We both jumped off a cliff,
I fell
You flew
We both went for a dip,
You swam
I sank to darker hues
Each night my dreams play
On replay
These similar troublesome tales
Yet the day brings the light
Which reflects the words I only dare believe
From your eyes
And the rhythm of your heart
Beats several strides slower
Just so mine can catch up,
Even though you've always been faster than me
What I mean is,
I'm the kind of gal whose EQ
Can't tell the difference between
"I appreciate you" and "you're a loser"
And my whole being can't understand why you never
Give up
On me
And after all I've been through
I'm also that one who's too afraid to
Pray for a miracle
Even though
God gave me you
I might be working the
Rest of my life
To see what's right in front of me
But even I'm not dumb enough to know it's worth it
to be of use
without abuse
there’s no excuse
a bit obtuse?
well-cooked my goose?
slide on the noose?
that I refuse!
slip on my shoes
spread the news
do not confuse
it’s not a ruse
but what I choose
I’ve paid my dues
UNDONE
I have come undone
Powerless as one
My heart is heavy, my thoughts run deep
I'm drowning in the tears I weep
Searching for a sacred place
To help me mend my fall from Grace
Looking out to see the light
As darkness falls on silent night
Just one more prayer to save my soul
Reclaim a life that lost control
Free the past with self atone
And be grateful for each day I own
Ah, you are so young still,
too tender to see how the storms are shaping you.
These trials—though heavy now—
are quietly teaching you how to rise.
Do you know, even now,
you are already on the right path?
One day, you will stand fierce—
undaunted, unbroken—
no matter what life dares to place in your way.
Your strength is already blooming.
I thought I’d be the one
someone would fight to keep.
That my absence would make you pause,
that my silence would make you care.
I wasn’t asking for the world—
just a sign that I mattered.
But here I stand,
wondering if I’ll always be
the one waiting to be seen.
Maybe I’m learning now:
No one’s coming back.
The fight I was waiting for
starts with me.
To walk forward,
alone if I have to,
and hold my head high—
knowing I am enough,
even when no one showed me.
Alienated into thinking I needed validation
Becoming a little rough on the edges
Cornered heart seeks originality
Diamond mind has been rusted
Emotional value is increasing
Fighting through it all
Grandiosity never came
Hi everyone, what shall we do next?
Interesting way of introducing,
Jeopardising oneself, making myself the clown.
Kind enough to reinvent itself
Limerence of fanatical behaviours
Mandatory to health, sought no one's friend
Night vision has been done for
Optimistic endeavours led me to figuring out
Past the ambience of melancholic order
Questioning self worth isnt for me.
What does it mean to matter?
How do you get to matter more,
when your mattering takes
a battering at its core.
Do we want to matter in the moment,
or is it what we leave behind
that really matters?
Does mattering lie in the hands we hold,
In the whispers to the heart and soul
In things we touch,
In the things we leave behind,
In the legacy built up
before we must depart?
How much do you matter?
Is your mattering enough
for self and others?
Or is it just a smattering,
of what you could achieve.
if mattering really mattered.
Have you ever wondered why,
Why would people love you?
Why would they care?
Why would you be worth the effort?
Then also wonder why...
Why should you not love yourself?
Why should you not care?
Why are you not worthy?
If love comes with a condition,
Why would it be love?
At least you should not put conditions,
In your path of self-love.
Give yourself a chance,
Like you have given others,
If you think they deserve it,
Then tell me why you don't.
However you look,
Whatever you have done,
Others put conditions,
Nature has put none.
As this train will come to a stop unexpectedly in the happy hour,
And the station is a thousand miles more, yet not there but,
The urge to go back and book again, but how?
True, nobody can know, nobody will know
That Lions and bears cry too
And they crave just
A little love and
A hug
End!
Not yet
Not yet the end
Only the beginning to a
Long journey, that I embark on
I am sitting, looking, waiting for a train
One that will take me to the far end, dream land
One filled with ethereal culmination of beauty unseen
And in my holy mountain, none bruises another’s feet on account of,
The weight that made the temple to crush cruelly in the ruins of former Egypt
None shall point a finger to the least of the unimportant, oh yes
None shall falsely accuse even the condemned of Misri
It is a world filled with wonder and beauty beyond
And there we will cheer for a past forgotten
Beauty that will make the soul merry
Merry for a beginning of the end
And end to the beginning of
The end of a long cry
A flawless smile
Beauty of the
End
If I proclaim my visage fair and true,
Who dares to counter what my lips declare?
If I resist the thoughts that evil brew,
Whose aim it is to strip my pride laid bare?
Who shall oppose the judgment I bestow,
When in my heart such certainty is found?
For I am shaped by hands that grace doth know,
By Heaven’s will, in beauty I am crowned.
No fool shall judge the worth that I possess,
For in my gaze, pure confidence resides;
In God’s own image, I am formed, no less,
And in His love, no flaw in me abides.
But lo, the world doth cast its scornful eye,
And whispers doubt in tones of dark disdain;
Yet I stand firm, beneath the open sky,
For truth and virtue shall my soul sustain.
With courage bold, I rise against the tide,
And break the chains of every mocking voice;
In strength of spirit, I shall e’er abide,
For in my worth, I make a steadfast choice.
Who dares defy the truth I here proclaim?
For in His sight, I stand without a shame.
Let all who question know, I am but steel,
And none shall shake the faith that I reveal.
Self Worth is happiness
Self worth is living your own life
Self Worth is not guiding a person into a ditch
Self Worth is not laughing at the unhealthy
Self Worth is telling a friend the truth
Self Worth is uplifting
Self Worth is positive
Self Worth is not how pretty you are
Self Worth is not how rich you are
Self Worth...Is helping your enemy off the floor
Do not be envious of the water that waters another's yard
The grass is always greener, and a reason for their trivial mirth
Remember the green grows from dirt
We are all victims of light, Polaroid
2D snapshot moments, they are no full picture
You fret over paper-images developed in darkness
There is nothing too big about you
That doesn't already have a place in this world
Except maybe your heart, its heaven sent
Fear not their jeering gestures and taunting sneers
They have not known the depth of you
Theirs is cleverly veiled pain crying out for acceptance
Who wouldn't want the sun for a smile?
And the twinkle of stars in their eyes?
I crave the light you bring everyday
I can see it in your eyes from across the room,
makes my heart ache, it’s a mistake - why do you
compare the self-view, dark-hue worst of yourself
to the online best of who?
Gosh dammit! I can’t stand it! If I had a single wish –
open windows, heal the widows and the few.
Those who give it all away, feel they fail some way
to the online best of who.
Wanna burn it to the ground, plow it under, put it down,
help you understand your beauty from my view.
Cuz it’s all a bunch of , give it up, don’t look at it...
yeah, the online best of who.
My self esteem never peaked
Mental abuse always leaked
From your foul and mean mouth
All my dignity just flew south
And never came back again
Your so proud that you could win
The power of my sad heart
Broken from the very start
I was born -- it never ended
Young and naive you pretnended
To care for and love me true
Dishonest lies came from you
As I grew and figured out
What your lies were all about
It was too late for me to find
Self esteem of any kind
All my self worth you just ruined
My anger is largely brewing
As I think back to the days
I never recognized the ways
My siblings received the love
I needed and missed so much
Was I such a useless burden
You threw me aside and hurtin'
Fragile, unsure and so young
My chance on life never begun
An innocent baby can not grow
Without the love a parent shows
Why did my sisters and brothers
Get the love while I was smothered
By neglect and loneliness
So much joy my life has missed
A little girl trapped in the fate
Of so much despair and hate
A wall divides
me from that
peace of mind.
A peace I hope
one day I'll find.
But unti then,
I stare at the wall
and wonder
how its fair
to break down
when it was I
who did the hurting.
I stare at the wall
and I know
it was never fair.
That's what he
called it,
what he always said.
Like a broken record
reminding me
it would never be equal
and the fool I was
thought it was a joke.
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