Poems about Self Worth and Self Esteem
#SelfWorth
Poems about self worth, self confidence and self esteem. Here you'll find poems about self worth and self respect, and what it means to believe in your own worth and abilities.
NP_NP
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:21pm
Yesterday 9:21pm
Growing Up
My girls grew up with me,
Saw the riff-raff I let in,
The chaos I allowed to crash through my door,
But I chose me now—
And for the first time, I smile again.
Lost in the arts, the hobbies that heal,
Picking myself up off the floor—
They see the strength I didn’t know I had,
The woman I didn’t know I could be.
There she is, I see her now—
The girl who refused to fade,
The one who didn’t go silent into that wicked night.
She stands, stronger, no longer afraid.
I used to give all of me to them, ...
Saw the riff-raff I let in,
The chaos I allowed to crash through my door,
But I chose me now—
And for the first time, I smile again.
Lost in the arts, the hobbies that heal,
Picking myself up off the floor—
They see the strength I didn’t know I had,
The woman I didn’t know I could be.
There she is, I see her now—
The girl who refused to fade,
The one who didn’t go silent into that wicked night.
She stands, stronger, no longer afraid.
I used to give all of me to them, ...
#healing
#MovingOn
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#TimeHeals
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:06am
Yesterday 11:06am
Living life on the edge
Living life on the edge of no return is real evidence of lessons learned, that we thought that we didn't need to learn, but yet that was far from the truth. For sometimes we might find ourselves involved in situations, at a young age that can be dangerous to your health and well-being. For sure as street life goes it can make you or break you, or it can sometimes help you turn your life around for the betterment of life. For sure you gotta decide is this life for me and can, you hack it and still deal with the outcome of some situations, that maybe you will find thyself in some real tight...
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2025 5:46am
22nd Mar 2025 5:46am
Empathy
What the world needs more of lately is empathy
Empathy for those who are struggling or have less
For those that are facing troubles and adversity
For those who have been ostracized and suppressed
Empathy for people with mental health struggles
Ranging from depression, anxiety and PTSD
Empathy for those with neurodivergent challenges
Varying from dyslexia, autism to ADHD
Empathy for those who are displaced and homeless
Understanding mental illness and addiction
Considering the effects of public policy in society
People who are...
Empathy for those who are struggling or have less
For those that are facing troubles and adversity
For those who have been ostracized and suppressed
Empathy for people with mental health struggles
Ranging from depression, anxiety and PTSD
Empathy for those with neurodivergent challenges
Varying from dyslexia, autism to ADHD
Empathy for those who are displaced and homeless
Understanding mental illness and addiction
Considering the effects of public policy in society
People who are...
#humankind
#kindness
#SelfWorth
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4 Comments
rubyredheart
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 7:01pm
21st Mar 2025 7:01pm
Rise Up
Burn me, drown me, take me down
A Flaming Phoenix, I’ve been around
Uproot, transplant, a new me is found
Cut me, crush me, I rise from the ground
Mistake not this fire for a coal black soul
These colorful flames are brilliant & whole
My talons and wings, don’t think to control!
If passion is sin, I go to Sheol
He’d shackle me back with those chains I wore?
I won’t scream, bite or claw, but spread wings & soar
I tried to love his cold ash before
That grit in my mouth I’ll suffer no more
Moved twenty times...
A Flaming Phoenix, I’ve been around
Uproot, transplant, a new me is found
Cut me, crush me, I rise from the ground
Mistake not this fire for a coal black soul
These colorful flames are brilliant & whole
My talons and wings, don’t think to control!
If passion is sin, I go to Sheol
He’d shackle me back with those chains I wore?
I won’t scream, bite or claw, but spread wings & soar
I tried to love his cold ash before
That grit in my mouth I’ll suffer no more
Moved twenty times...
#SelfWorth
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NP_NP
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 2:19pm
21st Mar 2025 2:19pm
Spell Of Desire
This is my spell I speak upon myself—
Red and pink candles, burn for love and passion.
Give me a mate that knows his herbs,
A man that respects the land,
When I speak of frequency healing,
Let him not look confused.
Give me a shaman, magic soul, a healer.
It's only fitting a daughter of cuandero
Should get with a spiritual man.
I’m done with these American men
Who have no clue about their ancestors.
Give me someone who knows his roots.
Place rose quartz, lapis, apoleseed bracelets,
Heart-shaped amulets on my...
Red and pink candles, burn for love and passion.
Give me a mate that knows his herbs,
A man that respects the land,
When I speak of frequency healing,
Let him not look confused.
Give me a shaman, magic soul, a healer.
It's only fitting a daughter of cuandero
Should get with a spiritual man.
I’m done with these American men
Who have no clue about their ancestors.
Give me someone who knows his roots.
Place rose quartz, lapis, apoleseed bracelets,
Heart-shaped amulets on my...
#confessional
#love
#relationships
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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Songbird83
Steven W.
Steven W.
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 3:32am
21st Mar 2025 3:32am
Can't Remember
My blood soaked plan to bury the mistakes I’ve made
Has fallen through the cracks in the floor because I’ve changed
-So much that I can’t remember
What I am supposed to be
So much that I don’t remember
Who I am supposed to be- (Chorus)
The time I’ve spent retracing my steps has been
A waste of time, it seems this pain will never end
And I cannot mend
Because I have changed
-Chorus-
How am I supposed to be
The man I need to be
When all I ever see
Is how cold I can be
I’ve changed –...
Has fallen through the cracks in the floor because I’ve changed
-So much that I can’t remember
What I am supposed to be
So much that I don’t remember
Who I am supposed to be- (Chorus)
The time I’ve spent retracing my steps has been
A waste of time, it seems this pain will never end
And I cannot mend
Because I have changed
-Chorus-
How am I supposed to be
The man I need to be
When all I ever see
Is how cold I can be
I’ve changed –...
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#lyrics
#myself
#SelfWorth
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Songbird83
Steven W.
Steven W.
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 3:05am
21st Mar 2025 3:05am
Pointless
Well, I guess I don’t really know
what it’s like to believe in someone else
and I guess this just goes to show
that I’ve always ended up by myself
The fear of being all alone
breaks right into my skin and conquers me
I’m waiting for my time to come
but until that day I’ll never believe
-It’s pointless for me to keep trying
it’s useless for me to keep hiding
cause it’s me that needs to start moving
on with my life that I need to start living- (Chorus)
I keep things bottled inside me
and don’t open them up to...
what it’s like to believe in someone else
and I guess this just goes to show
that I’ve always ended up by myself
The fear of being all alone
breaks right into my skin and conquers me
I’m waiting for my time to come
but until that day I’ll never believe
-It’s pointless for me to keep trying
it’s useless for me to keep hiding
cause it’s me that needs to start moving
on with my life that I need to start living- (Chorus)
I keep things bottled inside me
and don’t open them up to...
#LifeStruggles
#lyrics
#myself
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfWorth
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
20th Mar 2025 1:00am
20th Mar 2025 1:00am
90 minutes
I went out today
because staying home
would have meant
getting back into bed
and wasting my day
with mind numbing distractions
and I desperately needed
to make my body move
beyond the act of breathing
Between pain and depression
some days feel like hibernation
and last time I checked
it's not winter
and I'm not a bear
I walked for an hour and a half
hit my pain limit
and had to get an Uber home
because trying to navigate
the bus system
with an invisible disability ...
because staying home
would have meant
getting back into bed
and wasting my day
with mind numbing distractions
and I desperately needed
to make my body move
beyond the act of breathing
Between pain and depression
some days feel like hibernation
and last time I checked
it's not winter
and I'm not a bear
I walked for an hour and a half
hit my pain limit
and had to get an Uber home
because trying to navigate
the bus system
with an invisible disability ...
#disability
#myself
#SelfWorth
89 reads
10 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
19th Mar 2025 5:49pm
19th Mar 2025 5:49pm
You Come Up With A Title
I stand back, gazing at my life,
A canvas where symbolism meets Fate,
Watercolors blend, vibrant and rife,
Daring to break cycles, bold and great.
Pencils sharpened, my story unfolds,
Unwritten, untouched, yet all my own.
No one will excoriate what I’ve told—
A book club on Saturdays, a life grown.
Self-defense on Thursdays, strength within,
Busting tables, writing by night’s grace.
Yoga and meditation, where peace begins,
Lifting, running, swimming—finding my place.
No longer does loneliness haunt my bed,
I...
A canvas where symbolism meets Fate,
Watercolors blend, vibrant and rife,
Daring to break cycles, bold and great.
Pencils sharpened, my story unfolds,
Unwritten, untouched, yet all my own.
No one will excoriate what I’ve told—
A book club on Saturdays, a life grown.
Self-defense on Thursdays, strength within,
Busting tables, writing by night’s grace.
Yoga and meditation, where peace begins,
Lifting, running, swimming—finding my place.
No longer does loneliness haunt my bed,
I...
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth #WritingPoetry
#SelfWorth #WritingPoetry
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StarlaMaris
Starla Maris
Starla Maris
Poem Published
19th Mar 2025 12:49pm
19th Mar 2025 12:49pm
Fun and Games
#relationships
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
18 reads
1 Comment
Jade72
Poem Published
19th Mar 2025 1:11am
19th Mar 2025 1:11am
Soaring
I wish to soar over the seas of love once more.
Only this time, unapologetically, with self worth.
Drenched in simple pleasures, poured from the heart
I'll sway beneath the stars and never depart.
The waves motion, forcing me to rise and let my spirit shine.
Enhancing the beauty of this heart of mine.
No longer anchored to the weights that bound,
I'll unfurl my wings, and let love lift me around.
In this ocean of emotions, I'll swim with gentle ease,
And find the treasures hidden, in the depths of love's release.
With heart full...
Only this time, unapologetically, with self worth.
Drenched in simple pleasures, poured from the heart
I'll sway beneath the stars and never depart.
The waves motion, forcing me to rise and let my spirit shine.
Enhancing the beauty of this heart of mine.
No longer anchored to the weights that bound,
I'll unfurl my wings, and let love lift me around.
In this ocean of emotions, I'll swim with gentle ease,
And find the treasures hidden, in the depths of love's release.
With heart full...
#love
#peace
#SelfWorth #spiritual
#SelfWorth #spiritual
62 reads
2 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
19th Mar 2025 1:06am
19th Mar 2025 1:06am
Persona of Clay
Bent and shrunken, this persona of clay I live with,
moulded by the hands of someone else’s words,
slowly erasing the contours of my every lineament.
Flawed and broken, this reflection of porcelain I wake up to,
a product born of another’s seed,
losing shape to their kneading hands.
I am nothing more than mere pottery,
beaten and rolled,
hammered and crafted,
stamped and fabricated,
to be of them.
moulded by the hands of someone else’s words,
slowly erasing the contours of my every lineament.
Flawed and broken, this reflection of porcelain I wake up to,
a product born of another’s seed,
losing shape to their kneading hands.
I am nothing more than mere pottery,
beaten and rolled,
hammered and crafted,
stamped and fabricated,
to be of them.
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#weakness
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