Love Self Poems

To be safe is to find genuine peace with self and past.

What you see is what you get—  
Originality borne of preparedness for incorrigible...

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Museums
A place full of stories
Of art
Not just in the paintings 
But in the people too

A little black girl walking hand in hand with her mother...

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There were years
I disappeared in plain sight.
Smiled when I was supposed to,
laughed on cue.
Let people love the version of me
that rarely talked back.

But inside,
I was...

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What purpose does it serve to negate light,
given that upon death we must return,
restored as our Self, dancing in delight,
healed from bleeding wounds that in...

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“Let silence teach”, the master said
“that soul may be by God’s hand fed,
whence graced by His touch, we ascend,
on choosing to be by love led.”

Inertia...

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When I look into my grandmother's eyes
I see what she's had to sacrifice 
When I look into my grandmother's eyes 
I see a lifetime of...

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I’ve been a chameleon my whole life—
Blending, shifting, changing with the tide.

I have worn a thousand faces, each not quite my own,
Shifting like shadows, wherever...

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She rises, she rises like the sun that knows no shame,
this woman-teacher-poet-mother-flame,
her soul vast as the sky that holds all storms
yet gentle as the dewdrop...

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It was silly to ever think
A summer song is what inspired the flowers

When the music stopped they still bloomed
The flowers never needed a melody

And neither...

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I wake up heavy, hollow-eyed,
a war inside I cannot hide.
My chest is full of aching glass,
each breath I take, a splintered gasp.

I try to speak,...

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I write my soul in ink on paper,
My skin is stripped away,
Blood replaced with ink that flows through my veins,
Defences shattered and the visage of...

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Awakened and degenerated, I feel I am clashing somewhere 
The clouds appear and then depart, just another face amongst billions  
Millions of colors of...

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be 
gentle 
with yourself 
like fragile glass. 
you're only human,
imperfectly perfect,
we're all a little broken.
it's no use dwelling in the past; 
abandon regrets and mistakes...

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Contest : The Prismatic Self
Sponsor : Daniel Henry Rodgers
Date submitted : 19/5/25

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“Contests around track, contests for followers,
for best tasting wine, most exquisite 
architectural design...

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"LOVE, just four letters for a very powerful word." By Poet

Why does life start out from a loving mother,
only to be given to another?
This loving...

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