Esteem Self Poems | Examples
These Esteem Self poems are examples of Self poems about Esteem. These are the best examples of Self Esteem poems written by international poets.
When will I feel comfortable in my own skin?
When will my body feel like mine once again?
When will the stranger stop staring back at me?
I still see a tiny girl able to wear whatever she pleases
With a flash, reality changes someone I don't even recognize stares back at me.
Thirteen sizes bigger
Curves, stretch marks mark me head to toe
Like a map of who I use to be
My mirror stores the skeletons of a distorted way of learned thinking.
Where is the love?
Self-esteem?
Self-love?
Anything?
hearing the word
serenaded
so sweetly
curious
what would become
remember
recognize and wonder
why it is they do not me
a quiet plea
no one turns to engage
subdue babbling dreams
murmur insecure self-esteem
floating suspicious doubt
ebbs and flows
unwholly bones fragmented
never fully assembling
peace
whole
When you believe in yourself you can't lose
No approval needed to do as you choose
If they don't like it thats fine because you do
Whatever you do is not necessarily for their view
You don't perform actions to get their attention
Be your own fan with no need to be mentioned
The highest rank ever reached is the one you set
Making your own standards as high as it can get
Try doing things that makes a deep impression
Impressions on yourself from your own expressions
Comparing yourself to others is one way to fail
Do all things in such a way that no one can tell
Opinions can be cherished but not what you need
Belief in yourself is the reason you succeed.
I'm a fearless warrior. Should I not kill?
With my skill and will, I till every hill.
Amidst moral rifts, I have my mission.
I'm the monarch. I make my decision.
Like lions and tigers, I show aggression.
There is a progression in my vision.
I am loyal like the domestic brutes.
My virtuous deeds have their moral roots.
I cannot afford losing my esteem.
Doesn't each slender sunbeam have a gleam?
'Catch as catch can' be a part of my game.
Should each goodness fit into a frail frame?
Faintly the church bell tolls
On the hour, faintly she sighs
She cries out to the Lord
About the how's and whys
She's a women
(Some say she is scorned)
Most don't see the women I see
A lover with love she's adorned
She can smile in the sun
And hide in the moon
But when she has a sad
I feel our hearts rhythm in tune
She's not a ragdoll
Even if it is for a laugh
I know b'cuz of two hearts twain
She is one half
I look at her and think, you
Can take the old and mend'em new
A second hand heart makes do
(With all she's been through)
"If you put a really small value upon yourself, rest assured that the world will not raise your price." --Anonymous
Hard to be a humble soul
In a world of silver and gold
Some rather tweet than to speak
Others prefer cookie cutters than unique
Self esteem is like a boat's sail
Without it more likely to fail
It’s ok to ride tides pride
Yet still stay humble on inside
From the words of my beloved partner---He spoke I inked
She’s a clutch player who excels under pressure
She’s Johnny on the spot with tenacious resolve,
one who is extremely creative
An innovative marvel
For example...
Surprisingly adept to any endeavors
in which she partakes and is quite vivacious,
A zany sense of humor...
with a touch of sassy and with a tangy edge
She’s a multifaceted dynamo...
with an energetic verve, tenacious
and at times pugnacious
She can be a little too verbose
At times the hostess with the mostes
Courage and confidence, like lifeblood, flow in me.
From life-giving streams, waters of wisdom I drink.
In scowls of my foes too, beams of smiles I can see.
With my flawless faith, all my endeavors I link.
I wipe off my conflicts as though they are sweat drops.
Graces, like dewdrops, kiss me with a gentle touch.
Compassion in me like the monsoon rains drizzle.
Kindness grows and flourishes like palms on hilltops.
For stumbling blocks and obstacles, I don't fear much.
With the passion of selfless love, I sizzle.
"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.
To my God
To the only one that could set me free.
My path has become clearer.
I've been finding myself.
Slowly but surely
my confidence is gaining
as I learn who I am.
Seeing and accepting my worth.
Things I have never truly had.
Keep putting it all on my heart.
Keep my soul in line.
I want to be the woman I have never met.
The one that's not so shy,
sure of my thoughts,
no confusion.
So I can one go home
without my heavy heart.
May we all be blessed to think like the turkey we met today
who spent some time with us a little before dawn….
We said to her…”You are beautiful for a turkey.”
“What do you mean turkey?” she smiled…
“I think of myself as a swan.”
When wonder of my worth erupts
and threatens everything I know
Volcanoes of emotion rush
imparting such a mighty blow
Oh why, to be so insecure
to feel unwanted and alone
Assuming, surely it’s my fault
When no one’s calling on the phone
It must be me, not smart enough
no college gave me a degree
Perhaps, it’s just now I’m too old
There's nothing left for them to see
So unattractive I must be
Perhaps, I sing the same old song
I try too hard to fit the mold
to finally feel that I belong
I’ve wasted oh, so many tears
of my existence on this earth
To try to know just how it feels
to never wonder of my worth
Mary was a bright girl I knew,
She yearned for love from her dad,
She could not get it as her parents were divorced,
She felt lonely, and depressed.
She had hundreds of friends on social media and Facebook,
They would wish her good morning and share musical thoughts,
But when the app was closed, all of them disappeared,
Lack of real friends drove her almost to the point of self-annihilation.
Then she met a boy, he took her in his wings,
He gave her confidence and believe in herself,
With the self-esteem rising like phoenix,
Mary was happy and cheerful which I wanted to see.
Self-esteem is made up primarily of two things,
Feeling lovable and feeling capable,
Feeling lovable extinguishes fear and anxiety,
Feeling capable fills one with confidence and believe in itself.
there once was a woman named Mimi
she never would wear a bikini
when she was asked why
she didn’t blink an eye
said, “I’ve eaten too much linguine!”
Low Self-Esteem states of affairs differing impressions
religiously surround us/me? Uncovered at an inopportune time
range of possible options channeled to social pressures, sensing
to belong are we clones? Do you sense being on the same wavelengths?
swayed to authoring and bad decisions? Low Self-Esteem borrowed
from childhood tribulations and bad habits and decisions, t. Lorust
issues? job and health uneasiness, unhappy childhood, physical and
emotional issues compelled to Low Self-Esteem of the self void of self
expressiveness growth of self-abilities, and confidences of Low Self-Esteem.