Self discovery Poems
Behind Their Eyes
by Kailee Hill
Is a beautiful world
With all the colors of a sunset
Shines beam down on my face
To greet me
The orange jumper they’re wearing embraces me
As the wind blows in my heart
Why can’t I be a part of their world?
Why can’t I eat passion fruit at the beach
As the waves lap onto the sand?
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The Hidden Self
by Sir Lewis Morris
I KNOW not if a keener smart
Can come to finer souls than his
Who hears men praise him, mind or heart,
For something higher than he is.
Who fain would say, 'Behold me, friends,
That which I am, not what you deem,
A thing of low and narrow ends,
Sordid, not golden as I seem.
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An imaginary voyage
by Sonali Goel
I let a ship to sail
through the ocean of my thoughts.
It was a difficult trail
dilemma of fews and lots.
The ship went unsteadily
bobbing up and down.
For thoughts were carefree
no bondage around.
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Hear me
by Okunola iyanuoluwalinktr.ee/Iyanuoluwa_Okunola
Continue readingStability is Within Me
by Reverie Thoughts
You’ll feel those things again
So get out of your head
Go and make your bed
Quit living in regret
Got so much left
A whole life to be spent
Time to embrace my dark side
I’ll do that tonight
Without you in sight
Don’t need you to have a good time
......
Hear me
by Okunola iyanuoluwalinktr.ee/Iyanuoluwa_Okunola
Continue readingBehind Their Eyes
by Kailee Hill
Is a beautiful world
With all the colors of a sunset
Shines beam down on my face
To greet me
The orange jumper they’re wearing embraces me
As the wind blows in my heart
Why can’t I be a part of their world?
Why can’t I eat passion fruit at the beach
As the waves lap onto the sand?
......
Stability is Within Me
by Reverie Thoughts
You’ll feel those things again
So get out of your head
Go and make your bed
Quit living in regret
Got so much left
A whole life to be spent
Time to embrace my dark side
I’ll do that tonight
Without you in sight
Don’t need you to have a good time
......
An imaginary voyage
by Sonali Goel
I let a ship to sail
through the ocean of my thoughts.
It was a difficult trail
dilemma of fews and lots.
The ship went unsteadily
bobbing up and down.
For thoughts were carefree
no bondage around.
......
The Hidden Self
by Sir Lewis Morris
I KNOW not if a keener smart
Can come to finer souls than his
Who hears men praise him, mind or heart,
For something higher than he is.
Who fain would say, 'Behold me, friends,
That which I am, not what you deem,
A thing of low and narrow ends,
Sordid, not golden as I seem.
......
