Poems About Self Worth Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about self worth seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
moony_
Poem Published
12th Jul 2024 4:53am
12th Jul 2024 4:53am
My Turn
I’m a burden
I have value
I have value
#SelfWorth
182 reads
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PaulEvans
PaulPervert
PaulPervert
Poem Published
7th Jul 2024 8:41am
7th Jul 2024 8:41am
Look at Me (confessions of an exhibitionist)
#choices
#confessional
#mirror
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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Nixprty
Poem Published
6th Jul 2024 6:56am
6th Jul 2024 6:56am
Proud
I very often feel like my parents aren’t proud of me.
Then, suddenly, something happened.
I made a painting for my father,
It was a dinosaur.
He said he loved it and that was that.
Yesterday while celebrating the 4th overheard him speaking to someone.
“He’s gonna start performing with his guitar!”
“Oh that’s great, he’s so talented.”
“He really is, did you see the painting he made me? It’s so cool!”
I stood there as still and quiet as I could,
I was so happy...
Then, suddenly, something happened.
I made a painting for my father,
It was a dinosaur.
He said he loved it and that was that.
Yesterday while celebrating the 4th overheard him speaking to someone.
“He’s gonna start performing with his guitar!”
“Oh that’s great, he’s so talented.”
“He really is, did you see the painting he made me? It’s so cool!”
I stood there as still and quiet as I could,
I was so happy...
#art
#father
#happiness
#parent
#SelfWorth
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PrinceOfDarkness
Poem Published
30th Jun 2024 6:29am
30th Jun 2024 6:29am
In his Jaws
I am in the Dragons jaws, the depths of hellfire frames. In his Jaws Baphomet honors me with my princely hero names. In his jaws I am gaurded from the abuse of being scapegoated and psychic vampire mind games. In his jaws he holds me up in his pride and never blames. In his jaws I am proud and my love for HIM no one ever shames. In his jaws he holds me as his most favourite son and child. Baphomets presence has always been with me even lost in the wild. In his jaws are the words written of all natural laws.
In his jaws Samael keeps me his baby Dragonboi well gaurded for our cause. ...
In his jaws Samael keeps me his baby Dragonboi well gaurded for our cause. ...
#father
#God
#power
#SelfWorth
#spiritual
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Nixprty
Poem Published
29th Jun 2024 8:27am
29th Jun 2024 8:27am
Self Hatred
Inescapable and loud,
It screams at me.
I am enamored by the beauty of the world all around me,
I am unable to find any within myself.
I cannot find such abundant flaws in anyone but myself;
I suppose I should think that unfair, but I have no place for anger.
I am unhappy with myself,
I feel joy in everything I do.
Self actualization,
Bleeding into self hatred.
I am so in my own head,
And so separated from myself.
I am loved,
I am unlovable.
The inked edges of my face and body become smudged as I run...
It screams at me.
I am enamored by the beauty of the world all around me,
I am unable to find any within myself.
I cannot find such abundant flaws in anyone but myself;
I suppose I should think that unfair, but I have no place for anger.
I am unhappy with myself,
I feel joy in everything I do.
Self actualization,
Bleeding into self hatred.
I am so in my own head,
And so separated from myself.
I am loved,
I am unlovable.
The inked edges of my face and body become smudged as I run...
#depression
#SelfWorth
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Heart_of_Stone
Poem Published
28th Jun 2024 1:28am
28th Jun 2024 1:28am
I think it a shame
I think it a shame
that angels aren't chubby
with curving hips
and bouncing breasts
a soft and yielding touch
Feeling ashamed
for what men imagine
pretending to be coy
heaven forbid I flaunt
what god has given
The day is done
evening caresses an age
no longer can I be told
that my body's a sin
as love welcomes us in
that angels aren't chubby
with curving hips
and bouncing breasts
a soft and yielding touch
Feeling ashamed
for what men imagine
pretending to be coy
heaven forbid I flaunt
what god has given
The day is done
evening caresses an age
no longer can I be told
that my body's a sin
as love welcomes us in
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
26th Jun 2024 1:42pm
26th Jun 2024 1:42pm
priority is an option
amazes me...
how often I made those in my life a priority
while they only thought of me
...as an option
something they didn't even consider very often
here I was...clearing my calendar
giving them my undivided attention
making space for their needs
offering a compassionate ear
...& they moved along unfazed
I was a rolodex entry on their desk
...at best
certainly unworthy of a slot on their speed dial
only necessary...
when I had something...
...they needed
I stopped counting the fresh...
how often I made those in my life a priority
while they only thought of me
...as an option
something they didn't even consider very often
here I was...clearing my calendar
giving them my undivided attention
making space for their needs
offering a compassionate ear
...& they moved along unfazed
I was a rolodex entry on their desk
...at best
certainly unworthy of a slot on their speed dial
only necessary...
when I had something...
...they needed
I stopped counting the fresh...
#choices
#PersonalGrowth
#sadness #SelfWorth
#sadness #SelfWorth
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
25th Jun 2024 6:01am
25th Jun 2024 6:01am
your hand print shouldn't be so indelible
Tell me I'm worthless
without telling me I'm worthless
I watch you eye fuck
other girls on the street
while you avoid holding my hand
though I haven't kicked the habit
of reaching for you
"fuck, she's so hot"
you smile at me
with a cruelness
that sparkles in the last light
of the afternoon
I look past the leggy blonde
to the sex shop across the street
and remember how wearing nothing
but a smile and sky high heels
used to be so empowering ...
without telling me I'm worthless
I watch you eye fuck
other girls on the street
while you avoid holding my hand
though I haven't kicked the habit
of reaching for you
"fuck, she's so hot"
you smile at me
with a cruelness
that sparkles in the last light
of the afternoon
I look past the leggy blonde
to the sex shop across the street
and remember how wearing nothing
but a smile and sky high heels
used to be so empowering ...
#DomesticViolence
#girlfriend
#memories #SelfWorth
#memories #SelfWorth
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APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
24th Jun 2024 9:19pm
24th Jun 2024 9:19pm
Center mass
Slings and arrows, center mass
dying hurts, lying hurts more
a lifetime of pain from innocence born
sinning against ourselves living in glass houses
The world turned inside out, rearranging our façade
what a mind blowing head-trip
if not for the fact that the trip happened long ago
It's only in movies that the hero lives
kind of explains why we honor the dead
the poor hero dying for the lies he believed
hoping Valhalla awaits deep in his grave
truth is a sledgehammer but I've been hit harder
I am...
dying hurts, lying hurts more
a lifetime of pain from innocence born
sinning against ourselves living in glass houses
The world turned inside out, rearranging our façade
what a mind blowing head-trip
if not for the fact that the trip happened long ago
It's only in movies that the hero lives
kind of explains why we honor the dead
the poor hero dying for the lies he believed
hoping Valhalla awaits deep in his grave
truth is a sledgehammer but I've been hit harder
I am...
#forgiveness
#redemption
#SelfWorth
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
20th Jun 2024 2:15am
20th Jun 2024 2:15am
looks good but how does she handle...
don't think I don't notice...
the way your brow furrows as I pass
eyes sliding distastefully down my back
& I can see your frown in my rear view
as your appraisal comes to a screeching halt
my curvy back-end clearly meeting with disapproval
& I silently chuckle
let me tell you something, mister
though you'll probably never understand
cuz it ain't in you to get it
but...believe me...he does
for him, my voluptuous dimensions are heaven
because when he double clutches
pistoning into me
he has ample...
the way your brow furrows as I pass
eyes sliding distastefully down my back
& I can see your frown in my rear view
as your appraisal comes to a screeching halt
my curvy back-end clearly meeting with disapproval
& I silently chuckle
let me tell you something, mister
though you'll probably never understand
cuz it ain't in you to get it
but...believe me...he does
for him, my voluptuous dimensions are heaven
because when he double clutches
pistoning into me
he has ample...
#frustration
#memories
#SelfWorth
246 reads
8 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
19th Jun 2024 6:37am
19th Jun 2024 6:37am
The measure of a man
Father, husband, warrior, poet
A simple question posed
debated by armchair sages
Pseudointellectual clichés supposed
as intellectual war rages
A haunting question disposed
written on history's pages
God's yardstick imposed
evolving through the ages
Priest, mystic, madman, hobo
All have known pain
as a repeated refrain
shouldering heavy burdens
amidst weakness and distain
Shepherd, cowboy, rodeo clown
What's missing on the list
maybe just to be a human...
A simple question posed
debated by armchair sages
Pseudointellectual clichés supposed
as intellectual war rages
A haunting question disposed
written on history's pages
God's yardstick imposed
evolving through the ages
Priest, mystic, madman, hobo
All have known pain
as a repeated refrain
shouldering heavy burdens
amidst weakness and distain
Shepherd, cowboy, rodeo clown
What's missing on the list
maybe just to be a human...
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
159 reads
2 Comments
ComaLux
Ely
Ely
Poem Published
15th Jun 2024 6:39am
15th Jun 2024 6:39am
Lost roots
I can't seem to remove this eclipse
This curse hovers over me,
a black storm cloud blocking the view of the stars exploding
and expanding into vast clouds of glittery neon dust...
I can't feel any ghosts, I can't feel the energy of the mystics here before.
Have I become a nihilist? This self-proclaimed know-it-all...
a soul-sick bastard with a stolen dream.
All meaning seems phony...
Have I been the subject of a spiritual lobotomy?
Or were they antidepressants?
Social engineering, maybe energy vampires?
Tangled by cords like...
This curse hovers over me,
a black storm cloud blocking the view of the stars exploding
and expanding into vast clouds of glittery neon dust...
I can't feel any ghosts, I can't feel the energy of the mystics here before.
Have I become a nihilist? This self-proclaimed know-it-all...
a soul-sick bastard with a stolen dream.
All meaning seems phony...
Have I been the subject of a spiritual lobotomy?
Or were they antidepressants?
Social engineering, maybe energy vampires?
Tangled by cords like...
#FeelingLost
#identity
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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