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I had coffee and tea,
just the way I like.
I played music all day,
some loud, some quiet.

I didn’t panic once-
no shame, no crying.
I washed my face,
took care of my skin,
was gentle with myself.

I chose strawberry cheesecake body oil
over bed-rotting despair,
I deep conditioned and
re-dyed my hair.

And tomorrow I might do less,
or maybe more-
but today I loved me
in every pour.
Maybe it's silly but,
I think I'll be fine
I loved me so much today,
I deserve a glass of wine 🍷
The last Poet Jun 16
I chose to be my first love
My last love
My everlasting love

I chose to love me first
Before you do too
Chose self love and love will always find you
Like soldiers of comically varying heights
I line up my pill bottles along the border
  of my place mat for morning roll call
Some plastic, some glass—
  Green, white, purple, yellow, gold
Each with their own earnest promise—
Energy, metabolism, muscle function,
  allergy relief
And I earnestly swallow each down
Willing each to complete their mission
To find success in the battle against time
Willing them to bring new life
  to this tired body of mine

© 2025 SincerelyJoanWrites. All rights reserved.
For several mornings now, this poem has asked to be written while I dutifully take my morning vitamins. I hope others can relate in how I find humor, hope, and a little sadness in this routine.
Zywa May 4
Everyone's busy,

me too, if I don't take care --


and forget myself.
Collection "The Big Secret"
silvervi May 3
Let's put that phone away and stretch our bodies.
If you're looking for tips how to limit your phone-time - here's an article I found useful myself:

https://bemorewithless.com/get-off-your-phone/
Jill Apr 26
Tucked in kindness

Setting controlled burns
from a safe distance

Fairy floss floating

Unloading old cargo
without second thoughts

Warm juice weather

Opening windows
to let out odd heat

Yesterday was
hot tear-smudged eyeliner
over-picked nails
and stress-blanched thoughts

Today is
cool bruise-soothing gel packs
light hugging cardigan
and summer blanket rest

Hidden in gentleness

Departing hurts
replaced by lovely scars

Tucked in kindness
©2025
I can breathe again,
A weight lifted from my chest,
Colors brighter,
Sounds clearer,
My mind, no longer at war with itself.

I can live again,
Fully present,
Not just existing,
But thriving,
One breath at a time.

I can cry again,
Tears of sadness and joy,
Releasing old pain,
Healing my heart.

I can rest again,
My mind at peace,
Trusting my instincts,
My body free from tension.

I can hope again,
For a brighter future,
A new beginning,
A life filled with joy and contentment.

I can trust again,
Myself, my thoughts,
My emotions,
My instincts,
My heart.

I can forgive again,
Releasing the weight of grudges,
Finding peace within,
No longer burdened by anger or resentment.

I can grow stronger again,
Embracing challenges,
Learning from mistakes,
Building resilience and confidence.

I can celebrate myself again,
Recognizing my worth,
Acknowledging my progress,
And feeling proud of who I am.
I’m myself
When I’m with me
Genre: Experimental
Theme: Silence is golden
Every morning when I wake up,
I tell myself how much I love myself.

I look in the mirror,
and say:
How beautiful!

I listen to myself
when I have a problem.

I prepare a delicious breakfast,
after work,
in the evenings, I train.

I take care of my friendships
and also my nutrition.

I take care of my appearance
and my thoughts.

I caress myself,
I give myself gifts,
and words of encouragement.

"Every gesture I give myself
is a hug to my soul,
and to my inner child.
I take care of myself, I love myself."
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