Self Love Poems - Poems about Self Love

Love yourself my loves. Loving yourself will set you free, just like a bee, flying freely in the air we breathe. Free to enjoy all of life’s sweet moments, like a love in a dream. Make a plan that you can achieve all of your dreams. Loves may come and go, but you will always have yourself to love....

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That day she decided to speak For too long they had called her meek She woke up early Decided she'd wear something that would compliment her curvy Spent hours on her hair making sure each and every follicle was extra curly She wore dark red lipstick to cause a lot of controversy Her mom saw her said...

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Our skin shines like gold A story waiting to be told Our eyes like chocolate And nothing can top that Our hair the halo we wear Whilst they stop and stare Totally unaware Of the black power we share Our skin loved by the sun Our beauty a vision We are golden Something that can't be...

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She came in silence where the cedars sway, A lunar hush beneath the argent trees. The serpentine wind curled words she wouldn't say— Just breaths and bow and coolness on the breeze. Her sisters moved like stars in cascade flight, The Hunters, free of longing, fierce and far. Their eyes held depths no lover dared to write, Each step a hymn beneath...

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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 Her eyes lit up in wonder Wandering what she would discover While she walks around Spinning around And jumping up and down She doesn't see That everytime she jumps the light reflecting on her beautiful...

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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 pain she's carried When I look into my grandmother's eyes I see the hurt of not being accepted When I look into my grandmother's eyes I see Someone who once despised her beautiful...

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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 do you ...

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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 there. whenever you fall down, you'll rise back up. no matter how i n f i n i t e s i m a l, anything troubling will come to pass,...

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Ssshhh! Ssshhh! Ssshhh! Says who? Says YOU? I knew. I doubt YOU. Hush! Hush! Hush! Now why? YOU cried? I knew. YOU lied. In the stillness Is the sound of silence. In the darkness YOU shine the brightest. Mind this: A star Is never born In the light. It's unnoticed until before twilight. But alas! When born It creates the day. It has found a way. So YOU... don't doubt, don't lie. It's ok to cry. Yield yourself high. Dream, Believe, Survive. ---Self-love is believing...

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Demigirl Definition A space between Androgyny and conventional binaries of female identity A gender not recognized by mainstream policies And subjected to the far corners of the Q+ community Act 1: Physicality I am a tangled mess of tree limbs With coils blessed by God Skin, a milky chocolate brown I trace the bumps around my knuckles My fingers map out the uncharted waves...

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If hearts were sold in the market, People would stand in queue Fighting for buying the good one Without realising that the best in the world is inside them. -Thaqiya/lazybirdnest ...

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they smoked weed to feel loose swore the arts told the truth but she was the deepest sleeper stay in bed not a morning creature with the finest of features cheek bones were deep cuts like the ribs of Jesus eyes like Venus deep pools of blue that'll leave you speechless find a subtle glint within like her eyes held a secret she wasn't a diva she just believed self...

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~top student ~excelling ~prudent ~compelling whispered those words sweet my soul adored my heart “gold” yet in reality...

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Consistency is key isn't it not? Then why does it feel like a chore rather than a reward? Nobody gives you a road map on life So why are there so many pressures from wrong to right? Inconsistency has been a part of my whole life Whether I knew it or not But that's the thing Little girls and little boys are...

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The most constant romance the one with yourself The most lasting friendship the mirror defines The most sacred promise only yours to break The most valued feelings — your treasure inside (The New Room: February, 2025) ...

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