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Roselyn Oct 2024
I give advice with steady grace,
A calming smile, a patient face.
I tell you things you need to know,
To lift you up when you're feeling low.

I say, "Stay strong, you’ll make it through,"
"Don't give up, there's light for you."
But deep inside, where no one sees,
Those are the words I truly need.

I offer comfort, warm and kind,
To soothe your heart and ease your mind.
I tell you, “You’re enough, don’t fear,”
But how I wish someone were near,
To tell me the same, to ease my pain,
To whisper hope through pouring rain.

I say, "Take heart, you’re not alone,"
"Keep going strong, you’ve always grown."
But late at night, when I can't sleep,
I wish those words were mine to keep.

For every phrase, for every guide,
Is what I crave but can’t confide.
I lift you up, but silently,
I wish someone would do that for me.

You see my strength, you see me there,
Always someone who seems to care.
But the truth is, I’m barely whole,
My words are bandages for my soul.

I’ve built a wall, I’ve played my part,
Yet no one sees my breaking heart.
I heal the wounds of those I love,
But never speak what I dream of.

So every time I say, "Be brave,"
I'm longing for the love I gave.
For in the wisdom that I share,
Is a voice that whispers, "I'm still scared."

I guide you through, I help you fight,
But in the dark, I lose my light.
And though I’m strong for everyone,
I’m still waiting for someone to come.

To give me back the words I give,
To remind me why it's good to live.
To lift me up when I can't stand,
To hold me tight and understand.

But until then, I’ll carry on,
Be strong for you, even when I'm gone.
For even if I break inside,
I’ll never let you see me hide.

I'll be the voice that clears your doubt,
Even as mine is drowning out.
And maybe, one day, I’ll believe
The words I speak, the love I need.
Lokenath Roy Sep 2024
It seems to be;
I walk, where your legs tire
I sing, where you forget your melody
It seems to be;
I have lived for you, when death was pasturing your heart
I have built for you, a world full of nothing but art
It seems to be;
I have not been there for myself, all this while.
—for people who forgot to find time to love themselves
silvervi Sep 2024
It's alright, baby,
Just the way it is,
No need to change a thing.

It's alright, baby,
Just the way it is,
No need to fall apart.
A spontaneous song I sang. Probably to soothe myself.
silvervi Sep 2024
I am starting to arrive
At MYSELF,
Finally tasting
The fruits
Of self care and
Self-help.

That supportive voice
I started to hear
Took years of work
To appear.

Now I am blessed
With warmth in my chest,
It's all I ever needed
And some rest.
Self-care and working on oneself, journaling, meditation, art, reflection. Self-support through toughest times. It all pays off in the end.
Emery Feine Sep 2024
There's never been a poem written about me
But if there was, this is how I'd want it to be:

Her hair looked like the waves from the sea
Her determination was like a bumble bee
She wanted nothing more than to be free
She thought as she drank her favorite tea,
"One day you'll love me too, maybe"
"Maybe you'll love me too," said she
And one day when I climbed a tree
I shouted to the world her name and its syllables of three
But I never really knew her, so I could never see
How her mind was trapped in a memory
And I could never free my love, Emery
this is my 70th poem, written on 12/21/23.. I don't like this one
I know that for now you don't see much

In yourself, and that the touch

Of God on your head seems quite far

You still cry each day so hard

The clouds are struggling to keep up

And you just went all in pre-flop

On yourself, in life, decided to become a giver

To yourself, flow with the river

Play the cards you have been given

And the devil's bluffing well

Deceiving you people can tell

How horrible you're deep inside

And you can try but you can't hide

Your real self, maybe only from yourself

But they all see,

You are despair and scarcity

And doomed to die a nobody

But just you wait, the love you seek

Will be revealed on the fourth street

You'll see him back away a bit

You'll see some hope and all his *******

And just before the river comes

He'll give it all his chips and curse

The blessings coming up,

Trying to make you give up

Do not turn back, you know your worth

You have been love ever since birth

Keep your conviction, show your cards

The river will make him run yards

And you will flow and see that your scars

Are actually part of the compass

Guiding you to the love inside

About one thing he was right

From yourself you cannot hide

And now you see quite easily

The love and freedom that you seek

Were all in you straight from the start

Congrats, that is actually the whole ***

You won't hear it outside heaven but

God is amazed, screams out your name

And just says "****, what a nice play".

_M.
Sam Harty Sep 2024
I always seem
to be on the edge
sharp blade,
shard of glass,
cliff's ledge.

There's no place
to grab on
no path or foothold
should I choose
to make any move,
to be so bold.

Edges
are an odd thing
one can
plummet wildly
or spread
your wings.

I close my eyes
and feel the choice
am I in danger?
am I overjoyed?
Hanging haphazardly?
Or delicately poised.

The amount of balance
is mine to determine
am I teetering on disaster?
or leaning forward to fly?
One things for certain
I won't know unless I try.
Aimée Sep 2024
Look at you!
Look at how far you've come,
Don't doubt yourself or what you can become.
I know sometimes it's hard,
And things in life get heavy,
But God looked at you & decided,
That it's YOU who lives this journey.
He saw your potential,
And sees it everyday,
Even if you think you're weak,
That's a trick your mind will play.
You are beautiful the way you are,
You don't need social medias lies,
Telling you what is true,
And judging every look & size.
You are here to live your life,
You're not here to live for social media,
So please do you, be you,
And don't let it deceive ya.
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