Stillbirth Poems - Poems about Stillbirth

I never seen your smile I never heard your cry, You where here only for a moment, and only God knows why. A piece of me you took with you on that tragic day, In pieces I...Read the rest...

YÉMIÍTÀN If you would stay do stay Please tease me no longer My body, no more can bear But my heart, yet still craves My womb you make hollow My hopes many times dashed How can you be so heartless With visits that...Read the rest...

For those of us who take the dart to the heart with a smile There's no one who gets to see our melting points They shut their eyes just like we veil our cries And everyone pretends nothing's...Read the rest...

FICTIONAL POEM FOR CONTEST I sailed through my pregnancy without a problem We’d painted the nursery in pale blue ...Read the rest...

Thee news of her pregnancy came as her best joy. It was what she had always wanted. To be a mother to a little boy fourty weeks later she went into labour Finally, she gets to meet the...Read the rest...

There have been moments in my life enjoyed more for the forest than the fallen leaves. White drops of ink that improbably bleed right off their journal to rupture the void no one had known existed ‘til destroyed by the...Read the rest...

For nine months I nurtured you But you were not mine to keep You didn’t cry when you were born But I was crying In fact, I was screaming hysterically The doctor tried everything to save you, but it was no...Read the rest...

From the very moment you were conceived I loved you I could feel you kick, as a new life grew inside me One day you stopped moving, and tragically I knew Holding my newborn baby was...Read the rest...

STILLBIRTH Pregnant and overdressed Lazily dozing o’er the riverbank pond Autumn trees, fat with leaves caressed By the frost , every frond Ready to be borne out of sight By the river’s waves aglow Like Roman shields burnished bright Facing...Read the rest...

Between want and desire few crumbs of words will not satisfy. Facts and perception build a latticed smile between tears. Discreetly life catches a miasm, a fault to commit suicide. When will the exile end, of hope, a holy womb? The stink was rising. Amnesty for amniotic...Read the rest...

Between want and desire few crumbs of words will not satisfy. Facts and perception build a latticed smile between tears. Discreetly life catches a miasm, a fault to commit suicide. When will the exile end, of hope, a holy womb? The stink was rising. Amnesty for amniotic...Read the rest...