Poems About Vulnerability Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about vulnerability seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
My Diospyros Lotus
Round, lilliputian Diospyros Lotus, bell-shaped
Veiled in scales, a feeble shield
Yearns for its gardeners’ tender care
Nurture it, to grow, fully fledged
The not so divine fruit clings to life’s agony
Roots entrenched in the soil of chaos
Its fragile stem, xylem strained
Carries arid minerals to the leaf bud
I weep for its struggle to survive
Hoping my pearls might help it thrive
Yet all it does is worsen its plight
As it gazes at me with pity
Perhaps I've stifled it,...
Veiled in scales, a feeble shield
Yearns for its gardeners’ tender care
Nurture it, to grow, fully fledged
The not so divine fruit clings to life’s agony
Roots entrenched in the soil of chaos
Its fragile stem, xylem strained
Carries arid minerals to the leaf bud
I weep for its struggle to survive
Hoping my pearls might help it thrive
Yet all it does is worsen its plight
As it gazes at me with pity
Perhaps I've stifled it,...
#flowers
#grief
#hurt #vulnerability
#hurt #vulnerability
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Dove
a feather, soft and delicate, floating
lost to the wind
as the breeze takes control
guiding its path
lost to the wind
as the breeze takes control
guiding its path
#vulnerability
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disarmament
took me decades
to assemble my full armor
layers intricately woven
links fused by smothering pain
lightning flashes of agony
broken trust infusing each plate
all this...poured into its making
until it glowed with inner flames
it is...formidable
so when I disrobe...
removing it
...piece
by
piece...
baring my scarred vulnerability...
it is...
...no...
...small thing
approach...accordingly
to assemble my full armor
layers intricately woven
links fused by smothering pain
lightning flashes of agony
broken trust infusing each plate
all this...poured into its making
until it glowed with inner flames
it is...formidable
so when I disrobe...
removing it
...piece
by
piece...
baring my scarred vulnerability...
it is...
...no...
...small thing
approach...accordingly
#confessional
#vulnerability
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camouflage
I pretend
slap on the mask everyone expects
it's what we do
...isn't it
cover our nudity
our vulnerability
eyes do not always See
truth is...
I
am
not
okay
regardless what my lips might say
I hate to be so weak
but I must caution
tread carefully
look at me crooked
& I will flinch
if your voice rises
tears will flood my eyes
& the burn of holding back
angers me
until I turn away
stepping further into shadows
free to break
into a million scattered...
slap on the mask everyone expects
it's what we do
...isn't it
cover our nudity
our vulnerability
eyes do not always See
truth is...
I
am
not
okay
regardless what my lips might say
I hate to be so weak
but I must caution
tread carefully
look at me crooked
& I will flinch
if your voice rises
tears will flood my eyes
& the burn of holding back
angers me
until I turn away
stepping further into shadows
free to break
into a million scattered...
#confessional
#LifeStruggles
#vulnerability
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4 Comments
am I singing loud enough?
there are buttercups tumbling out of her pockets
& daisies tucked behind an ear
dandelion chain crowns
tied one end to the other
golden links for her hair
& she curls dirt-coated toes
digging anchors into the moss
deep breath of innocence filling her lungs
never closing her eyes for enjoyment
it's a world meant to be seen
with unwitnessed mysteries
the hum of bumble bee wings is a symphony
gentle buzz lifting on the breeze
whispering secrets only she hears
guarding them in her heart
next to her tattered dolls...
& daisies tucked behind an ear
dandelion chain crowns
tied one end to the other
golden links for her hair
& she curls dirt-coated toes
digging anchors into the moss
deep breath of innocence filling her lungs
never closing her eyes for enjoyment
it's a world meant to be seen
with unwitnessed mysteries
the hum of bumble bee wings is a symphony
gentle buzz lifting on the breeze
whispering secrets only she hears
guarding them in her heart
next to her tattered dolls...
#abuse
#anger
#honesty
#SelfWorth
#vulnerability
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double shot of WTF...
I hear it alot
mainly from people who don't really know me
you're so quiet
yeah right...
...If they only knew
it's never quiet in my ADHD mind
& sometimes my thoughts go so fast
they outpace my ability to edit
as I'm struggling with the words
making chaos out of order...no...wait...reverse that...
...see what I mean
before I can lock the thought down...
I realize I've already said it
...oops...
if I open my mouth...
& nothing comes out...
I'm straining to capture the...
mainly from people who don't really know me
you're so quiet
yeah right...
...If they only knew
it's never quiet in my ADHD mind
& sometimes my thoughts go so fast
they outpace my ability to edit
as I'm struggling with the words
making chaos out of order...no...wait...reverse that...
...see what I mean
before I can lock the thought down...
I realize I've already said it
...oops...
if I open my mouth...
& nothing comes out...
I'm straining to capture the...
#ADHD
#anxiety
#confessional
#PTSD
#vulnerability
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Words That Don’t Make Sense
Alone,
She says.
I feel alone,
All the time.
I hear her,
I’m sure of that.
Though I feel like I’m fading,
Fleeting and ungraspable.
Hold me down,
I say.
Do not touch me,
A double negative that doesn’t cancel out.
I want to die,
She says.
Maybe just because she can,
Because she can’t.
I chase her,
She stands still.
Two negatives,
Attracted to the repulsion.
Can I help you.
Like a question,
without the question mark.
...
She says.
I feel alone,
All the time.
I hear her,
I’m sure of that.
Though I feel like I’m fading,
Fleeting and ungraspable.
Hold me down,
I say.
Do not touch me,
A double negative that doesn’t cancel out.
I want to die,
She says.
Maybe just because she can,
Because she can’t.
I chase her,
She stands still.
Two negatives,
Attracted to the repulsion.
Can I help you.
Like a question,
without the question mark.
...
#Autism
#confessional
#vulnerability
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3 Comments
Mediocre Inc.
At what age did you find that mediocre's fine,
In corporate halls where the average thrives?
Playing the game with a heart that's malign,
Ignoring respect for the human lives.
Do just the minimum, meets expectations align,
Why strive for more when the soul rarely jives?
It's all about survival, your mental health's sign,
I'd rather close myself in my shell than live this hell.
In realms where misery loves company well,
I choose my own path, adventures to tell.
No more the facade, no more the corporate spell,
Embracing my...
In corporate halls where the average thrives?
Playing the game with a heart that's malign,
Ignoring respect for the human lives.
Do just the minimum, meets expectations align,
Why strive for more when the soul rarely jives?
It's all about survival, your mental health's sign,
I'd rather close myself in my shell than live this hell.
In realms where misery loves company well,
I choose my own path, adventures to tell.
No more the facade, no more the corporate spell,
Embracing my...
#anxiety
#consumerism
#money
#power
#vulnerability
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A Void Of Nothing
My eyes are peering with sadness ,
through the window frame.
The blades of the curtains
graze my skin.
The sounds of us wailing
in the early hours of the morning.
What we have common is pain.
Inside my bereft mind
Is another agonising absence
My thoughts linger in the shadows
In contention with my sobriety
I wish to carve out a space within this meek soul
Hold you up to your every word
Lay your nakedness over mine
Whisper in the wind
Find me here in my solemn hours
My lips entangled with yours ...
through the window frame.
The blades of the curtains
graze my skin.
The sounds of us wailing
in the early hours of the morning.
What we have common is pain.
Inside my bereft mind
Is another agonising absence
My thoughts linger in the shadows
In contention with my sobriety
I wish to carve out a space within this meek soul
Hold you up to your every word
Lay your nakedness over mine
Whisper in the wind
Find me here in my solemn hours
My lips entangled with yours ...
#honesty
#hope
#love #vulnerability
#love #vulnerability
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1 Comment
Death March
Cold light fills my room
Hurting my eyes with the clinical glare
The white coats and candy stripes flash by my open door
Seeming deaf to my calls for simple compassion
And companions to pass the time with
None will say what I feel in my bones
My time is running short and since they can't help me
They ignore me instead
My breath runs short in my lungs
As hard to breathe out as in
And my body is growing tired from the efforts
And still I feel the urge to smoke
What a fool I was
And am
The man in the bed across the room ...
Hurting my eyes with the clinical glare
The white coats and candy stripes flash by my open door
Seeming deaf to my calls for simple compassion
And companions to pass the time with
None will say what I feel in my bones
My time is running short and since they can't help me
They ignore me instead
My breath runs short in my lungs
As hard to breathe out as in
And my body is growing tired from the efforts
And still I feel the urge to smoke
What a fool I was
And am
The man in the bed across the room ...
#illness
#vulnerability
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Vulnerable
the current world
is a tough place
too much hate
i am vulnerable
and break easily
so many people
are insensitive to
needs of others
and some of us
are an easy prey
to the predators
who shatter us
when someone
harasses attacks
or critiques me i
break like glass
sometimes i wish
there was a sticker
on my face that says
fragile handle with care
is a tough place
too much hate
i am vulnerable
and break easily
so many people
are insensitive to
needs of others
and some of us
are an easy prey
to the predators
who shatter us
when someone
harasses attacks
or critiques me i
break like glass
sometimes i wish
there was a sticker
on my face that says
fragile handle with care
#butterfly
#vulnerability
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Poetry Is My Therapist
I tell you all my secrets
For you, I do not hide
Trusting in the process
Remaking my life
Never knowing what
The next stanza will bring
If I’ll be poetically crying
Or if I will sweetly sing
This write, it is a journey
Through past lives and woes
Trauma that dredges up
Memories morose
Then there are all those times
When I have really pushed through
And rid myself of bad habits
Seeing now with a clearer view
This pulse of life, I ride out
Wonder where it’ll take me next...
For you, I do not hide
Trusting in the process
Remaking my life
Never knowing what
The next stanza will bring
If I’ll be poetically crying
Or if I will sweetly sing
This write, it is a journey
Through past lives and woes
Trauma that dredges up
Memories morose
Then there are all those times
When I have really pushed through
And rid myself of bad habits
Seeing now with a clearer view
This pulse of life, I ride out
Wonder where it’ll take me next...
#healing
#honesty
#PowerOfWords
#vulnerability
#WritingPoetry
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DU Poetry : Poems About Vulnerability Seeking Friendly Advice