Poems about Healing
#healing
Poems about healing and therapy. Poetry about making progress in life and becoming healthy, healing physically or mentally from past traumas.
NP_NP
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 4:54pm
18th Dec 2024 4:54pm
Four Crows
He parks to deliver an Amazon package,
while I sit quietly in the passenger seat.
My eyes catch Four Crows swirling above,
a whispered sign—I'm on the right path.
Dreams replay like cryptic riddles,
their hidden messages teasing my soul.
I walk slower now, ears attuned
to the daemon within,
a voice others name ancestor or guardian.
So tread lightly when you approach me.
Choose your words like delicate threads—
if it's war you seek,
you'll wage it against yourself,
not with me.
I dreamed of darkness...
while I sit quietly in the passenger seat.
My eyes catch Four Crows swirling above,
a whispered sign—I'm on the right path.
Dreams replay like cryptic riddles,
their hidden messages teasing my soul.
I walk slower now, ears attuned
to the daemon within,
a voice others name ancestor or guardian.
So tread lightly when you approach me.
Choose your words like delicate threads—
if it's war you seek,
you'll wage it against yourself,
not with me.
I dreamed of darkness...
#healing
#learning
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfDiscovery
#spiritual
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disDain
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 10:34pm
17th Dec 2024 10:34pm
Up And At ’Em
Up and at ‘em…When I just wanna sleep
As luck would have it, I can only fathom having this peace…
Some imagined reprieve, that I could handle with ease, to turn the war and win the battle in me…
Dear Lord,
I plead for more…From the ground floor to soar
High from a balcony, where ancient alchemy’s released
Confounding winds with a baffling breeze
I dabble in these
Within my rabble-rousing skin
My spirit calls for action and the grappling begins…
Through the lens of these esoteric factions
Lives the fractious…Not enamored...
As luck would have it, I can only fathom having this peace…
Some imagined reprieve, that I could handle with ease, to turn the war and win the battle in me…
Dear Lord,
I plead for more…From the ground floor to soar
High from a balcony, where ancient alchemy’s released
Confounding winds with a baffling breeze
I dabble in these
Within my rabble-rousing skin
My spirit calls for action and the grappling begins…
Through the lens of these esoteric factions
Lives the fractious…Not enamored...
#determination
#healing
#motivational
#MyInspiration
#PersonalGrowth
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 10:16am
17th Dec 2024 10:16am
Untitled for some reason
sometimes I would walk to the kitchen, coffee mug in hand
forget why it was I had found myself in the kitchen
perhaps it was the howling winds loud knocking on the door?
regarding clothes, treat yourself never comes to mind
the rags I wear, stay on me for days
or... till they fall apart in the end
sometimes I might run a scalding bath, fall asleep till the water is icey
often times I will fill the water back up, nice and hot
drifting off just above the water line flirting with buoyancy
forget why it was I had found myself in the kitchen
perhaps it was the howling winds loud knocking on the door?
regarding clothes, treat yourself never comes to mind
the rags I wear, stay on me for days
or... till they fall apart in the end
sometimes I might run a scalding bath, fall asleep till the water is icey
often times I will fill the water back up, nice and hot
drifting off just above the water line flirting with buoyancy
#healing
#PTSD
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 2:36pm
16th Dec 2024 2:36pm
Again we pick scabs
pooled wax sits the faint last few flickers of the candle
scented ? or perhaps unscented sorrow
however do you like coffee
steaming hot espresso or iced cold latte?
a train passes by on a frost bitten winters day
the station briefly frozen in time
prompt though the next train
only the passengers know their true destination
years pass by
or was it the changing of winter to spring
back again to pitfalls wandering through glaciers
laying dormant await the...
scented ? or perhaps unscented sorrow
however do you like coffee
steaming hot espresso or iced cold latte?
a train passes by on a frost bitten winters day
the station briefly frozen in time
prompt though the next train
only the passengers know their true destination
years pass by
or was it the changing of winter to spring
back again to pitfalls wandering through glaciers
laying dormant await the...
#depression
#healing
#PTSD
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 12:30pm
16th Dec 2024 12:30pm
Better Days
Golden willow weeping lowly
in the wind and swaying slowly
the sun shall paint your leaves ablaze
a guiding light to better days
Brightly shining magical star
meeting us always where we are
on the surface a passion's fire
in flames of hope that we desire
I am the willow weeping now
please rest your light on troubled brow
so longing to feel warmth again
that turns the lip to subtle grin
Until I smile now facing east
and from this pain I am released
to bask within her warming rays
my guiding light to...
in the wind and swaying slowly
the sun shall paint your leaves ablaze
a guiding light to better days
Brightly shining magical star
meeting us always where we are
on the surface a passion's fire
in flames of hope that we desire
I am the willow weeping now
please rest your light on troubled brow
so longing to feel warmth again
that turns the lip to subtle grin
Until I smile now facing east
and from this pain I am released
to bask within her warming rays
my guiding light to...
#healing
#peace
#sun
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UbiquitousVoid
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 6:27am
16th Dec 2024 6:27am
OVERCOME
Within sleep, unspoken scars
All that's left are bleak memoirs
Plugged the wounds with every smile
And words kept brief
Laid to rest beneath the dirt
In a land I'll not return
Lies a corpse of hope resiled
That haunts my dreams
Ripping through the calmest scene
There's a storm that beckons me
This malice from darkness birthed
'Round every turn
In these halls that ebb and flow
Every person seems to know
The same emptiness that burns
Each gaze averts
All reasons aside
Something in me...
All that's left are bleak memoirs
Plugged the wounds with every smile
And words kept brief
Laid to rest beneath the dirt
In a land I'll not return
Lies a corpse of hope resiled
That haunts my dreams
Ripping through the calmest scene
There's a storm that beckons me
This malice from darkness birthed
'Round every turn
In these halls that ebb and flow
Every person seems to know
The same emptiness that burns
Each gaze averts
All reasons aside
Something in me...
#healing
#hope
#strength
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 11:59am
15th Dec 2024 11:59am
Tears in my eyes
The elders say that we have the ability to manifest, that which you can see and feel, if you can only believe in your faith. 🙏 THAT we all are connected in one way or another.. 🤨 For sure it's strange how we are connected by a force feeding us emotions, from far away in a destination that we've never been before in our lives. For I woke up this morning 😔 with tears in my own eyes not really knowing WHY... Yet I felt it necessary to write these unspoken words, ✍️ down to someone some where some place needs to hear, these words of encouragement and support...
#fate
#healing
#LifeChangingMoment
#PersonalGrowth
#StreamOfConsciousness
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brokentitanium
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k.
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 1:15am
15th Dec 2024 1:15am
Child
I was a child
the brunt of jokes
too young to understand the laughter
torn between humiliation and need for attention
I was a child
defenseless, confused
too young to understand my body’s reactions
torn between shame and need for affection
I was a child
hiding, unprotected
too young to understand the rage was not my fault
torn between fear and need for acceptance
I was a child
hurt, neglected
too young
torn
I was a child.
.
the brunt of jokes
too young to understand the laughter
torn between humiliation and need for attention
I was a child
defenseless, confused
too young to understand my body’s reactions
torn between shame and need for affection
I was a child
hiding, unprotected
too young to understand the rage was not my fault
torn between fear and need for acceptance
I was a child
hurt, neglected
too young
torn
I was a child.
.
#abuse
#anger
#healing
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 3:10pm
14th Dec 2024 3:10pm
Harmony mix with Peace
It's another day here on earth 🌎 that I am here by myself in this atmosphere of no time only space. as I let the entire world slowly slip away from my mind and heart and soul. For AS I am looking around this very transition, is a welcome site to find out here in natures beauty, as it is surroundings me yet
I can relate to this day as I continue to pray. 🙏 Thanks again for another day in my life and world, 🌎 that I've been blessed to see another day on this earth. For sure I am grateful and thankful and blessed, to have this opportunity for a righteous blessing....
I can relate to this day as I continue to pray. 🙏 Thanks again for another day in my life and world, 🌎 that I've been blessed to see another day on this earth. For sure I am grateful and thankful and blessed, to have this opportunity for a righteous blessing....
#healing
#kindness
#LifeChangingMoment
#StreamOfConsciousness
#uplifting
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 7:52pm
13th Dec 2024 7:52pm
keeping Self in check
one of the most difficult...
...& most valuable...
lessons I've had to learn in healing
is not letting my own wounds
become someone else's damage
turning the sharp edge of my pain
...away
because emotional injury...
...is something we cannot undo
& apologies don't mend the ache
the scar will always remain
just as mine exist
so too will theirs
& what if...
mine was one strike too many...
...& most valuable...
lessons I've had to learn in healing
is not letting my own wounds
become someone else's damage
turning the sharp edge of my pain
...away
because emotional injury...
...is something we cannot undo
& apologies don't mend the ache
the scar will always remain
just as mine exist
so too will theirs
& what if...
mine was one strike too many...
#confessional
#healing
#honesty #MentalHealth
#honesty #MentalHealth
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
11th Dec 2024 10:03am
11th Dec 2024 10:03am
Meaningful title inserted
it's two am
slept
maybe an hour
two uninterrupted dreamers
laying undisturbed
enter the muse
tangoing into the mind's eye
quickening the pace
flowing coffee
freshly brewed as scant offering
she summons me
wounds still fresh in the blistering sun
yet to scar over
still puss and scab
sorrows embrace of sadness grips me
still the door creaks, opened by her
drawing from the joint
gently she guides me
my smoke shadow, mere illusion
...
slept
maybe an hour
two uninterrupted dreamers
laying undisturbed
enter the muse
tangoing into the mind's eye
quickening the pace
flowing coffee
freshly brewed as scant offering
she summons me
wounds still fresh in the blistering sun
yet to scar over
still puss and scab
sorrows embrace of sadness grips me
still the door creaks, opened by her
drawing from the joint
gently she guides me
my smoke shadow, mere illusion
...
#healing
#PTSD
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Her
Poem Published
11th Dec 2024 3:07am
11th Dec 2024 3:07am
Untitled III
Is there freedom
In giving up or giving in?
Is there freedom
In letting life win?
Letting go
Letting everything just…be
All I ever wanted
Was to be free
In giving up or giving in?
Is there freedom
In letting life win?
Letting go
Letting everything just…be
All I ever wanted
Was to be free
#despair
#disappointment
#healing
#PTSD
#shame
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