Self Talk Poems - Poems about Self Talk

The relentless enemy, from a trench, Wages psychological war. Against the barrage, your teeth clench As he fires shots you can't ignore. You are not good enough; you must do more. You are inadequate, for sure. Better yet, don't get up from the floor. You're bound to fail, simple and pure. Your foe escalates with a...

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Harry was lowborn. He felt ashamed and subnormal. Hapless, luckless, useless his parents told him. His self-talk was negative. Loser, fool, creep. Sally fell in love with Harry. She saw his goodness, his empathy, his compassion. She did her best to build him up. But he could not change his opinion of himself. She was good. He was bad. It would not be fair to...

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A observer of people in this Society I've notice routinely have conversations within themselves are etched crazy. Self Talk Is it because it seems no one cares to listen? Or one is to preoccupied within themselves. Self Talk Exhausted maybe? because of one's hidden agendas presumably? Self Talk Someone once said Self Talk is an...

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It's the internal dialogue within one's mind with oneself to guide. It's that thought what stops, diminishes one’s desire to take correct steps. It spoils confidence in one's ability to reach the potential. To stop negative self talks, needs to fend them off by change of thoughts flow. Need to substitute them with more positive suggestions . ~X~X~X~ Poetic Form:: Haiku Sonnet The basic premise of the haiku sonnet is simple: 4...

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when loneliness converts to solitude emptiness grants company for heartfelt contemplation complements Yin with Yang without chatter and restlessness silence speaks volumes as I listen to my tune 24th March 2021...

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Relax It is only for this time that we live testing the fiber of our faith Repeat All of life will be satisfied from butterfly to bee. My gods got it. Let go. 5/7/20 Let the Pens Flow - Butterfly Cinquain Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Jenish Somadas ...

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The blindfold slips away under currents of corrosive tears Shadows line myopic eyes in blistering haze Cataracts melt sightless accusations and brooding incisions A flickering candle waxes and wanes the stare Monosyllabic lines dance repetitions in the moribund chorus Sound out how far boundaries of sanity refrain A masked persona reverberates and berates piercing doubts Red hot pokers reveal a babble of...

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The voice you hear the most Holds the most power, And what it says Is the most important. Kale Brereton April 10, 2019 www.thefreethinkinghuman.com...

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Hold me down, then watch me rage. Hold me back, I'll disengage. Control me, and I'll just rebel. Challenge me, I will excel. Simplify me, but I'm complicated. Fitting in is overrated. You can't limit me with your low expectations. My confidence matches my high aspirations. I'll stand out despite your suppression. I can't blend in. I am the exception. Knock me down and leave me with bruises. I'll rebound from...

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In my head is a little green monster who wants to put me down. He has a pointed purple tail, and he wears an angry frown. He says such mean things to me, he used to keep me mad and sad. Now when he starts up, I barely hear him, and this is rather rad. He used to call...

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It is impossible, your morose self says. Do not try it. You will fail. Your joyful self laughs at morose's silliness. We can! She says. We do! We will! Let's start this second. But wait, sad sack morose self says. Do I not get a say? You already did, joyful self reminds him. Usurping him in every way. Thank God!...

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Playing poem-making today. Twisting my brains into position. They are resisting in no way, realizing grown up Caren is in charge here. I start a little gorilla missive. It is going along nicely, and I am humming the rhythm. Pleased with myself. Suddenly two of my childhood dendrites grab it, throwing roller skates on it. They turn my darling purple...

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Thousand thoughts rummage the grey fluff. Gloomy, godawful voices thump in self-talk "I'm an idiot, a loser,...... it's all my fault". Autopsies of the past, tear my flesh, Regrets of a decade, devour my heart. Rant of betrayals suffocate my breath. Capricious sentiments egg me to a wreck. Loud conch shells stalk me in heavy weight. I sink in the abyss of "What'll...

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Today was pink yellow and orange. Started out red and purple Concentrating on sore throat Oh woe is me I am unhappy Why me? Remained dour for hours Until I forced myself to pinken By picking up a canvas Lost in the colors for a few hours Forgetting my sore throat Orange on my finger now Coaxes a smile as I Remember the yellows And oranges that...

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Crazy Kooky Silly Charming Fabulous fantastical maker Seated on self-discovery throne...

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