Poems About Self Discovery by New Members
#SelfDiscovery
Poems about self discovery by new members. Poems written by members who joined within the last 30 days.
Refining Ones Ideology
In moments of silence
Gripping the rosary
Swearing to be better.
Mesmerized in the beauty
That lay within my grasp
Enticing this feeling I hope will last.
Understanding it's my only way
The foundation of my pain
Laid out with refrain.
My will to live is not by choice
But by will and fate
Wanting that better place.
Deserve not I speak to myself
Echoing and bouncing off the walls
All inside my head
Speak out I say in vain
But to my surprise
I still am standing. .
...
Gripping the rosary
Swearing to be better.
Mesmerized in the beauty
That lay within my grasp
Enticing this feeling I hope will last.
Understanding it's my only way
The foundation of my pain
Laid out with refrain.
My will to live is not by choice
But by will and fate
Wanting that better place.
Deserve not I speak to myself
Echoing and bouncing off the walls
All inside my head
Speak out I say in vain
But to my surprise
I still am standing. .
...
#faith
#religion
#SelfDiscovery #spiritual
#SelfDiscovery #spiritual
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Refining Ones Ideology
In moments of silence
Gripping the rosary
Swearing to be better.
Mesmerized in the beauty
That lay within my grasp
Enticing this feeling I hope will last.
Understanding it's my only way
The foundation of my pain
Laid out with refrain.
My will to live is not by choice
But by will and fate
Wanting that better place.
Deserve not I speak to myself
Echoing and bouncing off the walls
All inside my head
Speak out I say in vain
But to my surprise
I still am standing. .
...
Gripping the rosary
Swearing to be better.
Mesmerized in the beauty
That lay within my grasp
Enticing this feeling I hope will last.
Understanding it's my only way
The foundation of my pain
Laid out with refrain.
My will to live is not by choice
But by will and fate
Wanting that better place.
Deserve not I speak to myself
Echoing and bouncing off the walls
All inside my head
Speak out I say in vain
But to my surprise
I still am standing. .
...
#faith
#religion
#SelfDiscovery #spiritual
#SelfDiscovery #spiritual
43 reads
Refining Ones Ideology
In moments of silence
Gripping the rosary
Swearing to be better.
Mesmerized in the beauty
That lay within my grasp
Enticing this feeling I hope will last.
Understanding it's my only way
The foundation of my pain
Laid out with refrain.
My will to live is not by choice
But by will and fate
Wanting that better place.
Deserve not I speak to myself
Echoing and bouncing off the walls
All inside my head
Speak out I say in vain
But to my surprise
I still am standing. .
...
Gripping the rosary
Swearing to be better.
Mesmerized in the beauty
That lay within my grasp
Enticing this feeling I hope will last.
Understanding it's my only way
The foundation of my pain
Laid out with refrain.
My will to live is not by choice
But by will and fate
Wanting that better place.
Deserve not I speak to myself
Echoing and bouncing off the walls
All inside my head
Speak out I say in vain
But to my surprise
I still am standing. .
...
#faith
#religion
#SelfDiscovery #spiritual
#SelfDiscovery #spiritual
43 reads
Refining Ones Ideology
In moments of silence
Gripping the rosary
Swearing to be better.
Mesmerized in the beauty
That lay within my grasp
Enticing this feeling I hope will last.
Understanding it's my only way
The foundation of my pain
Laid out with refrain.
My will to live is not by choice
But by will and fate
Wanting that better place.
Deserve not I speak to myself
Echoing and bouncing off the walls
All inside my head
Speak out I say in vain
But to my surprise
I still am standing. .
...
Gripping the rosary
Swearing to be better.
Mesmerized in the beauty
That lay within my grasp
Enticing this feeling I hope will last.
Understanding it's my only way
The foundation of my pain
Laid out with refrain.
My will to live is not by choice
But by will and fate
Wanting that better place.
Deserve not I speak to myself
Echoing and bouncing off the walls
All inside my head
Speak out I say in vain
But to my surprise
I still am standing. .
...
#faith
#religion
#SelfDiscovery #spiritual
#SelfDiscovery #spiritual
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Reflective moment
Sitting here in depressed like contemplation.
Wondering about the next step forward.
To the future of who, I want to be, & become.
How I'm gonna achieve it.
Is a repeating pattern by now.
I'm still taking it one step at a time.
Adventure by definition.
Leads where no one knows.
I recall a story of an 1st nation elder.
Talking to a small child.
About the two wolves each of carry inside.
One evil and nasty, other kind and gentle.
The elder says they battle and fight.
Till only one remains.
Which one is...
Wondering about the next step forward.
To the future of who, I want to be, & become.
How I'm gonna achieve it.
Is a repeating pattern by now.
I'm still taking it one step at a time.
Adventure by definition.
Leads where no one knows.
I recall a story of an 1st nation elder.
Talking to a small child.
About the two wolves each of carry inside.
One evil and nasty, other kind and gentle.
The elder says they battle and fight.
Till only one remains.
Which one is...
#choices
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
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Reflective moment
Sitting here in depressed like contemplation.
Wondering about the next step forward.
To the future of who, I want to be, & become.
How I'm gonna achieve it.
Is a repeating pattern by now.
I'm still taking it one step at a time.
Adventure by definition.
Leads where no one knows.
I recall a story of an 1st nation elder.
Talking to a small child.
About the two wolves each of carry inside.
One evil and nasty, other kind and gentle.
The elder says they battle and fight.
Till only one remains.
Which one is...
Wondering about the next step forward.
To the future of who, I want to be, & become.
How I'm gonna achieve it.
Is a repeating pattern by now.
I'm still taking it one step at a time.
Adventure by definition.
Leads where no one knows.
I recall a story of an 1st nation elder.
Talking to a small child.
About the two wolves each of carry inside.
One evil and nasty, other kind and gentle.
The elder says they battle and fight.
Till only one remains.
Which one is...
#choices
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
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Reflective moment
Sitting here in depressed like contemplation.
Wondering about the next step forward.
To the future of who, I want to be, & become.
How I'm gonna achieve it.
Is a repeating pattern by now.
I'm still taking it one step at a time.
Adventure by definition.
Leads where no one knows.
I recall a story of an 1st nation elder.
Talking to a small child.
About the two wolves each of carry inside.
One evil and nasty, other kind and gentle.
The elder says they battle and fight.
Till only one remains.
Which one is...
Wondering about the next step forward.
To the future of who, I want to be, & become.
How I'm gonna achieve it.
Is a repeating pattern by now.
I'm still taking it one step at a time.
Adventure by definition.
Leads where no one knows.
I recall a story of an 1st nation elder.
Talking to a small child.
About the two wolves each of carry inside.
One evil and nasty, other kind and gentle.
The elder says they battle and fight.
Till only one remains.
Which one is...
#choices
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
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Reflective moment
Sitting here in depressed like contemplation.
Wondering about the next step forward.
To the future of who, I want to be, & become.
How I'm gonna achieve it.
Is a repeating pattern by now.
I'm still taking it one step at a time.
Adventure by definition.
Leads where no one knows.
I recall a story of an 1st nation elder.
Talking to a small child.
About the two wolves each of carry inside.
One evil and nasty, other kind and gentle.
The elder says they battle and fight.
Till only one remains.
Which one is...
Wondering about the next step forward.
To the future of who, I want to be, & become.
How I'm gonna achieve it.
Is a repeating pattern by now.
I'm still taking it one step at a time.
Adventure by definition.
Leads where no one knows.
I recall a story of an 1st nation elder.
Talking to a small child.
About the two wolves each of carry inside.
One evil and nasty, other kind and gentle.
The elder says they battle and fight.
Till only one remains.
Which one is...
#choices
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
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Reflective moment
Sitting here in depressed like contemplation.
Wondering about the next step forward.
To the future of who, I want to be, & become.
How I'm gonna achieve it.
Is a repeating pattern by now.
I'm still taking it one step at a time.
Adventure by definition.
Leads where no one knows.
I recall a story of an 1st nation elder.
Talking to a small child.
About the two wolves each of carry inside.
One evil and nasty, other kind and gentle.
The elder says they battle and fight.
Till only one remains.
Which one is...
Wondering about the next step forward.
To the future of who, I want to be, & become.
How I'm gonna achieve it.
Is a repeating pattern by now.
I'm still taking it one step at a time.
Adventure by definition.
Leads where no one knows.
I recall a story of an 1st nation elder.
Talking to a small child.
About the two wolves each of carry inside.
One evil and nasty, other kind and gentle.
The elder says they battle and fight.
Till only one remains.
Which one is...
#choices
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
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Four Crows
He parks to deliver an Amazon package,
while I sit quietly in the passenger seat.
My eyes catch Four Crows swirling above,
a whispered sign—I'm on the right path.
Dreams replay like cryptic riddles,
their hidden messages teasing my soul.
I walk slower now, ears attuned
to the daemon within,
a voice others name ancestor or guardian.
So tread lightly when you approach me.
Choose your words like delicate threads—
if it's war you seek,
you'll wage it against yourself,
not with me.
I dreamed of darkness...
while I sit quietly in the passenger seat.
My eyes catch Four Crows swirling above,
a whispered sign—I'm on the right path.
Dreams replay like cryptic riddles,
their hidden messages teasing my soul.
I walk slower now, ears attuned
to the daemon within,
a voice others name ancestor or guardian.
So tread lightly when you approach me.
Choose your words like delicate threads—
if it's war you seek,
you'll wage it against yourself,
not with me.
I dreamed of darkness...
#healing
#learning
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfDiscovery
#spiritual
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Four Crows
He parks to deliver an Amazon package,
while I sit quietly in the passenger seat.
My eyes catch Four Crows swirling above,
a whispered sign—I'm on the right path.
Dreams replay like cryptic riddles,
their hidden messages teasing my soul.
I walk slower now, ears attuned
to the daemon within,
a voice others name ancestor or guardian.
So tread lightly when you approach me.
Choose your words like delicate threads—
if it's war you seek,
you'll wage it against yourself,
not with me.
I dreamed of darkness...
while I sit quietly in the passenger seat.
My eyes catch Four Crows swirling above,
a whispered sign—I'm on the right path.
Dreams replay like cryptic riddles,
their hidden messages teasing my soul.
I walk slower now, ears attuned
to the daemon within,
a voice others name ancestor or guardian.
So tread lightly when you approach me.
Choose your words like delicate threads—
if it's war you seek,
you'll wage it against yourself,
not with me.
I dreamed of darkness...
#healing
#learning
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfDiscovery
#spiritual
43 reads
2 Comments
Four Crows
He parks to deliver an Amazon package,
while I sit quietly in the passenger seat.
My eyes catch Four Crows swirling above,
a whispered sign—I'm on the right path.
Dreams replay like cryptic riddles,
their hidden messages teasing my soul.
I walk slower now, ears attuned
to the daemon within,
a voice others name ancestor or guardian.
So tread lightly when you approach me.
Choose your words like delicate threads—
if it's war you seek,
you'll wage it against yourself,
not with me.
I dreamed of darkness...
while I sit quietly in the passenger seat.
My eyes catch Four Crows swirling above,
a whispered sign—I'm on the right path.
Dreams replay like cryptic riddles,
their hidden messages teasing my soul.
I walk slower now, ears attuned
to the daemon within,
a voice others name ancestor or guardian.
So tread lightly when you approach me.
Choose your words like delicate threads—
if it's war you seek,
you'll wage it against yourself,
not with me.
I dreamed of darkness...
#healing
#learning
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfDiscovery
#spiritual
43 reads
2 Comments
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