Self Love Poems - Poems about Self Love

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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I learned to whisper to myself when the world crumbled, when silence stretched its wings, wrapping me in a tender nothing that felt too much like being forgotten. I once feared the cracks, those jagged, sharp breaths that split me open like fault lines shaking beneath unsteady hands. I thought they would swallow me whole, those wounds that bled into the earth like rain, vanishing into...

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I am, neither an angel nor a wicked monster, But a beautiful creation of God, a radiant soul, With qualities of head and heart, with foibles and flaws And with a personality and mindset, unique. Once I used to feel so inadequate, trying to fake Comparing myself with others and seeing only my scars In those times, I found my...

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For years I'd written myself notes with names of some I can't remember. Those I've cheered; stood and applauded. Protagonists who played Romeo to my Juliet. Shakespeare would've lauded. Scribbles that should've been love letters that would've made me a better person. There were more than a few endearing roles, romantic ones, comedies and life's dramas. Names that have faded on the playbills. Sometimes I...

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“The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.” E.E Cummings ************************************************************** ...

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Into the void I'm screaming The echo returns not No response, even to my breathing An echo returns not You used to be my mirror A reflection I have not You've gone to someone dearer My reflection I have lost Am I numb to all five senses? A ghost alone I wander You've left me in all tenses A ghost alone I ponder ...

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