Acceptance Poems
Thank you for being here
by Tim Hager
You need to be broken, cracked open, to discover deeper layers to your being. The good news is that you can never completely break, for what you truly are cannot die. So as you break, all that dies are protective layers, illusions, and walls you have inherited from your surroundings and sustained because you didn’t know any better.
So let yourself break, and let the pain that arises be the fire that burns away all your doubts. Step back and allow these intense and scary emotions to run through your veins. These feelings are not your enemies, and deep down, you know this. They are but contracted love - your own repressed, malnourished, scared inner child crying out to be heard. As you become their embrace, they will unfold and bloom into powerful allies, like trees of such might and beauty that sustain your destiny’s unfolding.
Don’t be scared of your pain, and if you are, don’t add to it with more disdain. Acceptance is ever-present, and even your perfect inability to accept how you feel is already accepted, or else it wouldn’t be happening. Now you are free, not because you’re in control of yourself, but because you’ve let go of your anxious grasp on life. You’ve rediscovered your very own childlike freedom that is so deeply rooted in unknowing, in letting go and embracing what life sets before you. You never needed to become anyone, never needed to earn acceptance. Life has already said “yes” to you, for it has been unconditionally nourishing you until this very point. You are nature’s gift to itself, you breathe its air and eat its fruits, you stand in awe at its beauty and unknowingly carry out your divine duty, just by being you - a role no one else could fill.
Allow yourself to break now, to become a total mess. Drop your theatrical composure, with which you might have fooled other personas, but never could find any meaningful closure. Let the fear of being nobody fill your heart and brutally tear it apart, for every layer that falls away is a courageous step into the light of a new day.
And if you ever wonder what this pain is all about, it is not merely a source of frustration, but the very source of your being, the infinite power of creation. It is truly God’s fertile breath, the source of all life and the antidote to death. Scary it may be, but full of life for eternity. The dark, empty bottom of your being is where paradise reveals. Beyond space and time, beyond all definitions and names, the only thing that remains is the naked sense of “I”, the place where you and God stand eye to eye - one more step, now you’ve melted in his might.
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Blues and Greens
by C Duggan
The sun falls,
And night begins,
Blue irises enthrall,
The eyes of my kin.
I never shared that ocean,
I was always miles behind,
always reachin',
never could unwind.
My eyes of grass,
On a summer's day,
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A Desert Bloom
by Muhamad Parid
In arid lands, a rose so rare,
You bloomed, a wonder beyond compare.
Your beauty shines, a priceless treasure bright,
A jewel that illuminates my darkest night.
To love you's a fight I'm doomed to lose,
A hopeless quest, my heart forever bruised.
Your heart's a guiding light, shining afar,
In someone else's garden, where love's a shining star.
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Should
by S. Taylor Chew
I should want get up
But I won’t
I should want to try harder
But I don’t
I should want to resist
But I can’t
I should want to find hope
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Up Ahead
by Yareli Rodriguez
The angry voices on the phone,
The messy room in front of me.
If only I was prone
To all the things around me.
The big decisions in the future.
The crazy things in front of me.
If only I had decisive nature,
To have a clear road waiting for me.
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Trockne keine Tränen
by Mario Odekerken
Lass sie fallen,
als ob die Erde
sie braucht,
um zu atmen.
Jeder Tropfen
trägt hinweg,
was du nicht
in deinen Händen halten kannst.
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Don't dry your tears
by Mario Odekerken
Don't dry your tears,
let them fall,
as if the earth
needs them
to breathe.
Each drop
carries away
what you cannot
hold in your hands.
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Droog geen tranen
by Mario Odekerken
Droog geen tranen,
laat ze vallen
alsof de aarde
ze nodig heeft
om te ademen.
Elke druppel
draagt iets weg
wat je niet
in je handen kunt houden.
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The Rawness of Denial- 1620-2025
by Jim Kelly
I speak to those in denial, whether by innocence or intention.
Denial is like an open, raw infection from a 1620s human cargo sailing ship.
The rawness of Americans’ skin was never treated, and the wound never healed.
Our collective and institutional ancestry suffers from this denial.
An untreated wound poisons all of our veins.*
Acceptance
Acknowledgment
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Dry on This Hill
by Darris van-Hoxen
Your neon drip,
I must admit,
minds me whinging,
of your bleach singeing
Call it free, you,
I'll say it's a fine tree, too,
lost in your sauce,
highlighted memes, an anime cross
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