#youself poems on Hello Poetry

Deepali Apr 2019

WHO ARE YOU?

The question is deeper,
You must go deep than this,
You have to go deeper.

How can it be a common world?
its a most uncommon world
whatever it is that appears for you,
you are the seer of it
you are the one who sees it.

Who are you ???
How can it be a common taste?
its every time uncommon taste
whatever it is that appears for you,
you are the tester of it
you are the one who taste it
even the food,
even the fragrance of perfume
even identifying with something
camping, sleeping and flying
all of these are phenomena that you are observing.
who are you ?

#youself #world #you #thinking

Aishwarya Ezhava Jul 2018

SELF-LOVE

I feel the need to walk alone,
Counting my steps, one two three
And laugh at myself, how stupid me.

I feel the need to have a talk,
Talk that makes no sense, neither
to you nor to me, oh God!

I feel the need to take a turn,
From vibes that are negative, which
may never ever uplift me.

I feel the need of soothing music,
A little now and a little later, I need
it every passing hour.

I feel the need to love myself,
As i need to be loved,
Purely, perfectly and passionately.

#love #youself #selflove #poem #poetry

Nicole Dawn May 2015

Learn to Fit in

Put on your costume,
And throw on your mask.
You've got to fit in.
It's your life's only task.

Don't be yourself.
That's ever too lame.
You're far too unique.
Let's all be the same.

#society #mask #same #unique #lame #costume #youself

Cat Fiske May 2015

Life [10w]

Life is hard
don't let yourself get down,
stand proud,

life
10w

#life #hard #10w #down #dont #proud #getdown #youself #lifeishard #dontletyourself

Daylight 4U2C Apr 2015

'You'?

You keep looking for yourself,
because you want so badly to see the 'real' you
so you look at quotes,
you experiment with lifestyles,
you question what you could be,
you look in a mirror but feel lied to,
then you hit a certain age and feel struck,
it's all between laughable and sad,
you notice the person behind every line of lipstain,
every cloak of cashmere,
and every bud on a cig,
you had this little speck of originality that no one understands.
Through all the time you spent trying to find yourself,
you were you,
it was just so hard to comprehend.

#are #you #who #finding #understand #discovery #where #experiment #explore #youself

Life and Death Jan 2015

Fate

As fate knocks on my door,
I just imagine why it was for,
Another reason I was told,
Just so that I can be sold.
He would sell me like scrape,
Even when he new I wasn't crap,
He said to me that I was worthless,
I believed in him more or less.
I couldn't hear what he said,
It went something along the lines of the dead,
When yet I could see a sound,
I could just hear a faint pound.
He was hear and it was true,
That I was all but his druid.

Eh, I was kinda bored

#death #him #fate #that #less #youself

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