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Don't change for the world,
Be bold enough to be yourself
And watch the world bow to the real you,
Let it change to accomodate you,
You can't change to accomodate the world.
That's almost impossible.
Be the real you,keep your standards high and let nothing stop you.
You're beautiful,no beauty standard should rule your life.
If you're on the right track don't let anyone move you to the side. Keep moving.

Poem inspired by the song scars to your beautiful by Alessia Cara.
Nico Allentine Oct 2016
Separation
That appears to be part and parcel with this human incarnation
My ego cuts ME off with no oxygen
I? Flail and wail like a child whose lost his mother
A fish in a world meant for another species entirely
I dissolve, evolve and transcend my shape to embrace
Not only you but the I in you and the you in me and the never-ending connectivity of human consciousness.
Awaken and its as if I've fallen into a nightmare, a terror so vivid
More real than reality.
Alas it is reality and I am awake and dead
And so are you.
Though still alive, ironically in loss of a body
I feel my connection, my mother, my father, my familia in the plants.
With the animals.
With the humans and their complex struggle
Divided always , but entirely one within themselves
Union
The world at large
When disengaged from ego, re-engaged with the World Soul
The loving awareness that you really are
Always was and will always be
Forever and ever
Completely not reliant on any outside forces.
In the sense of the verb as well as the noun.
I AM LOVING AWARENESS.
When disengaged from ego, re-engaged with the World Soul.
Love your SELF,
There's nothing you own so much as your SELF.
Respect your being,
You're important,you're different and with a unique purpose.
Appreciate who you are,
Even if people judge you wrongly,
If you're on the right track,keep moving.
If you don't love yourself,how will you love another?
For what you do not have,you can not give.
Love who you are,your self needs more love,appreciation,care and respect from you.
Self hate dimishes your true being,embrace who you are and love yourself. Not that you'll be hated if you don't love yourself,but because its a need for a life worth living.
Love your SELF! You deserve that and more.
You can't give what you don't have so love you first before loving another.
thehiddenwriter Sep 2016
I can feel you fading away
From every pore of my body
Your existence is sweating out
Leaving me anew.

I can feel my heart
Healing itself,
Only peace resides inside.

I can feel things changing
For a better future,
For me to start living again and
For me to fall in love with myself
Once again
You know, everyone’s always moving so fast.
And yeah I’m here,
always here.
I’m tense. Everyday I walk
Can’t help but feel
that one wrong move and you’ll lose it all.


Yeah sure, I smile.
Yeah sure, I look cold.
Yeah sure, I don’t look scared.
But I am. I really really am.
I just don’t want you to see it.
I wear a mask. Believe me, I’m scared.


Okay I get it.
I’m just saying this in a poem.
In hopes you don’t
bother to read,
but hoping you
actually would.


I’m actually here just to tell you
You’re never alone
There’s always someone
in a million people that
try to look down
on you, on me, on us,
on them, on her, on him
And still feel tense and regret
Because they’re not this. They’re not that.


Get this. We are human.
If you can’t do it. You can’t.
It is no one’s responsibility
to live in the standards,
to be a living drone
of the flaws of society
or the stereotypes from
our brains.



You just be you and I’ll be me.
But don’t *****. Cuz the world doesn’t
always need one. Just be youself,



Really. I mean it. Just be you
in a way you hurt no one.


Not even yourself.
○ A poem by Juliet G. Jimenez ○
08/30/2016

** Seeing how warmly everyone accepted my poem last last week really warmed my heart. Really, thank you everyone. Now, this poem is actually one of my older poems in tumblr and I just wanted to share to all of you that IT IS OKAY TO BE DIFFERENT. BUT SO LONG AS IT HURTS NO ONE AND NOT EVEN YOU IN THE PROCESS.

Thank you thank you so so so so much for the support everyone.

Happy reading! **
A war with you,
is like a war with who?
A dance with you,
is like an illusion,
that will never cease to come true.
People have wasted lives,
to have you,
to make two,
as one.

And this desire,
to be special in a fire
they call love that
should be have.
I call it, mind control.
You call it, "True love's toll".

It seems everything's unsure.
If it's an us or is it just me.
Yet you assume,
wanting to love,
to give
to be given
to be loved.

But there is no assurance.

Is there?

A man? A woman?
They are not everything.
Everyone comes and go.
They escape our lives,
like a throwback in a row.

Don't waste your life.
A woman may be yours,
but your lives are
a two separate course.

Don't waste your life.
To a man who has the ability
to take and take
while loving you in a fashion,
so fake.

The world goes round,
to money, to fame
to love.
But loving can hurt.
And it's not your worth.

**So give yourself, the love you deserve.
○ A poem by Juliet G. Jimenez ○
08/18/2016

** Note: So, yes, another poet actually inspired me in the making of this poem but I put a little twist to it by adding the romance tag cuz, well, seems like people today all have a horrible love life. This is just a product of another tinkering of how I feel about the matter.

Yes, I do think that having someone you love and to offer your life with is very wow (laughs, I easily lose words) but it doesn't mean you should destroy yourself in the process of loving them.

Give yourself the love you deserve. Everyone deserves it. So, enjoy. **
Roxxanna Kurtz Aug 2016
I was jealous of
jade green oceans,
and the way they dance
when the sunlight hits
them just right.
Or, how I've ached
to wear a shade unbroken,
like the clear blue morning
with its cloudless skies.
I've even dreamed of dressing
in that cold steel gray,
that makes you want to stay
on those lonely rainy nights.
But, I've come to embrace
my amber sands,
that pull you in like the warmth
of the sun at noontime.
Only can my brown eyes
blossom and burst,
like the earth,
so tender and soft
after the storms subside.
Hal Aug 2016
You'll never know how much I wish that you could glance at the person in the mirror and see all the beautiful little things about yourself. Your tiny little freckles or the adorable way your nose crinkles up when you're confused. The way your eyes twinkle like stars in the night sky when you speak with passion about the things you love. Your dimples when you're smiling with out even thinking about it or your laugh that is so captivating. The way your inner beauty radiates off of you, even when you're sporting a messy bun and sweats. God I just wish you could look in the mirror and fall in love with yourself instead of seeing everything about you that you hate. But, all you see is a face full of acne scars, eyebrows that aren't quite perfect enough, a nose that's just a little too big, and dark circles under your eyes because your late night thoughts kept you from sleeping  again. You hate yourself so much that you turn away from the mirror. You don't love yourself, so you can understand why no one else would either, and I think that's truly the most heartbreaking thing. And, maybe the hardest person to love is yourself, but darling I'm begging you to atleast try.
*- yourself
Rachel Aug 2016
"You are beautiful "
"I love your smile"
"I love you"

Who couldn't love you?, they ask. I would do everything for you, they say.

I'll tell you whats wrong with me, I'm a woman and i'm complicated with my every decision, thought, and argument. Do you realize how patient and honest my partner has to be?

To find the man who can handle all of MY flaws was a very hard task and sometimes even though i have found him, my heart and brain fight every day over if i have made the right move..if i have made the right decision.

I literally have to remind myself on the daily how blessed i truly am. I am learning how to appreciate my life. How to appreciate my love. How to appreciate myself..
Hardest part is waking up each day and telling myself, "I love you. I love your smile. You are so beautiful who couldn't love you?"

I fight for love. My love.
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