#value poems on Hello Poetry

Adam Childs Mar 2015

What is net worth but simply an
amount and expression of control
and power.
An outside objective measurement
that tells you nothing about true
value.
As the value of a cake can be defined
by its real size and tangible taste.
Its worth can only be determined by
set of mystical numbers that have
no size or taste.
And the quality of a cake will be built
on the quality of the ingredients.
But its worth will only give  you
a percentage number for that cake.

Going head to head to increase
our net worth we loose all our
sense of true value.
As kind acts never increase net worth
we again become lost and loose
our sense of true value.
But as we shift our sites to the
bull eye in the center of our hearts
our acts take on a brand new quality.

As  we work together blending
with each other we can create a
loving taste.
While a silent death with his scythe
sweeps the earth leveling all male ego.
Never strangled by individual
profit we work together for
our souls comfort.
As we know our value can never
be recognized by what we hold
in our pocket.
But by the taste, of that which
we add and share with  life.

So has the epidemic of low self esteem
got anything to do with our confusion
between net worth and value.
Because I have to ask what do they
have in common as they really do
keep on arguing.
So I have to call upon a great divorce,
a divorce that would make us all a lot
more happy.
As we all together discover the center
of our boundless hearts which really
know the difference between net worth
and true value.

I just want to write this to inspire thought it is not my intention to promote any political view only to study our mind sets.

#self #work #money #value #esteem

Jacob Oates Mar 2015

My Right Mind's Eye Exam

With a whirlpool of intentions and a focus greatly skewed

My declaration of disdain with my voice has this imbued:

Having ****** into the chaos of a modern need for thriving

With a trust that all my actions give me credit for surviving

Don't ask me for my progress, as I doubt you want to hear it

You've picked out your priority, yet contention makes you fear it

Bursted bubbles of illusion gave you free fall to the curse

of scatter plots for your design as you could only make it worse

Pick apart and yes unravel every thought you've come across

Shifted eyes upon the prize has darted off and at a loss

Identity has forced my hand to cry out for the masses

But contrivances you understand are killing off our chances

Everyone is sure and no one seems to quite grasp the fact

That catharsis marks a farce as art and we're all caught up in the act

Set the stage, turn the page, start from the top, we know it's crucial

Knowing meaning is a feeling, but the feeling it seems is mutual

#perspective #existence #worth #meaning #value #focus

Jarel Allen Mar 2015

Note to Her

To the girl in the back of the class, headphones blasting waiting for your day to be to be over, and hoping tomorrow won't be the same. I just want you to know something, I understand.
I understand that when you tend to get quiet, it's because everything that you hold captive inside is slowly consuming you from within. I see the scars you wear from the restraint you had, keeping you from truly being happy. I notice the pain you wear on your sleeve, covering up won't make it unnoticeable to my eye baby girl I see it all and I'm here to help. The wonders you bring to the world, and you don't even know it. You are the action potential to my neuron, sending me messages through space and time that can only be picked up at certain levels. Levels that are off the chart, and beyond many limits. I just want you to see the spark that you have, because it's greater than any star in any galaxy in a land far far away. And if you need a shoulder to cry on, just know you can count on me any day. For I am a hand, and you are its Palm. Soft and sensitive, with a tough layer of protection from it getting hurt. In this I ask of you to pick your head up, and hold your chin high and learn grace. Stop existing in this space we call life and live. Live to the capacity of your worth, and teach your knowledge to those in search of enlightenment. Bind your foot to your mind, so you can know what it is like to step inside of a dream, but bring a mirror to make it a reality. Because seeing is believing, and it is all you need for things to be true. Take this journey to find the key to your heart, and unlock it to find your passions, and remember, in order to get to the ending there is always a new beginning waiting to happen.

#love #friendship #stress #purpose #value #watch

Sheldon Dsouza Feb 2015

Value That Someone

Value someone who values you not like silver and gold,
Value someone who values you in fact ten times fold.

Value someone who values your smile,
Value someone who in difficult times makes smiling worthwhile.

Value someone who has always been there through the thick and the thin,
Value someone who has held you through late nights and gin.

Value someone who may irritate you till you pull your hair out,
Value someone who would knockout anyone else who tried to in a single bout.

Value someone who catches your every precious tear drop,
Value someone who does everything in and out of the book to make those stop.

Value someone who assures you that not all is lost,
Value someone who inspires you at no cost.

Value someone who protects you from every scratch and rake,
Value someone who spends the worlds time with you putting everything else at stake.

Value someone who holds you when nothing is right,
Value someone who's always there all your worries to fight.

Value someone who stands up for you in every situation,
Value someone who never gives up on you and goes for a vacation.

Value someone who does not care what the world says about you,
Value someone who recognizes the real inner you and believes you are unique in your very own way too.

Value someone with whom you may have the biggest of a fight,
Value someone who still incessantly stands two steps behind you and for you with a smile whether day or night.

Value someone who values you for what you are,
Value someone who continues to value you every minute and every hour, whether you are close or whether you are far...

#value

Nothing Much Jan 2015

My Value

I often wonder what I'm worth
and I think Ive got it figured out
I've factored in the current exchange rates
the value of my damaged parts

I am worth the quarters in your pocket
popped into a pinball machine on a saturday night
the arcade lights flashing like police sirens

I am worth a couple of your smiles,
of your lips and hands a few minutes at a time
you give me more
but I am a risky investment
you know how unstable the market is

I am worth about four hundred calories a day
anything more is theft

I am worth an extra blanket
but not turning up the heat
I am worth chamomile tea
without a spoonful of honey
I am worth keeping alive
but not truly living

So I total up the sum of my parts
and pin on a price tag as if it's my name
I am on clearance, perched on the buy-it-now final sale shelf
hoping that I'm not too expensive

#value #self-worth

Nena Twedell Jan 2015

My Pearl

one grain of sand
inside one clam
The clam spends time with this grain of sand
it is nurtured
it is protected
it is valued
it is loved
it is seen as an important part of the clams life
it then becomes a pearl

Why are you so clammed up?
I'm clammed up because I am making a pearl
I am making myself my own pearl
creating my own beauty
Shining my imperfections as if they were weaknesses
I am loving myself
And protecting myself from the toxic environment the world around me can be
I am learning the value of myself
Nurturing myself
The pearl is my own sense of self.
That is my pearl

#love #beauty #protection #value #sand #nurture #selfworth #pearl #clam

Stefan Smith Jan 2015

Uninvited Lessons

I break through the barriers
You set in my life
Look past the decisions
That took your future out of sight

You didn’t see the hope
That could’ve made your breath matter
You just took that needle
And watched your dreams shatter

I was always told
That your laugh was contagious
You’d light up that room
Like nobody else, they’d say this

I wish I could just see it
To see you at your best
Even when you hid the scars
Buried underneath your chest

I wish they didn’t judge you
I wish they just loved you
I wish they didn’t show you hatred
But told you,
you could make it

Because even a gloomy moon’s reflection
Can show the light
A man with no direction
Still has a reason to fight
A man with no good intentions
Can still choose what’s right
A man with no vision
Still has sight

You just had to look.
Look past the corruption
To understand that the
Idols led to nothing

The ****** that filled your veins
That caused you pain
That controlled your brain
That made you go insane
Was not an unbreakable chain

People tell me I shouldn’t
Think about my past
They say it’s only my future I should grasp
They say I can’t learn anything
From the life you lived
Cause the decisions you made
Have nothing to give

But dad,
I don’t listen
I think of you often
I try to understand
The purpose of your coffin
I try to understand
Why you wanted to be forgotten
I try to understand
Why you thought your life was rotten
Because that is far from the truth
You were just strapped to a bomb
You didn’t know how to diffuse

So you did teach me something
That no matter the mess
I will never give up on the people
Society defines helpless
Or turn my back
on someone who’s in distress
Because they’re lost
And they forget what it feels like to be blessed

And so I want to live
My life so I can prove
That no matter your situation
It can be renewed
And no matter the chains
They can be removed
Because the life we live
Is not a life to loose

Because even a gloomy moons reflection
Can show the light
A man with no direction
Still has a reason to fight
A man with no good intentions
Can still choose what’s right
A man with no vision
Still has sight.

You just have to look.

For my dad.

#death #acceptance #value #overcome #lessons

Taylor Prince Jan 2015

It's 2015.

I will believe that I am valuable.
I will believe that time is too.

#beginnings #positivity #value #newyear #affirmation #2015

Hailey P Dec 2014

worth

It ***** that I was not even worth an apology

#worth #value #apologies

Sombro Dec 2014

Ark

I walked through a Spanish city
Or through Spain, certainly
At the end of a walk of pity
A church rose up before me
I went within to see

Inside the walls were printed
Gold was in the air
No idol left so tainted
By blandness in its golden hair
I left as soon as I would dare

Beside the church I spotted
A shop that wanted gold to pawn
My trepidation jotted
Words from which this poem’s born
I saw a doom of gold forlorn

Should men who see the value
Of all the things they shouldn’t touch
Take their fill, then **** you!
We’d lose a past worth twice as much
History, the present’s crutch

Leave the gold of past alone
For it is the moulded lives
Of so many who gave flesh and bone
To ensure our world still thrives
Gold is God that fate derives

It’s not the rarest thing
It’s not magic, it’s not free
But gold was loved by men who bring
The past to you and me
Lessons, love and history

So do not melt it into bars
Don’t hide it in the dark
For nothing holds forgotten scars
Like the art that makes its mark
On time’s metal shining ark.

#gold #history #value #ark