Confidence Poems | Examples of Confidence Poetry

An empty room filled with silence, I want to remain, I want to dream more. The wind pushes the window wide open filling the room, no longer empty; yet, nobody’s there, dark, cold, empty, middle of nowhere on top of a hill. I can't fly like the flower petals over there. I step outside, and lay on...

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I look in the mirror and what do I see? A stranger, a ghost, pretending to be me. Skin stretched tight on a frame I resent, A body I wear like it’s paying the rent. Eyes that avoid, lips that press thin, A war with the world that’s fought from within. I paint on a face like a mask, like a...

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Racing against time. Sailing the hustle tide. We work where odds outweigh opportunity. We don't follow systems, we make them. Children of the soil, barefoot and unshaken. Belief, the only wealth we ever owned. Pots kept breaking at the doorway, So we removed the doors. We eat what we grow, but we also grow from what we never had. No silver spoons, Just wooden hope and...

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From dusk to dusk, dawn to dawn, My desires and dreams, they do spawn. I manifest the earthly wealth And call to me immortal health. My joy and passion I call to thee, Bring that of which that makes me, me. I am one to love without measure, And receive in gratitude human pleasure. Confidence and strength overflowing in me, I break through the...

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I walk alone where the frost bites deep, Where silence howls and shadows creep. The world forgot me—left me bare, A ghost among the living air. I cry, but echoes mock my plea, No arms, no voice, no sanctuary. Yet still I breathe, though breath feels thin— A...

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You can change the world.! In it by turning.. just one Page at a time.)...

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~PIDGIN ON THE ROOF Holler ya voice git down Talk to me roost, nest, and dance. Talking rooftops their height, providing a safe vantage point Speak out potential threats moral sources. Rest of the outside world understands not their voices Roofs offer shelter from elements speaking nooks and crannies. Speak compassion commandment reactions they ain’t no Jim Dandy Talk to...

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Lyrics by Michael Coy and Jerry Curtis...

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A mind untrained to a state of exquisite harmony, he shares with careful awareness, yet boldly uninhibited. She listens with ease, confident in his direction. Grounded in solitude, her only peace is his presence. Her sanity circles kin, while distancing her from Truth. She plants seeds for them to season; for this, she smiles. A...

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It clung like ivy, patient, green with hunger — wrapped itself around every beam, crept beneath shingles, rooted in the cellar’s damp breath. I mistook it for the house itself — fed it rain, fed it dust, let it climb my windows and press its leaves to the glass until I could no longer see daylight. But rot loosens quietly. One morning the vines lay...

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Do not get carried away with a man testifying about you The fleeting and lying world will dump you soon and leave you cold Hard to explain your loyalty when your eyes are closed Folly game they play, holding to unconfessed sins to do Well, a judgment day will end them anyway One thing is for sure, evil has...

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There was a window by the mango tree,   facing west, where sunlight spilled like secrets.   That’s where I waited,   where I last saw you—   not waving, just walking. The curtains danced even when the wind was still.   They remembered your scent   better than I did. I tried to forget the taste of afternoons   without your laugh in the hallway.   Tried to unhear the sound   of your...

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you guard your words like they're atomic bombs and your worst fears might to come true why isolate yourself the world has so much to offer dreams are worth fighting for reach for the moon instead of worrying someone may steal your shoes AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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Why should we bleakly tread alone? We know our paths are peril-prone. Come dear, let's travel together. Let's dare to face each rough weather. Should we not shun from arrogance? Shouldn't we hold our elegance? Shouldn't games have lines of scrimmage? Shouldn't we loathe our false image? Our fates, like sea-depths, are unknown. Yet, we have our lone moral zone. Though our voyage seems to...

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a peaceful heart with its recurring visions of a bright light at the end of a long tunnel AP: 3rd place 2025...

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