Oneself Poems - Poems about Oneself

Believe you can and you're halfway there" - Theodore Roosevelt **************************************************************** Beautiful Shine of Faith ...

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My long weekend trips had changed and ruined, By your early morning text messages. On Saturday, 2025.03.08@03:08:00. You texted me to let me know, It was your birthday, you turned 21+ years old. You also wanted to let me know, The reasons why you stopped saying hello, And all forms of communications. I respected your birthday was a significant event, Happily to celebrate with...

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Neither academic, nor preacher, nor politician, nor judge, But a writer, with a fetish for the act of creation — Not to broadcast my thoughts, or to synthesize critiques for others, But for the vanity of publication, the fleeting pride of being known. As I set the first word down, the tumult in my mind, Mirrors that of a crusader,...

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You only good when you are one with yourself You ever think the world is heaven Universe of existence such unique In our own the kindness turns The heart filled emotions we known Could it be that we are the heaven A mere seed given to natures breath A birth of many creations roam Is...

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I am the storm that lost its own rhythm, laughter flaring, then burning to silence. Your imperfections swagger, and scars that tell unerasable stories. Some days I am a solid stream, unbendable, other days, a forest fire — wild, unrelenting. I falter, I burn too bright, but each autumn leaves a truth inside me. If you read me in bits and pieces, raw...

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BECOMING ONESELF Push yourself to be your best Be outstanding among the rest Choose risk over regret every time To become successful is not a crime Do not allow fear to dictate your future, But let your boldness bring out beautiful picture Make friends who force you to level up Not those who don't care and take you to club Your...

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Do not judge others Deal yourself first before men Mirror yourself then....

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An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars, is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds , scuppered signpost to a fetid human compost, faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant, who might chortle at vivid veil flimsy vacuum, skirt recklessly around bogus symbols, peer behind the squalid limp sodden hedge, mock myopic moribund mist upon boundary...

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Not tethered to a soul, I walk alone, A captain on this course, my heart my own. No master's hand directs my wandering feet, My path unfolds, a tapestry complete. My essence blooms, a garden wild and bright, Unburdened by the rules of borrowed light. My worth is defined by choices, not by name, A symphony of self, a burning flame. With a...

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Honesty isn't linear I'm not being honest with myself That's how it feels to change my mind Certainties are now false calls I could write the rest Quote Aristotle, I almost did But I'm lost in doubt As I start awake when I should sleep Empty, empty, deep, deep Thoughts transpire, let them steep Let it rest, do not keep I'm so scared That's the moment, not...

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Losing the earth under my feet from traveling from place to place on cars, trains and planes and even ships that are in the race Life is exciting with an emotional feel. When do we take or give the steering wheel? Who do we take on a short trip and who do we take on a long journey When do we break...

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Try to picture one who repents. It's like one who oneself repaints Ten liters of paint is lot of money Try to price it: It's not funny. While good and bad paint cost a lot What God just wants is "What we've got." For those who finally repent Your big house lost to a tent; You return all the money lent: Not just like...

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To solve unknown mystery Made more mistake & leads to misery I am lost in a trap Can I take help of Google map Aa naah coz it's just life story One has to tackle it to find its glory Unsolved puzzle is not the real trouble Missing piece are so first burst your Bubble We all wanderers in...

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Death comes to us all I know I am not that dumb I just feel or see no point at this particular time rubbing the fact in This is in fact the second funeral I have been to this week alone It's just that now I am slowly getting older myself It's steadily brought it somehow closer to home That one day...

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We humans, we tend to do a lot of things reflexively as an instinct. If we cannot fight, we flight. When we flight, we spend a majority of our time thinking. We tend to dwell on a lot of bad memories. We tend to grieve on our problems for way too long. And even if...

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