Best Self Pride Poems

“we woke up early one morn, ego shorn
it felt as though we were in form reborn
nodes within stirred, boundaries blurred
our head and heart, with love concurred”
(line of inquiry)

Tears fell upon a senseless blank page,
as self-pride suppressed dark vents of rage.
We become silent when words don't engage,
until...

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The scorpions creeping out from words slowly, acutely framing
where judgement claims the higher position unconditionally 
lone vulture hanging over its unsuspecting prey ready to pounce 
once so blind ambitions reverberates back as unqualified honours least deserved 

Pompous narcissistic elements with nonsensical fruitless talent 
held within...

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It is for sure, not springtime here
Shorter days now how bare His trees.
And looking back draws eyes to tear
For waste and loss of all my greed.

To sail the seas and not return
My ship sinks in the straight of dire.
Its keel has split, its hull to...

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The scorpions creeping out from words slowly, acutely framing
where judgement claims the higher position unconditionally 
lone vulture hanging over its unsuspecting prey ready to pounce 
once so blind ambitions reverberates back as unqualified honours least deserved 

Pompous narcissistic elements with nonsensical fruitless talent 
held within...

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You grieved his soul when you stormed out that day;
Such vitriol re-echoed in your wake.
To spurn a father’s love and walk away
Was more than his poor aching heart could take.

You squandered his benevolence in vain
For passing pleasures brought no lasting joy,
Regarded his wise counsel with...

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Drained of words. 
The flow has ceased and the imagination is bled dry of originality. 
I'm left flipping through my past 
Scratched in ink across these pages. 

Thoughts long forgotten seemingly infantile, 
Paling in comparison to anything that's recently infested my mind. 
I sit in...

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~The Book~
 ( Narrative / Short Story)


 Shhh...Be quiet! please...or you'll wake up everyone...

 Did you see what that young man did all this evening at the table while taking some of his notes?
 Yes, sure we did, and so what? a volume of 'Poetry...

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Checking for precept in déjà vu preview
Abstaining from the way monkeys do

Building a meaningful relationship with you
Will you be a precept of Adam’s rib come into view

The concept of fleshly rib is just not déjà vu 
 No logic of flesh has ever been true...

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Before I die, a million tears will crystallize.
Solid as sodium chloride, holding my breath I visualize.
Going through my journey, I am thankful for the life before me.
Appreciation and recognition I rise in value and price, awareness of my life purpose.
It was all destine, and predetermine.
Before...

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Tippy toeing across the desert sand cracked Cement stepping stone road

We venture towards The blooming onion bonfire that Rises like a medusa’s hair in a galaxy fueled by the heat of a dying star

The raindrops roll down my china doll cheeks

Makes my hair glisten like...

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Shhh...Be quiet! please...or you'll wake up everybody... 

Did you see what that young man did all this evening at the table while taking  some of his notes? 
Yes, sure we did, and so what? a "Poetry for a Lifetime" replied quietly. 

After all, we...

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Self control 
When a man lacks
Self control 
He lacks 
Self pride 

So start from here 
If you ever think of 
Change....

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Ferry me furiously further 
from the furnace of self chaste 
and river of man -hope,
The island of feigned wellness,
The high-horse of self-pride;
 hangman of pure-heart. 


What's the shame in weakness?
What's the shame in weeping?
What's the fault in falling?
The tussle to stay afloat 
keeps the mind on its toes
The...

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self pride
a wall standing
between free resources 
and your babies hungering eyes
torn down

beggers
spout civil rights
their misfortune you see 
begs atonement by sacrifice
your cash

A recent survey shows the average 
beggar takes home $150-$200 a day.  
Most of them just consider it “their job”

© Apr 14 2011...

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Author Note:  Anapestic tetrameter: two unstressed syllables followed by a 
stressed syllable.


So I queried some poets who dance 'cross our pages,
With such lightness and patterns and passion-filled phrases.
"When your guidance is sought by one earnest and wide-eyed,
Do you deign to reply just to prop...

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