Short Body Image Poems
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I am unhappy with myself.
My body is clearly overweight
(And starving clearly isn't going to help).
I think I've lost some,
But it's just a water-weight illusion.
Your stretch marks are like a vast network of river’s guiding you deeper into the heart of the Amazon, and anyone who ridicules you wouldn’t deserve to follow them anyway
The Egyptians walked sideways I figure
to conceal the fine points of their figure.
In a desperate scrimmage
with their own body image
diet mania they would prefigure.
Walk in casually,
In a house of mirrors especially.
You might differ in shape and size,
But don’t worry life is just alike.
On the opposite wall,
You might see.
That’s a reflection of you.
But not true exactly
bowed before you once again
i’m worshipping you
when i said i wouldn’t
bent in half
i’m surrendering both my dinner
and my fears
knelt down before you
my legs tremble
my hands and chin drip
hunched over you
i am obedient
under your tyrannical rules
there will be no revolution today
To resist the op(press)ion
of the two (dement)sional flatland world of glossy magazines,
I have (ob)seen women
Mutilate their forearms with deep(er) strokes of a razor
So that they may prove with their b(lo)ody
To themselves and their (conf)users
That their image (has depth)
Has depth (their image
Has depth)
Image of God
Made in the image
The Book says..
Then arises our
Dilemma of conditioning:
We look for God in
Our body-image..
And our mind exclaims:
Why not..? What's next..?
But of conditioning beware..!
The Book also says: I Am
With nothing beside..
Bringing shock and awakening:
Our body-image dances
Within and As
I am...
i remember
being by the pool
i was no more than ten
my grand-mother
was enjoying herself
chatting and laughing
suddenly
i caught
myself thinking
it will be nice
to get to that age
and not care
what my body
looks like
what !
even at that age
i knew
there was something
wrong
they had gotten
to me
i was already
brainwashed
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Fashion cover girls these days
make me sick,
All haggard and thin,
they look like .bean poles
Picking on South Beach diets
to trim flat waists
Do they have a life
'midst those surgical lifts?
I wonder if they cover up
bulimia blues with false lashes--
And party till sun up
to look doe-eyed come photo shoots!
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My legs are funny shaped.
My stomach isn't flat.
Why can't The Lord
Just take me back?
Why not create a new me,
One I could love?
Why leave me in this body I
hate,
But should love?
Where's my thigh gap?
Why is my stomach too big?
Why can't I be perfect
Like all these other twigs?
I'm ashamed of my image
And how I see myself.
I have terminal body issues.
I really need some help.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
You only realise this, the more you get older
I want to take a moment to look at my life
I have a job, my health, and I am even a wife
I am made to feel mad because I have gotten a little bigger
But I really don't want to live out my life with a 6 year old's figure
why cant people just leave me alone and let me be
I am happy with the way that I look
I am happy being me. x
My stomach twists,
Empty.
I'll run to forget the pain,
Busy.
Drinking water helps,
Better.
I go home and shower,
Clean.
My reflection catches my eye,
Fat.
I look away,
Shame.
I flip on the TV.
Bored.
Victoria's Secret ad comes on,
Curious.
Their bodies chiseled into perfection,
Jealous
Tv turned off,
Wishing.
Empty refrigerators will stay,
Almost.
Next workout to burn off more,
Thin.
My stomach wrenches,
Empty.
The game I’m stuck playing
Is not like the rest
My score gets higher
the lower the number gets
I lose every time
I step on the scale
My mind just tells my body
that we’re playing a game
Self care isn’t something I’m lacking
Everyone says it’s what i need
But no matter how much I try
I just don’t feel fulfilled
The game I keep playing
Is one I can’t win
My score keeps getting higher
as I continue to disappear.
The strength in me
grows stronger
every second ,every minute
every hour ,every day
the stronger it became's
the happier I seem to feel
the more energy I seem to have
the better company I seem to be around others
The strength in me
grows stronger
every week, every month , every year
As I became older I became wiser
As my body image changes
my style became's more casual
my self esteem goes higher
The strength in me grows
all the time
as long a I allow it to
and I do
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