Poems About Healing Seeking Honest Critique
#healing
Poems about healing seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
What that dust did
I come from the north side
Then I kept that east known
But I been on my big boy
I call the whole city home
I been trying to guide the kids
Trying to call my city home
Used to feel so lonely but
This ain't a thing I did alone
Universe been proud of me
Like, look at what that dust did
I don't know my own worth
Guess I have to trust it
know that it's a process
Trying not to rush steps
Trying to learn about love
I used to think it suspect
I know you know I walked here
I learned how to fly tho
Look up at the...
Then I kept that east known
But I been on my big boy
I call the whole city home
I been trying to guide the kids
Trying to call my city home
Used to feel so lonely but
This ain't a thing I did alone
Universe been proud of me
Like, look at what that dust did
I don't know my own worth
Guess I have to trust it
know that it's a process
Trying not to rush steps
Trying to learn about love
I used to think it suspect
I know you know I walked here
I learned how to fly tho
Look up at the...
#responsibility
#healing
#determination
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As Time Goes By
(I remember all of this)
For too many years I’ve ran and ran
On treadmills
On dark and lonely boulevards before dawn
I’ve been welcomed by cool breezes and beautiful sunrises
I’ve been greeted by other runners going their way
And then
For months, I’d slide down an idle path
I’ve gone for hours on early morning runs without music
Listening to my breathing
Hearing my thoughts out loud
I’ve also rocked to tunes with beats pounding
Only to run out of breath when the rhythm was too fast
(Gotta find the right...
For too many years I’ve ran and ran
On treadmills
On dark and lonely boulevards before dawn
I’ve been welcomed by cool breezes and beautiful sunrises
I’ve been greeted by other runners going their way
And then
For months, I’d slide down an idle path
I’ve gone for hours on early morning runs without music
Listening to my breathing
Hearing my thoughts out loud
I’ve also rocked to tunes with beats pounding
Only to run out of breath when the rhythm was too fast
(Gotta find the right...
#aging
#responsibility
#healing
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Who I am !
Who I was 20yrs ago is not Who I was 10yrs ago
Who I was 10yrs ago is not Who I am today
Who I am today is not Who I will be tomorrow
Everyday is a new me , every me is A slightly more experienced version of Who I was ,
And this is the only thing that defines Who I am.
To change
I learn
To learn
I listen
To listen
I had to change .
- U53L355
Who I was 10yrs ago is not Who I am today
Who I am today is not Who I will be tomorrow
Everyday is a new me , every me is A slightly more experienced version of Who I was ,
And this is the only thing that defines Who I am.
To change
I learn
To learn
I listen
To listen
I had to change .
- U53L355
#learning
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#healing
#PersonalGrowth
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[[sometimes underground walkways, other times private parking lots]]
[sometimes underground walkways, other times private parking lots]]
We curled into each other,
in the parking lot,
hooked, lined and sinkered,
legs and arms and blankets
where electric lights and Mercedes cars
stayed dry from the wet gloom of the city.
He had a bottle of cheap cider,
they had cigarettes, passed them 'round,
called me the 'Angel',
we found this place as it was an alley away
from the youth centre we went as kids
when we had nowhere else to go.
With no one else to listen,
they taught me...
We curled into each other,
in the parking lot,
hooked, lined and sinkered,
legs and arms and blankets
where electric lights and Mercedes cars
stayed dry from the wet gloom of the city.
He had a bottle of cheap cider,
they had cigarettes, passed them 'round,
called me the 'Angel',
we found this place as it was an alley away
from the youth centre we went as kids
when we had nowhere else to go.
With no one else to listen,
they taught me...
#parent
#teens
#home #healing
#home #healing
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Bed of nails
Nightmares and sweet dreams
or so it always seems
to be one or the other, no middle ground
they say I'm loud when I sleep, too much sound
but it's just my words I could never say
trying to finally see the light of day
the quiet protest that I'm not a carnival freak
just because I'm always laying on my pain so to speak
my own personal bed of nails
everyone's words cutting like a cat o'nine tails
leaving me bloody and raw
despite my size, making me feel small
yes this bed used to be my safe haven
where I could soar...
or so it always seems
to be one or the other, no middle ground
they say I'm loud when I sleep, too much sound
but it's just my words I could never say
trying to finally see the light of day
the quiet protest that I'm not a carnival freak
just because I'm always laying on my pain so to speak
my own personal bed of nails
everyone's words cutting like a cat o'nine tails
leaving me bloody and raw
despite my size, making me feel small
yes this bed used to be my safe haven
where I could soar...
#identity
#learning
#healing
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2024
The year of twenty twenty-four is near
and with it comes a hope for better days.
A time to heal the wounds of yesteryear
and face the future in a brighter gaze
But what will be the challenges ahead?
What trials and tribulations will we face?
Will we be able to overcome the dread
that lingers from the past and leaves a trace?
In nineteen twenty-four, a year of change.
Two men of different fates and different lands:
One breathed his last, the other saw the light
one left a legacy, the other began his fight.
...
and with it comes a hope for better days.
A time to heal the wounds of yesteryear
and face the future in a brighter gaze
But what will be the challenges ahead?
What trials and tribulations will we face?
Will we be able to overcome the dread
that lingers from the past and leaves a trace?
In nineteen twenty-four, a year of change.
Two men of different fates and different lands:
One breathed his last, the other saw the light
one left a legacy, the other began his fight.
...
#LifeStruggles
#TimeHeals
#MovingOn
#healing
#emotions
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Aftermath
The sky is deliciously clear,
a hundred white irises stare down on this,
this dilapidated Eden, this night
where the owl rings clear and the smoke billows steady
from corners of an upturned, chill coloured mouth
pouring out those cups of tears I've been carrying for my sisters,
I don't let on the barrel is heavy,
I don't let on I have no second vessel,
instead I sit on the porch and sing
quietly to the Moon
imagining I could still talk to you,
recognising there were so many tears when I could've
that even ten sisters couldn't carry...
a hundred white irises stare down on this,
this dilapidated Eden, this night
where the owl rings clear and the smoke billows steady
from corners of an upturned, chill coloured mouth
pouring out those cups of tears I've been carrying for my sisters,
I don't let on the barrel is heavy,
I don't let on I have no second vessel,
instead I sit on the porch and sing
quietly to the Moon
imagining I could still talk to you,
recognising there were so many tears when I could've
that even ten sisters couldn't carry...
#sister
#rebirth
#healing #emotions
#healing #emotions
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Healing Love
As Jennifer pressed her lips against Reggie's, she was transported back twenty years to a time of brokenness. She’d planned to end her life but found unexpected solace in Reggie's kindness. He became her anchor pulling her from the depths of despair.
Today, as their lips met in their familiar dance, Jennifer knew her husband's favorite expression of gratitude. And so, when Reggie's hand touched the side of her thigh, her legs spread easily across their marriage bed, happy to accept his incoming love.
Today, as their lips met in their familiar dance, Jennifer knew her husband's favorite expression of gratitude. And so, when Reggie's hand touched the side of her thigh, her legs spread easily across their marriage bed, happy to accept his incoming love.
#love
#healing
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New grates
You're gonna feel a way
When the wind whips at you
In the whirlwind of change
And you're loosening and losing all the things that can't stay
And the wind around the bend begins to howl and bay
And everything unbound loses ground dismayed
Here's something not so secret…
You might feel some pain
That's a symptom of your schisms
You should feel each, they
Show what you really care about,
the realist way,
But anything unreal can't be fake,
And sometimes what's been sealed forsaken,
No heal if no break,
No deal but your...
When the wind whips at you
In the whirlwind of change
And you're loosening and losing all the things that can't stay
And the wind around the bend begins to howl and bay
And everything unbound loses ground dismayed
Here's something not so secret…
You might feel some pain
That's a symptom of your schisms
You should feel each, they
Show what you really care about,
the realist way,
But anything unreal can't be fake,
And sometimes what's been sealed forsaken,
No heal if no break,
No deal but your...
#healing
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Go boldly
Go boldly
"You should run,
gun it across Ditsworthy,
barefoot, down-sunken,
peel off your skins,
the scarves, hats and jumpers,
unleash every wilderness
sheathed by your palms -
where silence goes bleating,
above every birdsong,
whistles through ear-beds,
tongues through your hair
and here, where you're lingering
you'll hear the peace in equilibrium."
"You should run, kid," the old ghosts go calling,
hoarse throats that seldom hold salvation or care,
and so I disrobe, ...
"You should run,
gun it across Ditsworthy,
barefoot, down-sunken,
peel off your skins,
the scarves, hats and jumpers,
unleash every wilderness
sheathed by your palms -
where silence goes bleating,
above every birdsong,
whistles through ear-beds,
tongues through your hair
and here, where you're lingering
you'll hear the peace in equilibrium."
"You should run, kid," the old ghosts go calling,
hoarse throats that seldom hold salvation or care,
and so I disrobe, ...
#freedom
#escape
#healing
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New Age
Water, wash these tears away
Send me to an oasis
Where the drink spills healing power
My heart yearns to heal
As it steps into a new age
The Age of Twenty Six
Send me to an oasis
Where the drink spills healing power
My heart yearns to heal
As it steps into a new age
The Age of Twenty Six
#water
#TimeHeals
#pagan #healing
#pagan #healing
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As Above...
a child and broken
silent and left unspoken
it turns to violence
lost the innocence
lost my hope along the way
lost the willingness to pray
gained the conciousness to say
take my hand or get out of the way
buried in memories we left behind
never seen again, but never far from mind
five into one, one and done, done and gone
sunday morning comes and I'm left alone
lost my wings so could learn to fly
discarded halo only brought glancing eyes
gave in and never looked away
gained the conciousness to say ...
silent and left unspoken
it turns to violence
lost the innocence
lost my hope along the way
lost the willingness to pray
gained the conciousness to say
take my hand or get out of the way
buried in memories we left behind
never seen again, but never far from mind
five into one, one and done, done and gone
sunday morning comes and I'm left alone
lost my wings so could learn to fly
discarded halo only brought glancing eyes
gave in and never looked away
gained the conciousness to say ...
#family
#religion
#healing
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DU Poetry : Poems About Healing Seeking Honest Critique