Determination Self Poems | Examples
These Determination Self poems are examples of Self poems about Determination. These are the best examples of Self Determination poems written by international poets.
Stand firm though winds may try to break your will,
Dare to begin where endings cast their shade.
Endings are myths that stubborn minds distill,
Sow your own path though doubts may leave you frayed.
Withstand the tide, for even storms grow still,
Drive your soul where inner truth is laid.
Never allow others to make life less than what you want yours to be!
Written October 5, 2022
Legs pumping, muscles screaming
Eyes transfixed, seeing but not seeing,
Mind wandering sometimes dreaming
Heart thumping, loudly beating.
Body glistening, pace increasing,
No thought other than just breathing,
Inner voice gently pleading,
It's against me that you're competing.
Hardened gaze, resolve seeking
Any thought of slowing down but fleeting,
End in sight, goal achieving,
In determination solely now believing.
Then it’s done, smile seeping
Hands on thighs, tension fast releasing,
Time to rest, morning breeze fast cooling,
A sense of private purpose sweeping.
This day’s success a moment surely fleeting,
Yet little tops this burst of joyful feeling.
Self-expression is dependent upon personality
We can only really be who we are deep inside,
Some folks by their nature defy conventionality.
There are folks who can set inner nature aside
And, with strong determination, choose to be
Whatever they want to be with enormous pride.
I am thinking, specifically, of people in comedy
Who are hurting deep inside, but never show it;
Perhaps, never realizing it, do not seek a remedy.
We can all think of sad, sad cases this shoe fits,
It always behooves us to look below the surface
What’s going on beneath all the glamor and glitz?
I suspect this may lead to some who will deface
Others merely wear jeans instead of fancy lace.
Written July 29, 2022
Day by day, our lives are worn away
That is nature, needs no undue fuss
But let it be by things we choose to do
And not by things unwilling done to us
And when it seems, the last of Springs
has blossomed in my garden
A barren wasteland now resides
like sins without a pardon
The emptiness that that floods my heart
seems never to be shaken
A dream that haunts me in the night
from which i can’t awaken
It’s then and only then, I learn
just what it is that makes me
For strength is not dependent on
a whim that just forsakes me
Though gardens whither in our lives
and sorrow grows to follow
It means not that the rest of days
are destined to be hollow
Though giving up is easy when
the best seems far behind me
Determination stays the rain
and soon the sun will find me
Gathering around the blues of life,
Grey clouds signifying defeat and strife.
Thunder and lightning, synonymous with the struggle long.
Fire within burning like the determination strong.
Cold rain pouring on the wounds that burn,
Soothing within, yet kindling the fire, the fire to learn.
The lessons of life and scars of fights,
Bearing witness to your strength.
Evolving, building up and retaining your trait clement.
As the rain satiates the thirst of the Earth,
The penchant for learning quenches my yearning for growth.
The rain of wisdom blooming in my soul.
Taking me towards the light from the dark black hole.
Ahead
Lies a journey,
One meant for unwavering determination
She is ready;
She is not afraid
For the path is already made
Ready to discover more of herself
Walking confidently in her purpose
With strength in each step
if I know,
Not really though,
I don't even trust my judgement as far as I can throw.
What the hell do I know?
I mean,
My abilities are there,
But my determination is zero.
Motivated to stay sober,
But adulting?
How is it so hard to be my own hero?
If I don't do something about this rage quit demon,
I'll become the villain.
I want to hold a job,
To be a productive civilian.
I want to have that little slice of normalcy,
Of inner peace
And personal intimacy.
Self-determination for all
Freedom is not always what it is supposed to mean
It gets curtailed by the influence of the world we live in,
for many freedoms is scary, they prefer freedom within
the cage that is full of seed in all colour you can think of;
such as a religion of choice and *********** to satisfy your
hidden desire.
A canary sat on a perch inside its confinement and noticed
the gateway was open, it flew out and the feeling of freedom
was intense, think sitting on a bookshelf and crapping on
a newspaper the “Guardian” on the small table by the chair.
A window was open, more freedom, it flew out sat on
the branch of a tree, feeling totally free and no one would say:
how blue the bird is?
A raven, shiny black saw the bird and the was that
a few blue feathers are blowing in the breeze.
Oh reflection, reflection
The amount that I see , from the birds in the sky to the mountains and the trees.
The courage to dream, discipline to withstand the ice cold breeze, and the determination to keep on growing, oh what a sight to have seen , the gentleness of a lion , the anger of the bee. The darkness in the light , and the joy in melancholy. Oh reflection, reflection how you taught me to see , the calming in the winds to the roughness of the sea, the silence in life, the loudness of death , the cruelty of the weak, and the glory to push to the last breath. The strength in “I” but the power of “we”, Oh reflection, reflection you showed all that I am and all I can be.
My path is set, no turning back
My dream is big, so cut me some slack
The sheer brute force that drives my way
In this momentum I’m set to stay
In Metal I trusted all my life
It helped grow and to survive
A disciple of iron I thrive
Watch as I shift into over drive
The Naysayers will be revoked
Their words of poison just fade like smoke
I am no liar, I am no joke
Watch as my spirit I invoke
Determination is in mind
No one can stop me whilst I’m alive
I shall not bow or feel aligned
Not looking up to be declined
Determination inside my soul
My spirit and I feel so whole
My target locked and ready to go
To achieve my one and only GOAL
My fight is not about fists and kicks
My fight is about absorbing pain and defeat
My fight is not about climbing the highest peaks
My fight is about self-realization overcoming self-deceit
The most courageous act is still to think for yourself.
I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will power & self determination.
I am a crazy traveller.
I walk on the wind.
I am a friend for my all friends.
I meet everyone with a smile as Charity.
There are countless aims or target in my empty pockets .
There are big dreams in my small eyes.
Decorate my paths with self respect,dignity & pride. Open your arms
I am coming O Life, I am just coming.
Come,Be friend with me.
I have listened to my heart & soul.
I shall always listen to my heart & soul.
I have lived like crazy.
I shall always live like crazy.
I do not care for any kind of my victory or defeat.
I am in love with those people who donot hate & hurt true love feelings of real lover.
I Donot like to hate & hurt people.
Raise the skies
Raise them even higher
Let me open my wings
Let me enjoy the flight.
I am full of determination
Just Test me.
I am self determined pious maiden muslim girl
The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be.
By Miss Aliza Kashmala Kiran.
“I deserve to be happy”
they said, jaws set
determination
eyes glazed
Selfish Ones seeing only
what they wanted to see
tunnel-vision of mind's eye
narrowed down to one word
“Happy”
while others' protests
were utterly unheard
Thinking they could
by sheer determination
set themselves free
from the rest
of society
suspending
laws of nature
like drops of water
falling into a lake
yet failing to make
a ripple on the surface
or rings extending outward
...that their actions
would cause no reactions
outside of themselves
But repercussions
and consequences
shown on faces
in painful winces
worry-lines and tears
from failed investments
of time spent, years
broken beings
bearing witness
to quiet devastation
their lives crowded out
displaced and crushed
by the Selfish Ones'
overwhelming
entitlement
their right
their claim
on the happiness
they so “deserved”
And now the others
also suffer from a sort of
tunnel-vision, mind's eye narrowed
down to the other word
“Deserve”
for what could they possibly
have done to deserve this?
When all they wanted
was a little fragment
a slight share
of happiness in life
with someone
who cared?