Poems About Self Worth by New Members
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Poems about self worth by new members. Poems written by members who joined within the last 30 days.
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 6:37pm
16th Dec 2024 6:37pm
The Good, Bad & Ugly: Me
#identity
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
29 reads
5 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 6:37pm
16th Dec 2024 6:37pm
The Good, Bad & Ugly: Me
#identity
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
29 reads
5 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 6:37pm
16th Dec 2024 6:37pm
The Good, Bad & Ugly: Me
#identity
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
29 reads
5 Comments
BLO
B.
B.
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 6:50pm
17th Dec 2024 6:50pm
Turn Me Clockwise
I'm still me
I am me
Even in this wasteland
I am still who I try to be
But in recourse
The many days
Spread far and thin
I've lost who I was
But deep inside
Deep down
In the dark
Behind the hide
Behind the eyes
Of sin
Distrust
And fading spirit
I am still me.
Even in doubts
Even in many rebounds
Of affection
Of depending need
I am where I used to be
In the dark surreal corner
Trapped within ...
I am me
Even in this wasteland
I am still who I try to be
But in recourse
The many days
Spread far and thin
I've lost who I was
But deep inside
Deep down
In the dark
Behind the hide
Behind the eyes
Of sin
Distrust
And fading spirit
I am still me.
Even in doubts
Even in many rebounds
Of affection
Of depending need
I am where I used to be
In the dark surreal corner
Trapped within ...
#dark
#SelfWorth
43 reads
BLO
B.
B.
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 6:50pm
17th Dec 2024 6:50pm
Turn Me Clockwise
I'm still me
I am me
Even in this wasteland
I am still who I try to be
But in recourse
The many days
Spread far and thin
I've lost who I was
But deep inside
Deep down
In the dark
Behind the hide
Behind the eyes
Of sin
Distrust
And fading spirit
I am still me.
Even in doubts
Even in many rebounds
Of affection
Of depending need
I am where I used to be
In the dark surreal corner
Trapped within ...
I am me
Even in this wasteland
I am still who I try to be
But in recourse
The many days
Spread far and thin
I've lost who I was
But deep inside
Deep down
In the dark
Behind the hide
Behind the eyes
Of sin
Distrust
And fading spirit
I am still me.
Even in doubts
Even in many rebounds
Of affection
Of depending need
I am where I used to be
In the dark surreal corner
Trapped within ...
#dark
#SelfWorth
43 reads
NP_NP
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 4:36pm
14th Dec 2024 4:36pm
Inner Child
I lie in the grass with you,
and you point to the sky like we used to do.
"That cloud looks like a fish," you say,
and I stare at you in quiet amazement.
How could they not love you?
Your beautiful brown hair—
they cut it short all those years,
trying to shape you, contain you.
You smile, crooked teeth glinting, so cheesy,
and I remember: we were happiest
when we ran away,
just you and I, lost in our thoughts.
I stare back at the sky and point.
"And that," I murmur.
It makes you giggle. ...
and you point to the sky like we used to do.
"That cloud looks like a fish," you say,
and I stare at you in quiet amazement.
How could they not love you?
Your beautiful brown hair—
they cut it short all those years,
trying to shape you, contain you.
You smile, crooked teeth glinting, so cheesy,
and I remember: we were happiest
when we ran away,
just you and I, lost in our thoughts.
I stare back at the sky and point.
"And that," I murmur.
It makes you giggle. ...
#confessional
#love
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
62 reads
1 Comment
NP_NP
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 4:36pm
14th Dec 2024 4:36pm
Inner Child
I lie in the grass with you,
and you point to the sky like we used to do.
"That cloud looks like a fish," you say,
and I stare at you in quiet amazement.
How could they not love you?
Your beautiful brown hair—
they cut it short all those years,
trying to shape you, contain you.
You smile, crooked teeth glinting, so cheesy,
and I remember: we were happiest
when we ran away,
just you and I, lost in our thoughts.
I stare back at the sky and point.
"And that," I murmur.
It makes you giggle. ...
and you point to the sky like we used to do.
"That cloud looks like a fish," you say,
and I stare at you in quiet amazement.
How could they not love you?
Your beautiful brown hair—
they cut it short all those years,
trying to shape you, contain you.
You smile, crooked teeth glinting, so cheesy,
and I remember: we were happiest
when we ran away,
just you and I, lost in our thoughts.
I stare back at the sky and point.
"And that," I murmur.
It makes you giggle. ...
#confessional
#love
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
62 reads
1 Comment
NP_NP
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 4:36pm
14th Dec 2024 4:36pm
Inner Child
I lie in the grass with you,
and you point to the sky like we used to do.
"That cloud looks like a fish," you say,
and I stare at you in quiet amazement.
How could they not love you?
Your beautiful brown hair—
they cut it short all those years,
trying to shape you, contain you.
You smile, crooked teeth glinting, so cheesy,
and I remember: we were happiest
when we ran away,
just you and I, lost in our thoughts.
I stare back at the sky and point.
"And that," I murmur.
It makes you giggle. ...
and you point to the sky like we used to do.
"That cloud looks like a fish," you say,
and I stare at you in quiet amazement.
How could they not love you?
Your beautiful brown hair—
they cut it short all those years,
trying to shape you, contain you.
You smile, crooked teeth glinting, so cheesy,
and I remember: we were happiest
when we ran away,
just you and I, lost in our thoughts.
I stare back at the sky and point.
"And that," I murmur.
It makes you giggle. ...
#confessional
#love
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
62 reads
1 Comment
NP_NP
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 4:36pm
14th Dec 2024 4:36pm
Inner Child
I lie in the grass with you,
and you point to the sky like we used to do.
"That cloud looks like a fish," you say,
and I stare at you in quiet amazement.
How could they not love you?
Your beautiful brown hair—
they cut it short all those years,
trying to shape you, contain you.
You smile, crooked teeth glinting, so cheesy,
and I remember: we were happiest
when we ran away,
just you and I, lost in our thoughts.
I stare back at the sky and point.
"And that," I murmur.
It makes you giggle. ...
and you point to the sky like we used to do.
"That cloud looks like a fish," you say,
and I stare at you in quiet amazement.
How could they not love you?
Your beautiful brown hair—
they cut it short all those years,
trying to shape you, contain you.
You smile, crooked teeth glinting, so cheesy,
and I remember: we were happiest
when we ran away,
just you and I, lost in our thoughts.
I stare back at the sky and point.
"And that," I murmur.
It makes you giggle. ...
#confessional
#love
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
62 reads
1 Comment
NP_NP
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 4:36pm
14th Dec 2024 4:36pm
Inner Child
I lie in the grass with you,
and you point to the sky like we used to do.
"That cloud looks like a fish," you say,
and I stare at you in quiet amazement.
How could they not love you?
Your beautiful brown hair—
they cut it short all those years,
trying to shape you, contain you.
You smile, crooked teeth glinting, so cheesy,
and I remember: we were happiest
when we ran away,
just you and I, lost in our thoughts.
I stare back at the sky and point.
"And that," I murmur.
It makes you giggle. ...
and you point to the sky like we used to do.
"That cloud looks like a fish," you say,
and I stare at you in quiet amazement.
How could they not love you?
Your beautiful brown hair—
they cut it short all those years,
trying to shape you, contain you.
You smile, crooked teeth glinting, so cheesy,
and I remember: we were happiest
when we ran away,
just you and I, lost in our thoughts.
I stare back at the sky and point.
"And that," I murmur.
It makes you giggle. ...
#confessional
#love
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
62 reads
1 Comment
RubysGhost
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2024 7:04am
23rd Nov 2024 7:04am
Guidance
Close your eyes
Forget the smoke
Breathe in fresh air
Girl tell me
How did we get there?
Rain dancing over your hood
Bricks scrape your back
Got your music on blast
They forgot your name
But your words are not mud
Your strength is gilded by blood
You’re seeking guidance in stars
But those stars explode
Believe me when I speak
It’s the beauty in the aftermath
That shapes your bones
Those stars are just one in a million
Destined to end
When there’s nothing left to grasp ...
Forget the smoke
Breathe in fresh air
Girl tell me
How did we get there?
Rain dancing over your hood
Bricks scrape your back
Got your music on blast
They forgot your name
But your words are not mud
Your strength is gilded by blood
You’re seeking guidance in stars
But those stars explode
Believe me when I speak
It’s the beauty in the aftermath
That shapes your bones
Those stars are just one in a million
Destined to end
When there’s nothing left to grasp ...
#death
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
113 reads
3 Comments
RubysGhost
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2024 7:04am
23rd Nov 2024 7:04am
Guidance
Close your eyes
Forget the smoke
Breathe in fresh air
Girl tell me
How did we get there?
Rain dancing over your hood
Bricks scrape your back
Got your music on blast
They forgot your name
But your words are not mud
Your strength is gilded by blood
You’re seeking guidance in stars
But those stars explode
Believe me when I speak
It’s the beauty in the aftermath
That shapes your bones
Those stars are just one in a million
Destined to end
When there’s nothing left to grasp ...
Forget the smoke
Breathe in fresh air
Girl tell me
How did we get there?
Rain dancing over your hood
Bricks scrape your back
Got your music on blast
They forgot your name
But your words are not mud
Your strength is gilded by blood
You’re seeking guidance in stars
But those stars explode
Believe me when I speak
It’s the beauty in the aftermath
That shapes your bones
Those stars are just one in a million
Destined to end
When there’s nothing left to grasp ...
#death
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
113 reads
3 Comments
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