Self-love Poems
Conversation with the cosmos
by Daniel Ryan Cotler
Beneath the quilt of starlit thread,
Across the skies where comets bled,
I drifted far beyond the blue,
To speak with all the universe knew.
I sat upon a silver ring,
Where Saturn’s whispers softly sing,
And cried aloud to endless night:
"Is there love for me in this life?"
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body
by Sarah A
i forgive my body
for all that she’s done
i free him from his sins
and nestle in her safety
i thank my body for protecting me
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I found a girl
by Sarah Pillai
There is a girl
naive, innocent and stubborn
who lives inside me
unaware of the demons of the real world
whenever i sit alone,I'm not really alone
she sits beside me
reminding me that I'm just alone and not lonely and that she's always gonna stay inside me
she tells me abt how i felt when i was high up in the sky while swinging with my brother
or when i was cooking with my mother
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Imperfect Perfection
by Shreeja Banerjee
In life's canvas, where strokes are free,
Imperfections paint our destiny.
The dance of flaws, a rhythmic beat,
Makes our journey truly complete.
A masterpiece, with lines askew,
A symphony of errors, true.
In every flaw, a beauty gleams,
A treasure hidden in life's dreams.
A dancer's stumble, a graceful fall,
Imperfections make us stand so tall.
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I Must Heal
by Leigh Yah
It all makes sense now
Those nights I deprived myself from sleep
Those days I wondered where and how
And those moments I combat with anxiety.
I lost count of the times I endured infidelity
But that isn't the only case I had to deal with
My vision was clear but I feel like I'm blinded
Too bad, ignoring all the clues became a habit.
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Conversation with the cosmos
by Daniel Ryan Cotler
Beneath the quilt of starlit thread,
Across the skies where comets bled,
I drifted far beyond the blue,
To speak with all the universe knew.
I sat upon a silver ring,
Where Saturn’s whispers softly sing,
And cried aloud to endless night:
"Is there love for me in this life?"
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Distant Whisper
by Nad Sof
I searched for love in distant eyes,
In empty words, in fleeting skies.
But silence whispered, soft and clear—
The love you seek is always near.
I held the pain, the dark, the light,
And in that space, I found my sight.
No need for others to complete,
I am my own, whole and sweet.
The Monster
by I.R. PattersonMy breathing hitched and my heart sped up. This object shows me a monster, one which I do not wish to see. The monster the object shows me, growled a low rumble, like it was speaking to me. I see the many scars and blemishes on the monster, all of it's flaws. I look again, but I see something different, in their eyes. Anger, guilt, hurt, betrayal, sadness, self-loathing. For once, I feel bad for the monster and it's flaws. They actually seem sorta sweet, and ever so friendly. I get mad at the object for convincing me to think so low of the monster. I curse and punch the object out of frustration. The mirror shatters.
Continue readingMining Herself
by Michael J. Nappi
At the pit of her core
despair and darkness.
Turned from the world
in loathing revulsion.
Black as coal.
The ugliness of truth,
a withered world of weight
stares back.
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Imperfect Perfection
by Shreeja Banerjee
In life's canvas, where strokes are free,
Imperfections paint our destiny.
The dance of flaws, a rhythmic beat,
Makes our journey truly complete.
A masterpiece, with lines askew,
A symphony of errors, true.
In every flaw, a beauty gleams,
A treasure hidden in life's dreams.
A dancer's stumble, a graceful fall,
Imperfections make us stand so tall.
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