Strength Poems | Examples of Strength Poetry

Dearest reader, I have many secrets But I wont tell you now, I'll wait till you're older Heavens know I have many regrets But I wont tell you now, please wait till I'm bolder There are many things about me you dont know yet But I wont tell you niw as you rhetorically cry on my shoulder There is a version...

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"It was your dress," they replied Was it? The ripped fabric cried The 5-year-old's laughter silenced that day Couldn't even scream, "I'm just a child," and ran away "It was your shorts," they claimed Was it? The torn seams proclaimed The 10-year-old's dreams shattered, flamed Couldn't even cry, "I'm just a girl," with shame "It was your clothes," they blamed Was it? The cloth...

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Every picture I’ve seen of you as a child, You wear your hair in plaits. A stern middle parting and two dark brown braids Falling down on each shoulder. A maypole’s dream. You would do your best to wash them when you could, When shampoo was available, Or even in the single, small bathroom. You would vigorously scrub your face too With...

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Like birds flying high over the world, Words of love never unheard. Loud voices echo through different phases, No mistakes.., Just choices in these mazes. Walking threads, edge tight like a judge, Told me, “Be strong. Don’t budge.” They speak of light at tunnel's end, But what about the road we defend? The morals we bend, The lives we...

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I carried stones inside my chest, Each one a name I could not speak. They built a wall beneath my breast, A fortress made of worn-out ache. I carried rivers in my veins, The floods of all I held too long. They carved their maps through years of strain, A quiet, slow, unspoken song. I carried winters in my bones, The weight of every...

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Could never predict, In any way, What would unfold, Throughout each day. Walking on eggshells, Living in fear, Stuck in survival, Declining every year. Constantly torn between, Fight or flight, Until it erupted, Changing everything overnight. Now or never, Said the voice, Without a doubt, Knew my choice. Didn't know how, I'd ever cope, But never once, Gave up hope. I battled alone, Jumped through hoops, Could never win, Rotating in loops. Assigned to support, Instead got worse, Weighing me down, Like...

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M-oments A-waken R-efined L-ight's Y-earning N-obility, P-ersisting O-ver N-ight’s T-rails I-n G-aze O-f N-ature. ©bfa062125 Monocrostic (Birthday of Marlyn B. Pontigon)...

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Who am I that I can choose To pick from my closet different types of shoes Who am I that my feet are bare When I only wish I had shoes to wear Who am I that I have food Whenever I'm hungry to eat Who am I that I am hungry And for food I have to seek Who am I...

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She smiled in rooms that cracked her spine, where beauty bruised and grace meant lie. They called her calm, not knowing this– each breath she took was clenched like fists. The silence praised was not her peace. It was the cage. She found the keys....

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The Earth isn't dying—no, she's screaming, a sound you've stopped hearing. she cried when girls walked miles for rusted, tainted water, when ancient forests become forgotten, ash–filled pyres, no worn map ever dared to mark. In my homeland, we don't fear the tempest's furious might.  We fear the silence – The hollow echo of empty, cracked wells,  the desolate stretch of barren,...

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A nebulous horizon where old light dies, And silent Shadows from desire's mouth arise. They press against the skin, a whisper in the ear, Yet in their depths, a hidden strength appears. I face their forms, no longer bound by flight, And find my peace in the heart of endless night....

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The world demands identity— a name, a face, a history. But in its grip, you lose your way, and shame is what they make you pay. They drag your truth into the light, then twist it wrong and call it right. They dress you up in guilt and fear, then whisper lies for all to hear. A coin of shadow tempts the soul, Whispers...

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In your heart a candle burns, help its light to grow See how all darkness fades, enabling love to flow Feel how your chest comes to rest, how inner warmth appears, like a kind warm embrace soothing all pain and tears In this warmth your inner light brightens and glows, burning away harsh edges so what no longer serves clears out This reveals you...

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They told her to quiet her thunder– to fold her voice into corners where no one could trip over it. "Girls who speak too much invite war," they warned. So she stitched her lips with threads of fear and politeness, and swallowed storms like rage was a sin girls weren’t sacred enough to carry. They called it grace when she walked like a whisper. They...

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She was a field– soft, wide, aching. He was the match, small but hungry. They met not in spring, but in that breathless hush before things grow– where hope is still half-buried beneath frost. She held the rain like a secret. He wore the fire like a promise He never meant to keep. She broke without a sound He burned like it was prayer. and yet– in the blackened soil, something...

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