Selflove Poems
The Garden
by Natalie Harmon
Walking into the garden
with my third eye open
Destined for all the dirt
that will seep in
between my toes
To watch every sunrise
and every sunset
surrounded by vivacious greenery
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Shallow as the LA River
by Maeverik Foxwood
Deep Down,
I think you hate me
because I'm pretty,
and cool.
Even when we in public
you're acting a fool.
Dead-Naming,
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Lost meaning
by Karan Shah
This world has lost its meaning,
This freedom has its shackles
Of self-doubt while dreaming
A promise to try harder
An attempt to recover from the battles
But what for?is the purpose of denying the inevitable,
Is this hunger insatiable?
Is this moment unrelatable?
This feeling of being outside one’s self
All due to the worry that Im
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Silliness
by Karan Shah
Silliness is an attitude
Presumptuous somber solitude
Its a way of viewing life
Regardless of sickness or strife
I wash the pain in my eyes, every time I cry
The pain Speaks in a monotone voice
“Will you hide me again?
By being Silly tonight?
Silliness is how I fight
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Women, not to be a bride alone
by Thirumala Reddy
Hey woman! Yes you, listen out to me,
You might not be beautiful,
But you are surely wonderful.
One might say you are awful,
But say yourself you are forethoughtful.
Have your own voice, soul, and mind.
Because you are a woman,
Born to live, not to be a bride alone.
Live a life of resourceful,
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The Alien's Embrace
by Dhritiraj Das
Walking down the giant road
Lights ever bright, beings unknown
I'm the alien, displaced and lone
In this strange realm I can't call home
Adrift in a sea where I'll never belong
Peering at fractured reflections, feeling so wrong
But then a few souls, with welcoming grace
Reached out to this alien, fashioned a place
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The Garden
by Natalie Harmon
Walking into the garden
with my third eye open
Destined for all the dirt
that will seep in
between my toes
To watch every sunrise
and every sunset
surrounded by vivacious greenery
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that love
by Miki Vermeulen
How lucky I am to have experienced such pure, genuine love,
Which showed me what true love should look and feel like.
I might not currently receive that love,
But one day, I will find someone who can give me that love eternally.
I love intensely,
I used to think that was a flaw, but I now see it as my best trait.
Because I finally love myself,
And though I am saddened by losing my other half,
I am learning how to be whole alone.
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The Yes List
by Brady Stewart
Do I love myself?
What does it mean to love?
Is this a yes or no question?
I looked at my body with glory,
Maybe tomorrow but
Just now and not a week ago.
I find things funny,
My body was the first thing that came to mind.
What if my love was swapped from the pedestal?
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The ugly one
by irse hito
No mirror can hold the ugliness of my face,
It breaks into pieces when I look at it.
All I can do is cry,
Hoping that Im blind so I dont have to worry
about how I look,
and I cant see people judging me
I hope I can gouge out their eyes.
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Zoya Qureshi (1 poem about Selflove)
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