Body Image Poems | Examples
These Body Image poems are examples of Image poems about Body. These are the best examples of Image Body poems written by international poets.
societal obsessions lead to drastic measures to be gracile so often end in death
.
they never
shake
slither'n south
slide'n
yourn pretty
excitits
"She looks just like you!"
They say, and I beam!
But they're saying much more
than their saying seems…
For I'd never say to her
what I constantly say to me…
("You don't measure up,
you can't be enough!
You're ugly, you're stupid,
just keep your mouth shut!")
My mind in shock,
my heart so hurt,
To even think about speaking
so harshly to her.
So, a good lesson learned,
to see me in her eyes…
I will love myself more
and not criticize.
The years have worn my body down:
and soon, I'll breathe my final breath.
Life has left me tired and rundown,
and yet, I'm not afraid of Death:
though, I'll meet my end with a frown.
Lately, time has been running fast:
and my bones are getting fragile.
So many of my friends have passed
I thank God that I'm still agile:
though I don't expect that to last.
Fate has not been overly kind:
yet, overall, life has been good.
With a positive frame of mind;
Life feels real, not Hollywood:
I'll regret leaving it behind.
I will miss humanity's grace
and the unique sound of laughter.
Memories my death will erase,
can't join me in the hereafter:
but till then, they're mine to embrace.
Flex
Body Perfection
Define
Pain into gain
Train
Workout Principles
Strategies
Posing mobility
Nutrition
Genuine results
Full length mirrors
No distractions
No short cuts
Intensity bound
Muscle rise into extension
Stage presentation
Competition representation
Bodybuilding in full galore
A Bodybuilder who trains is confident and sure
Mockery Ignore
Mind Control
Destiny for a Bodybuilding Contest win
Awards
Trophy
butterfly
beautiful colorful
fluttering flight flying
brightly powdered embossed colors
worm like body
crawling walking
caterpillar
12/7/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
reversing polarity totally
we become the bliss flame
delighting in piercing form
meticulously cleansing sins*
(*a euphemism for ignorance)
illuminating decaying body
and igniting toroidal heart
we see deluded ego identity
apprehensive feeling bliss
being magnetism unknown
and so we comfort the ego
by taking it up Jacob’s ladder
step by step till it recognises
that all that is is Self alone
Paintings, or surreal, today's tattoos
form complex, phenomenal works of art.
And unlike traditional blacks or blues,
artists blend pigments that pop from the start.
It's worth a little clenching and wincing
to gain that light-and-shadow interplay.
Art, so realistic and convincing,
tats are on another level today.
No longer fading away to a bruise,
futuristic shades ink modern pieces.
And tattoo artists today free their muse
to create magnificent masterpieces.
Today, body tattoos are more refined;
human canvases crave to be unique.
Exhibiting inks that will blow your mind,
their skin hosts the artist's latest technique.
Upon achieving a state of deep meditation,
I step outside of perceived reality;
feeling like my soul's been lightly
kissed by a passing breeze of awakening.
My mind merges with the universal aura
tethered to a profound awareness of "I am."
And as my heart and soul conjoin,
I become one with all
there is, ever was, and ever will be;
as I experience enlightenment,
nirvana and love, simultaneously.
Leaving my physical body behind,
my mind is astroprojected
at the speed of thought;
through time and space.
To a place beyond Death,
where all life connects;
and my soul feels at peace, in tune with time.
John Gould Fletcher an 'Amygist'
With Pulitzer Prize he did astound
sadly in a pond his body was found
MOON HEARTS PASSIONATE LIGHT-
For my passionate night
So shines the moonlight
Gestured passionate
As you are
Moon shines on your body
Sun has set beyond its reach
Up in the skies lunar smiles
Dazzling are your eyes
As shall you illuminate
So is your smile desolate
Beautiful the moonlit night
Just as you are, Moon hearts passionate light
11/2/2022
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Worry no more? distress no more? Dreams deferred are temporarily setbacks
long term? Obstacles vocalizes unanswered thoughts often steers worry
comparison to fears to questioning. unfolds one psyche, and one's validity
constantly seeking, inhales, exhales worry no more? release, breathe,
pursuing solace.
slowly releasing worry until one's peace of mind, body and soul calmly at ease.
Fellow travelers, an itch I'd like to scratch with you:
'His corpse was riddled with bullets' is a real head-scratcher.
Does it imply that either the corpse or the bullets were body-snatchers?
I know. I know. I'm supposed to picture lots of bullet holes in his corpse.
But why 'riddled?' What's the puzzle here?
I don't get it. Maybe you do. If so, please leave me a note, my dear.
God gave me two hands to serve Him
a heart to sense His Presence
a mind to realize that ~
While I cannot understand Him
I am yet fashioned of His Essence
If I were to look into your windows,
Would I see your spirit man watching;
Would he be at peace with himself;
Would he be praising in luminous;
On his spiritual knees head tilled back;
Mouth open praising God just that;
or would he be eye to eye
Mirrors unfold seeing scenes untold;
Mouths voicing shouts never uphold;
I am hearing the faint the bold;
I smell the fever of Lucifer;
Inner man, spirit man;
Soul set and being, truest man;
Your inner self so contains your truest remains;
I now be at peace with himself;
I am he praising in luminously;
On my spiritual knees head tilled back;
Mouth open praising God just that;
Now as I am would be eye to eye;
6/27/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©