#selfempowerment poems on Hello Poetry

lexy jensen Apr 2016

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scars are poetic.

with their twisted faith

they remind us of the past,

a remembrance

kind of wraith.

and songs are poetic,

a memory-to-be,

and a reminding

of who

we used to be.

and stars are poetic,

how they twinkle

in the dark.

they can pull people together;

create a sort of spark.

so take your scars,

take your songs,

and take your stars.

because you are poetic,

you create your own memoir.

#stars #scars #songs #selfempowerment #poetic

April Watson Feb 2016

Reflections

I pour myself into any love that comes along.
Absorbing myself into them like a flower
Stretching up to meet the sun.
Good mornings soak up the dawn
of new beginnings and could be's
I stand in the daylight of so close and approaching almost
Lying in the twilight and finally opening my eyes,
Listening to the cricket’s song, sad and lonely but finding my way to where I belong.
Where do I belong?
Not in bottomless reflections praying for the buzz of your attention
No… no, not playing wars of who can pin whom
but sentences of simply me and you
I'll swallow the words of my youth
Place my hand on that book and speak nothing but the truth
Remember what I loved before I felt desire
Because our fire will always die
You know I can't convince my heart to lie.
Instead of grasping for your thoughts I'll reach for a pen
And remember who is left standing beside me and what this has always been.

#poetry #selfempowerment

Synthesis Apr 2015

Veins

darkness consumes all
the black night swallows our thoughts
Vomits back our fears

Shadows pollute minds
Specters of the past revive
They taunt tease and laugh

We give in so quick
Victims to our own morals
destroyed by self doubt

Quick to love others
so fast to hate ones own self
So slow to forgive

The mirror whispers
The wind curses so sweetly
The blade kisses you

It tenderly glides
Slides against ebony skin
Gaping rift remains

Scarlet life erupts
History of an empire
Contained in those veins

Osiris Horus
Pharaohs Gods ,and rulers.Kings
Contained in those veins

Isis Hathor Bast
Greats queens, protectors, healers
Contained in those veins

Garden of Eden
Cradle of our mother Earth
Contained in those veins

Newton,King,X,Parks
Men and women with Brave Hearts
Contained in those veins

Swift minds,Diamond tongues
hip-hop jazz blues rock, our sound
Contained in those veins

Firm hands,and strong arms
The power to hold the world
Contained in those veins

A deep rich opus
there is his story and hers
Contained in those veins

Our blood stains the soil
Why destroy the tapestry
Contained in those veins

#suicide #life #death #black #selfempowerment #solosam #blackpride

A Nov 2014

Iceberg

You saw only
A vulnerable part of me
Full of tenderness and mischief
All wrapped up in high-pitched
Giddy laughter.

I touched your growing beard
With stories of office happenings
And little rants of hanger and stress
As your empty arms kept me close and warm.
Then you held my hand goodbye.

Boy, you only saw a snippet of me
The tropical islands I came from
And reasons why I love my family.
Done.
My empowered heart has moved on.

And I am so grateful
Because you will never know my dreams.
No.
You no longer deserve my smiles
And will never again hear my giggling.

Hold on to the memory of me
Or who you think I may be.
That's all you'll ever have
A hazy visage
And never all of me.

#heartbreak #loss #goodbye #woman #heartbroken #empowerment #women #selfempowerment #farewell #girlpower

Autumn Jun 2014

Myself.

Do not feel bad for me.
Do not feel sad for me.
Do not feel mad for me.
I am completely capable of feeling for myself.

#love #sad #life #happiness #bad #myself #empowerment #mad #selfempowerment #forme

Klara Mar 2014

you (st)ar(e)

What fascinates me about stars,
is that they are born from explosions
and built from collapsed particles.
I like to think that people are like that as well.
So whenever you feel like everything
is getting a little too much
and you are about to give up and explode,
don't be afraid to collapse.
Let yourself crumble.
This is not your destruction,
it is your birth
it is your time to shine.

I swear I always feel as if my poems do not make any sense

#hope #this #star #tag #work #how #thing #explosion #does #selfempowerment

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