Least Read Poems About Self Worth
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The Perfect You
Sometimes I long for that infant’s
smile and sweet baby’s laughter
how wonderful it must have felt
genuine happiness
Funny how the rest of our days
we seek it through addition
society telling us if only we had this
one more thing
It wasn’t until I was stripped of
everything that I began to live
subtract and you’ll be left with
a perfectly created you
smile and sweet baby’s laughter
how wonderful it must have felt
genuine happiness
Funny how the rest of our days
we seek it through addition
society telling us if only we had this
one more thing
It wasn’t until I was stripped of
everything that I began to live
subtract and you’ll be left with
a perfectly created you
#love
#SelfWorth
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The Path Of Victory
Worth thousand smiles,
Of sand and stones across millions.
Engraved paths; walks among dessert.
Exchange of miles and minutes... Time.
Birth of clouds above waters of the heavens.
Creeds and voices pierced sound of light and oblivion.
The touch of voids incubation.
Worth thousand smiles of denial.
The scent, the touch of betrayal.
Blinded petitions of solid interpretations.
Fantastic absentism among entertainers.
Worth thousand smiles of pictures in white, rose, pink, and blossoming temptations.
Aeons of historical and...
Of sand and stones across millions.
Engraved paths; walks among dessert.
Exchange of miles and minutes... Time.
Birth of clouds above waters of the heavens.
Creeds and voices pierced sound of light and oblivion.
The touch of voids incubation.
Worth thousand smiles of denial.
The scent, the touch of betrayal.
Blinded petitions of solid interpretations.
Fantastic absentism among entertainers.
Worth thousand smiles of pictures in white, rose, pink, and blossoming temptations.
Aeons of historical and...
#strength
#courage
#LifeCycle
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Intro to Crazy
She saw injustice, double-standard rules, unfair favoritism, and was treated like an outcast, though she physically lived among them. Day by day, she looked for ways to spread her wings and fly away. The more she tried, the more they clipped her wings with negativism and implementing guilt and fear in pursuit of discouraging her wish to fly and create her own world.
Sadness turned to anger, but she kept silent and bore the beatings until she could no longer contain all the build-up inside her. Anger had turned to rage. They thought she was crazy to begin with, but they had seen...
Sadness turned to anger, but she kept silent and bore the beatings until she could no longer contain all the build-up inside her. Anger had turned to rage. They thought she was crazy to begin with, but they had seen...
#grief
#LifeStruggles
#bullying
#misunderstood
#SelfWorth
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Abstracts Of Me
My love, My Love...Do you NOT see...
I NEVER learned to be happy for me.
I don’t know what is that or how to be.
I was beaten and bruised and programmed to think
It was the people who I had to please.
So, I know NO HAPPINESS unless I please you
If you’re NOT happy, I am NOT content
For my happiness co-depends on yours.
My heart and your heart beat as one
I care NOT for myself as much as for you.
I have learned to push myself through
The dark, the rain, and my endless storms
And shine with a...
I NEVER learned to be happy for me.
I don’t know what is that or how to be.
I was beaten and bruised and programmed to think
It was the people who I had to please.
So, I know NO HAPPINESS unless I please you
If you’re NOT happy, I am NOT content
For my happiness co-depends on yours.
My heart and your heart beat as one
I care NOT for myself as much as for you.
I have learned to push myself through
The dark, the rain, and my endless storms
And shine with a...
#love
#relationships
#ILoveYou
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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Conditioned
To be inclined,
To incite,
to enact the act to reflect,
Ambitious world tight to the neck,
It is a quest,
to react..
How far can we get?
Climb a tree instead of
Sitting under mumbling….
How bad is the sound of thunders?
Tipped of wonders and colors,
Distinct fully and awesomely……. random.
Shades dropped rubbles
beyond timelines living under ….the effect,
an excuse that matters.
The wrong - the right,
As right is the wrong,
the shape of
a mask
To incite,
to enact the act to reflect,
Ambitious world tight to the neck,
It is a quest,
to react..
How far can we get?
Climb a tree instead of
Sitting under mumbling….
How bad is the sound of thunders?
Tipped of wonders and colors,
Distinct fully and awesomely……. random.
Shades dropped rubbles
beyond timelines living under ….the effect,
an excuse that matters.
The wrong - the right,
As right is the wrong,
the shape of
a mask
#nature
#MentalHealth
#humankind
#SelfWorth
#manipulation
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Belonging
The greatest thing in the world is
to know how to belong to oneself” ~ Montaigne
I am the gift I give
myself
each and every day
wrapped in these words
these fine lines I write
in an ink filled night
ripe with all its poetry
all this verse I again pen
this self-refraining song
is where I always belong
to know how to belong to oneself” ~ Montaigne
I am the gift I give
myself
each and every day
wrapped in these words
these fine lines I write
in an ink filled night
ripe with all its poetry
all this verse I again pen
this self-refraining song
is where I always belong
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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Face the Poem
It takes a certain kind
a certain type
to dodge all the hype
take a more solemn path
Following Sexton and Plath
in that poetic journey
in sight of the steel gurney
of the darkest night
For the mirror of the self
when taken from the shelf
does show all
show every single flaw
But pales in the shade
when brought to the glade
of enduring truth
where there is nowhere to run
Finally facing the page
with all of that rage
all of that sorrow
with no ink left...
a certain type
to dodge all the hype
take a more solemn path
Following Sexton and Plath
in that poetic journey
in sight of the steel gurney
of the darkest night
For the mirror of the self
when taken from the shelf
does show all
show every single flaw
But pales in the shade
when brought to the glade
of enduring truth
where there is nowhere to run
Finally facing the page
with all of that rage
all of that sorrow
with no ink left...
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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Expected Expectations Just Sour The Milk
What do you expect?
Love?
Sex?
Conversation?
A warm body?
A hand?
A smile?
A sparkle in the eye?
A lottery win?
The fairy tale?
What do you expect?
Broken
Battered
Disillusioned
Alone
Counting the ones that got away
Crying over the one's that didn't stay
Taking inventory of rights and wrongs
Taking stock in all those love songs
Close the playlist
Shut the phone
Close your eyes
Imagine all of us doing the same
...
Love?
Sex?
Conversation?
A warm body?
A hand?
A smile?
A sparkle in the eye?
A lottery win?
The fairy tale?
What do you expect?
Broken
Battered
Disillusioned
Alone
Counting the ones that got away
Crying over the one's that didn't stay
Taking inventory of rights and wrongs
Taking stock in all those love songs
Close the playlist
Shut the phone
Close your eyes
Imagine all of us doing the same
...
#love
#SelfWorth
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Winter's Icy Edge
And winter is a razor" ~ PunchDrunk
How does one face winter
with every keen splinter
beneath an eternal cold
hearted blade
Here within the shade
of an ever sunless sky
left asking why
this season has its reason
For each and every cut
with each and every but
offered up so bloodied
in my lame defense
Despite all the pretense
of every piece of ice
its tendency to slice
leaving such frosted scars
Like...
How does one face winter
with every keen splinter
beneath an eternal cold
hearted blade
Here within the shade
of an ever sunless sky
left asking why
this season has its reason
For each and every cut
with each and every but
offered up so bloodied
in my lame defense
Despite all the pretense
of every piece of ice
its tendency to slice
leaving such frosted scars
Like...
#courage
#LifeStruggles
#confessional #SelfWorth
#confessional #SelfWorth
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Still (Here for you)
A kind word never fed a hungry belly
silence has always been the better
friend, a closed mouth speaks
volumes, and a sociopath knows
how to eat unspoken words
I can break you with a glance
as I feed on your insecurities
driving you insane with every
word I do not speak, just feel
my disapproval and crumble
Then I’ll be there to sweep up the
pieces and you off your feet, you’ll
never bloom little flower as I water
you just enough, wake the
fuck up!
You don’t need someone or
something to...
silence has always been the better
friend, a closed mouth speaks
volumes, and a sociopath knows
how to eat unspoken words
I can break you with a glance
as I feed on your insecurities
driving you insane with every
word I do not speak, just feel
my disapproval and crumble
Then I’ll be there to sweep up the
pieces and you off your feet, you’ll
never bloom little flower as I water
you just enough, wake the
fuck up!
You don’t need someone or
something to...
#LifeStruggles
#love
#SelfWorth
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Atonement...
"Not being perfect hurts" ~ Sylvia Plath
How then to make all of this sin
a true win-win
a way to finally bring about
an end to all of this doubt
For never being good enough
makes this journey tough
all of the broken crystal glass
makes it now impossible to pass
Since being so imperfect
has me in a perpetual genuflect
kneeling on these bloody knees
always still trying to forever please
Never feeling pretty, smart or thin
I document this on my bare skin ...
How then to make all of this sin
a true win-win
a way to finally bring about
an end to all of this doubt
For never being good enough
makes this journey tough
all of the broken crystal glass
makes it now impossible to pass
Since being so imperfect
has me in a perpetual genuflect
kneeling on these bloody knees
always still trying to forever please
Never feeling pretty, smart or thin
I document this on my bare skin ...
#confessional
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#WritingPoetry
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Looking Passed
I keep polishing this looking glass
until I can see through it
finally look passed...
until I can see through it
finally look passed...
#beauty
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#WritingPoetry
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Self Worth