Poems About Self Worth Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about self worth seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Dramatis Personae
Raised on movies and TV
Taught to type cast.
memorizing mannerisms,
tonality of speech, general bearing
of numberless character actors,
and stars in
the celluloid firmament
Knowing beforehand
who will be cast
as a kind or mean
mom or dad.
Who will play the role
of the corrupt or honest
cop or politician.
who is evil as Hitler,
good as Mr. Rogers
in his mythical neighborhood.
who done it, who didn't
~spoiler alert~
In the ubiquitous,
oh so enjoyable,
murder mystery,
the famous...
Taught to type cast.
memorizing mannerisms,
tonality of speech, general bearing
of numberless character actors,
and stars in
the celluloid firmament
Knowing beforehand
who will be cast
as a kind or mean
mom or dad.
Who will play the role
of the corrupt or honest
cop or politician.
who is evil as Hitler,
good as Mr. Rogers
in his mythical neighborhood.
who done it, who didn't
~spoiler alert~
In the ubiquitous,
oh so enjoyable,
murder mystery,
the famous...
#identity
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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Self Expression
Self-confidence is not self-centered
It is liberation from self-deprecation
It is the selflessness of opening a window
On a bright sunny day for air flow
For the wind beneath your wings is not selfish
It is the breath of life in self-reprieve
So do what you must to build self-esteem
Paint yourself a self-portrait of self-reflection
Enjoy yourself to the fullest in all of your beauty
And never stray from the path of self-improvement
It is liberation from self-deprecation
It is the selflessness of opening a window
On a bright sunny day for air flow
For the wind beneath your wings is not selfish
It is the breath of life in self-reprieve
So do what you must to build self-esteem
Paint yourself a self-portrait of self-reflection
Enjoy yourself to the fullest in all of your beauty
And never stray from the path of self-improvement
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
#NaPoWriMo2024
#inspirational
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8 Comments
Paper Stages
How do I write my way out of this word maze
Proceeding from walls like double sided mirrors
Projecting all that I pretend to be
While hiding myself in riddles interpreted by the hearers
Ink blot galley of abstract muses take shape to portray
Did you hear what I meant or what I wanted you to think that I’m trying to say?
Audience to my own rants and rambling of metaphorical repose
Well said monotony of lyrically complex prose
Clever to appear in this my lip deep charm
Know me only for my words lest getting too close may do some...
Proceeding from walls like double sided mirrors
Projecting all that I pretend to be
While hiding myself in riddles interpreted by the hearers
Ink blot galley of abstract muses take shape to portray
Did you hear what I meant or what I wanted you to think that I’m trying to say?
Audience to my own rants and rambling of metaphorical repose
Well said monotony of lyrically complex prose
Clever to appear in this my lip deep charm
Know me only for my words lest getting too close may do some...
#identity
#confessional
#myself
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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4 Comments
Sanctuary in Shadows
In the heart of revelry, beneath Bourbon's neon glow,
I danced, amidst spirits of joy and tales of woe.
Big Daddy's, our stage a world both fierce and fair,
A realm where shadows danced in the sultry air.
Thirty years on that floor, where dreams and demons meet,
Witness to lives that twirled on the edge of bitter and sweet.
The veil thinned, revealing energies dark and wild,
Yet around me, a sanctuary guarded me tenderly and mild.
Guarded by unseen forces, in the night's embrace,
I moved untouched, through time and space.
The abyss beckoned,...
I danced, amidst spirits of joy and tales of woe.
Big Daddy's, our stage a world both fierce and fair,
A realm where shadows danced in the sultry air.
Thirty years on that floor, where dreams and demons meet,
Witness to lives that twirled on the edge of bitter and sweet.
The veil thinned, revealing energies dark and wild,
Yet around me, a sanctuary guarded me tenderly and mild.
Guarded by unseen forces, in the night's embrace,
I moved untouched, through time and space.
The abyss beckoned,...
#memories
#acceptance
#SelfDiscovery
#choices
#SelfWorth
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Better Days
Beat around the facade
No one wants to know what’s at the rotten apples core
In a realm of hopeless verses
Twisted passions utter curses
As from the heart they pour
Scorched blood in fire veins lit by the flint, the wick of the wicked tongue
Burning alive on the inside, breathing dissipates from holes in a tattered lung
Suffocating whether in silence or voiced in honesty’s parade
Like a circus freak contorting in the acrobatics of the wordsmiths masquerade
Lips of honor yielded to the scripted will to speak of something true ...
No one wants to know what’s at the rotten apples core
In a realm of hopeless verses
Twisted passions utter curses
As from the heart they pour
Scorched blood in fire veins lit by the flint, the wick of the wicked tongue
Burning alive on the inside, breathing dissipates from holes in a tattered lung
Suffocating whether in silence or voiced in honesty’s parade
Like a circus freak contorting in the acrobatics of the wordsmiths masquerade
Lips of honor yielded to the scripted will to speak of something true ...
#identity
#confessional
#myself
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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Embracing The Aquatic, Heat 2
What of swimwear
for the big-boned paddler?
A marriage of thread and unfailing fabric
deemphasizing girth
while preventing total exposure
of one's suit given at birth.
Trunks that defy gravity,
doggedly clinging to one's waist.
Impervious to pressure
from a low hanging belly.
A retro apparel solution
could be the ticket
A garment akin
to a striped,
roaring twenties, bathing costume.
Barring the handlebar mustache.
Capital remedy
for natation's sticky wicket.
for the big-boned paddler?
A marriage of thread and unfailing fabric
deemphasizing girth
while preventing total exposure
of one's suit given at birth.
Trunks that defy gravity,
doggedly clinging to one's waist.
Impervious to pressure
from a low hanging belly.
A retro apparel solution
could be the ticket
A garment akin
to a striped,
roaring twenties, bathing costume.
Barring the handlebar mustache.
Capital remedy
for natation's sticky wicket.
#happiness
#love
#MentalHealth #SelfWorth
#MentalHealth #SelfWorth
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4 Comments
Spineless Rat
There's nothing I would do for you
You're a real scum bag
All you do is nag
Kiss my ass you goddamn fool
Go fuck yourself and I'll fuck your girlfriend too!
The pile of shit is decorated for you to consume
Degradation
Accept the invitation
Your a shit sucking butt fucking disaster, now go to your room
Lick the dick you inherited between your legs!
Your nose is deep up corporate ass
Are you his puppy?
I hate yuppies
Nobody gets a free pass
You look pathetic enough to urinate all over
...
You're a real scum bag
All you do is nag
Kiss my ass you goddamn fool
Go fuck yourself and I'll fuck your girlfriend too!
The pile of shit is decorated for you to consume
Degradation
Accept the invitation
Your a shit sucking butt fucking disaster, now go to your room
Lick the dick you inherited between your legs!
Your nose is deep up corporate ass
Are you his puppy?
I hate yuppies
Nobody gets a free pass
You look pathetic enough to urinate all over
...
#anger
#lies
#greed
#respect
#SelfWorth
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12 Comments
Empowerment Unveiled
In the quiet of reflection's embrace,
I weave the sequel of my soul's trace.
Unveiled truths whisper in the night,
It was never about me, in the harsh light.
My feelings, like dust, scattered unseen,
A mere pawn in your grand scheme.
A tool for desires not my own,
In your quest, my heart was thrown.
Low, you stooped, in shadows cast,
But the universe watches, echoes vast.
Karma's footsteps, silent but sure,
Return to you, the intentions impure.
Yet, in this twist, a revelation clear,
My heart, untouched by spite or fear. ...
I weave the sequel of my soul's trace.
Unveiled truths whisper in the night,
It was never about me, in the harsh light.
My feelings, like dust, scattered unseen,
A mere pawn in your grand scheme.
A tool for desires not my own,
In your quest, my heart was thrown.
Low, you stooped, in shadows cast,
But the universe watches, echoes vast.
Karma's footsteps, silent but sure,
Return to you, the intentions impure.
Yet, in this twist, a revelation clear,
My heart, untouched by spite or fear. ...
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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2 Comments
The Importance of an Orgasm
#LifeGoals
#SelfWorth
#nonfiction #orgasm
#nonfiction #orgasm
90 reads
16 Comments
In Sexual Union
In sexual union, I find new significance.
As the object of a man’s desire, I feel
worthy of greater things in life.
Gone are the prudish expectations
of my childhood. Gone are the
boundaries my parents hoped
would guard my life.
I love my nakedness…and yours.
Let me dive into my future
uninhibited and without pretense.
As the object of a man’s desire, I feel
worthy of greater things in life.
Gone are the prudish expectations
of my childhood. Gone are the
boundaries my parents hoped
would guard my life.
I love my nakedness…and yours.
Let me dive into my future
uninhibited and without pretense.
#sex
#SelfWorth
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3 Comments
BUSTED SEAMS (10-15-1989; Del Mar, California)
somewhere between truth
and perceived reality
somewhere between
technology and biology
all of us so long lost at sea
here in this great tempest of imbalances
my mind flew long ago amuck
so tired of struggling
against my true nature s grain
in trying to achieve
any semblance of an even keel
in this mad hatter s culture and society
i don t even know what i think
or feel anymore
ordered systems strangle me
yet diverse freedoms entangle me
all of us so caught up
overwrought
in never ending...
and perceived reality
somewhere between
technology and biology
all of us so long lost at sea
here in this great tempest of imbalances
my mind flew long ago amuck
so tired of struggling
against my true nature s grain
in trying to achieve
any semblance of an even keel
in this mad hatter s culture and society
i don t even know what i think
or feel anymore
ordered systems strangle me
yet diverse freedoms entangle me
all of us so caught up
overwrought
in never ending...
#identity
#SelfReflection
#acceptance
#choices
#SelfWorth
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Anatomy Of A Goddess!!!
Anatomy Of A Goddess!!!
~ A Spoken Word Poem ~
There's an issue
In humanity
That I got to speak to
About the superficiality
Of some of the things we do,
So Callously,
How we don't make some women feel good
About their bodies.
I'm frankly over, all that nonsense,
I've finally fallen in love with me.
Over time, I've gained self-esteem... confidence...
About my anatomy.
And I'm no longer under the influence,
Of what others think my body should be,
Like fashion and beauty magazines,
The entertainment...
~ A Spoken Word Poem ~
There's an issue
In humanity
That I got to speak to
About the superficiality
Of some of the things we do,
So Callously,
How we don't make some women feel good
About their bodies.
I'm frankly over, all that nonsense,
I've finally fallen in love with me.
Over time, I've gained self-esteem... confidence...
About my anatomy.
And I'm no longer under the influence,
Of what others think my body should be,
Like fashion and beauty magazines,
The entertainment...
#inspirational
#SelfWorth
86 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Poems About Self Worth Seeking Honest Critique