Long Poems About Acceptance
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Long poems about acceptance. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
27th Feb 2021 4:48am
27th Feb 2021 4:48am
"Expert" ... A Poem written by Big Virge 11/4/2017
Now I'm A Man of Words ...
But Am ... NO EXPERT ... !!!!!
On The Matters of The World ...
... Or How They Work ....
I Just Use Verse ...
To Show What I've Learned ...
From What I've Observed ...
About How People Move ...
And What They Will Choose ...
To Believe As Being TRUE ...
So Poetically My Expertise ...
Has Many Themes ...
And MANY Seams ... !!!!
And A CLEAR BELIEF ...
In Freedom of Speech ... !!!
But That DOESN'T Mean ...
That I Know...
But Am ... NO EXPERT ... !!!!!
On The Matters of The World ...
... Or How They Work ....
I Just Use Verse ...
To Show What I've Learned ...
From What I've Observed ...
About How People Move ...
And What They Will Choose ...
To Believe As Being TRUE ...
So Poetically My Expertise ...
Has Many Themes ...
And MANY Seams ... !!!!
And A CLEAR BELIEF ...
In Freedom of Speech ... !!!
But That DOESN'T Mean ...
That I Know...
#men
#relationships
#humankind
#ignorance
#acceptance
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kamododragon
Poem Published
25th Feb 2021 8:52am
25th Feb 2021 8:52am
The art of being real
People today try to be someone and something they ain’t
They try to fit into a world, that is never straight forward
They contort and construct themselves a wall of who they are around them
Many of them, never know what being real means
No one has ever taught anyone the art of being real
Being real is being true to who you are
It’s being more authentic than being someone else
It’s being original and having originality
Why would I want to be someone else when I can just be me
Being someone else take a lot of work
It take a lot of time, that I...
They try to fit into a world, that is never straight forward
They contort and construct themselves a wall of who they are around them
Many of them, never know what being real means
No one has ever taught anyone the art of being real
Being real is being true to who you are
It’s being more authentic than being someone else
It’s being original and having originality
Why would I want to be someone else when I can just be me
Being someone else take a lot of work
It take a lot of time, that I...
#motivational
#inspirational
#LifeGoals
#acceptance
#determination
369 reads
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
7th Feb 2021 4:30am
7th Feb 2021 4:30am
My Poorest Me Pity Party Pout
With the song, "I Did It My Way" playing in the background.
Damn. It
is almost ov
er.
Seven
decades........................Failed my families, failed the
Loves of My Life. And sorriest of all,
failed my children. (the proof
of which.........one of them,
my...
Damn. It
is almost ov
er.
Seven
decades........................Failed my families, failed the
Loves of My Life. And sorriest of all,
failed my children. (the proof
of which.........one of them,
my...
#confessional
#memories
#myself
#acceptance
#emptiness
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red_speck
Poem Published
21st Dec 2020 2:58am
21st Dec 2020 2:58am
Respects.
A violent dance.
Top the flower hills you wait.
A duet of books and empty coffee cups.
It was never a bench for two.
Lovers squeeze and bend rules they should follow.
The unoriginal fashion renegades of skulls and over the counter pills we borrowed.
Yeah, I'm pretty shallow.
Sea of grass, so bold and weak.
Blossoms of death you hold dear,
forget not yet and speak-
"Holes are filled by the lost and make believe. I'm just here for the role of saying I might leave. Never for you to follow, that I do stay and pretend....
Top the flower hills you wait.
A duet of books and empty coffee cups.
It was never a bench for two.
Lovers squeeze and bend rules they should follow.
The unoriginal fashion renegades of skulls and over the counter pills we borrowed.
Yeah, I'm pretty shallow.
Sea of grass, so bold and weak.
Blossoms of death you hold dear,
forget not yet and speak-
"Holes are filled by the lost and make believe. I'm just here for the role of saying I might leave. Never for you to follow, that I do stay and pretend....
#memories
#acceptance
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darkcloud68
Poem Published
26th Oct 2020 3:12am
26th Oct 2020 3:12am
Prisoner
Imagine being locked in a prison, yet there are no cold steel bars, no guards no locks no keys.
No other inmates but you.
No razor wire fences to keep you in. You're free to go wherever you want, you are free to go to beach and wiggle your toes in the sandy ocean. Free to go to the park, mingle with friends and loves ones.
There is no limit to do anything you want to do. Only limit is the freedom to be you. What if your bars are what other people would think of you. Or how they would feel if they can see you. All of you, the things you don't like about yourself ...
No other inmates but you.
No razor wire fences to keep you in. You're free to go wherever you want, you are free to go to beach and wiggle your toes in the sandy ocean. Free to go to the park, mingle with friends and loves ones.
There is no limit to do anything you want to do. Only limit is the freedom to be you. What if your bars are what other people would think of you. Or how they would feel if they can see you. All of you, the things you don't like about yourself ...
#identity
#myself
#acceptance #SelfDiscovery
#acceptance #SelfDiscovery
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
25th Oct 2020 5:50pm
25th Oct 2020 5:50pm
Starving Artist
I drape my lines
In visual signs
Poetic designs
Designed to climb vines
Abstract mental for the minds
I sink and swim in my rhymes
Scuba diving in mental disorders
To cross the borders
Of many poetry hoarders
A stepping stone of brick and mortars
Overstepping my boundaries
In subliminal foundries
Questioning all that I write
Whether wrong or right
In the day or the night
A continuous fight
Revamping to shine bright
Proving myself to the might
Every line
I design
Is looking to find
Itself...
In visual signs
Poetic designs
Designed to climb vines
Abstract mental for the minds
I sink and swim in my rhymes
Scuba diving in mental disorders
To cross the borders
Of many poetry hoarders
A stepping stone of brick and mortars
Overstepping my boundaries
In subliminal foundries
Questioning all that I write
Whether wrong or right
In the day or the night
A continuous fight
Revamping to shine bright
Proving myself to the might
Every line
I design
Is looking to find
Itself...
#motivational
#escape
#acceptance
#determination
#risk
16 reads
12 Comments
DystopianMelody
Poem Published
20th Oct 2020 12:15pm
20th Oct 2020 12:15pm
Intentions
Could you please
At least
Spit first
Before the thought of you
Within me
Unfurls itself
Rising from the depths of my gut
Slime and fetid stench
Coming to rest at the back of my throat
Settling just beneath the bile
To keep me on my toes
You
My noose
In one way or another
How do I subvert the purpose of the rope
Around my neck
When the reaching of my hands
Loses its meaning
And the lighthouse of my soul has begun to lean
In storm winds it wasnt built to withstand
But...
At least
Spit first
Before the thought of you
Within me
Unfurls itself
Rising from the depths of my gut
Slime and fetid stench
Coming to rest at the back of my throat
Settling just beneath the bile
To keep me on my toes
You
My noose
In one way or another
How do I subvert the purpose of the rope
Around my neck
When the reaching of my hands
Loses its meaning
And the lighthouse of my soul has begun to lean
In storm winds it wasnt built to withstand
But...
#hate
#LifeGoals
#MovingOn
#acceptance
#SelfDiscovery
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Shadow_wood5487
Poem Published
6th Oct 2020 11:54pm
6th Oct 2020 11:54pm
Ballad Of Life
My soul has been searching the broken dreams of forgiving
The blues in my eyes have thawed into never forgetting
I’ve let you punk my hope with promises you never keep
A metal razor blade that has cut sympathy way too deep
As the rock rolled down the steep hill of this madness
It left me at rock bottom with a A cappella of sadness
Now I’m here singing the gospel of a spirit that keeps fading
I will continue to rap myself into the warmth of sating
This is the music of my pulsating heart ...
The blues in my eyes have thawed into never forgetting
I’ve let you punk my hope with promises you never keep
A metal razor blade that has cut sympathy way too deep
As the rock rolled down the steep hill of this madness
It left me at rock bottom with a A cappella of sadness
Now I’m here singing the gospel of a spirit that keeps fading
I will continue to rap myself into the warmth of sating
This is the music of my pulsating heart ...
#LifeStruggles
#MovingOn
#acceptance
#healing
#music
391 reads
1 Comment
ravibabygirl
Poem Published
6th Oct 2020 3:35am
6th Oct 2020 3:35am
to my fifteen year old self
i just wanted to talk
to heal both you and me for what is about to come
lets go for a walk
we cant change whats going to be done
you are already getting to know a guy that is bad for you
you bought into the bad boy image
your curious I get it
you don't know what kind of monster he will become
he will cheat and lie
he expects you to stay pure and innocent
just so he can get by
he will listen to friends
he will spend months away from you
its going to be toxic on and off relationship
he will make you...
to heal both you and me for what is about to come
lets go for a walk
we cant change whats going to be done
you are already getting to know a guy that is bad for you
you bought into the bad boy image
your curious I get it
you don't know what kind of monster he will become
he will cheat and lie
he expects you to stay pure and innocent
just so he can get by
he will listen to friends
he will spend months away from you
its going to be toxic on and off relationship
he will make you...
#redemption
#escape
#acceptance #healing
#acceptance #healing
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2 Comments
Shadow_wood5487
Poem Published
27th Aug 2020 2:24am
27th Aug 2020 2:24am
Truth Destroys Guilt
I’m throwing you lies & betrayal out a five story window
As I watch it break the spine of your volatile ego
Take this semi truck & then steam roll over it
Circle a block & comeback to run it over again
Then with a push of a button I detonate that building
Just so I can see it crumble down all over your bullshit
This is when I let truth destroys guilt
This is where I slit my empathy’s throat
This is how I poison all of your toxicity
This is the end & this is how a care says goodbye
...
As I watch it break the spine of your volatile ego
Take this semi truck & then steam roll over it
Circle a block & comeback to run it over again
Then with a push of a button I detonate that building
Just so I can see it crumble down all over your bullshit
This is when I let truth destroys guilt
This is where I slit my empathy’s throat
This is how I poison all of your toxicity
This is the end & this is how a care says goodbye
...
#anger
#breakup
#MovingOn
#acceptance
#healing
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eswaller
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2020 3:50pm
23rd Aug 2020 3:50pm
Steps Forward (Without You)
It is hard imaging you not being here
Right now, but for both of us I have to
Walk towards a better tomorrow, one
Foot in front of the other like you have
Always taught me. You always steer
Me, not in the direction where you
Were laid to rest, but where the sun
Still shines the brightest. Your valve
And battery decided to give up, but
I will keep living. I will keep thriving if
It means I can still remember you and
Your smiles. I never knew it was love
Until I saw your eyes and in this rut
You held...
Right now, but for both of us I have to
Walk towards a better tomorrow, one
Foot in front of the other like you have
Always taught me. You always steer
Me, not in the direction where you
Were laid to rest, but where the sun
Still shines the brightest. Your valve
And battery decided to give up, but
I will keep living. I will keep thriving if
It means I can still remember you and
Your smiles. I never knew it was love
Until I saw your eyes and in this rut
You held...
#love
#MovingOn
#acceptance
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8 Comments
LaRochelleRaven
LaRochelle
LaRochelle
Poem Published
19th Aug 2020 10:56pm
19th Aug 2020 10:56pm
I AM
I AM...
I am an addict, and I have been to some fucked up places in life. I have been hurt and I hurt others, I became what I hated and betrayed myself countless times. I was the Judge, Jury and Executioner of all around me. Nothing anybody did to me was worse than what I did to myself and the false salvation I found in a substance kept me blind to the endless darkness I was entering into more and more with each intake.
I used to love being outside, suddenly the sun was too bright. I used to love climbing trees and playing in the mud. Suddenly I couldn't even see the...
I am an addict, and I have been to some fucked up places in life. I have been hurt and I hurt others, I became what I hated and betrayed myself countless times. I was the Judge, Jury and Executioner of all around me. Nothing anybody did to me was worse than what I did to myself and the false salvation I found in a substance kept me blind to the endless darkness I was entering into more and more with each intake.
I used to love being outside, suddenly the sun was too bright. I used to love climbing trees and playing in the mud. Suddenly I couldn't even see the...
#identity
#myself
#acceptance
#choices
#SelfWorth
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