Confident Poems

Confident poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of confident poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on confident are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Stand Out

Stand Out short poem

I don’t think you should go where everyone has been before Sitting on the fence makes no sense It’s either a yes or no And I think you should do what no one has done before Blaze your trail Don’t

Self-help

Self help short poem

A tiny little bee buzzing on a tree flutters its wings inspecting every flower for the divine nectar! A tiny little ant scurries its way waving its feelers inspecting every particle if it is its food! A chirping little sparrow

Poems containing references to : Confident

Never Give Up The Gift, Life

Never Give Up The Gift, Life long poem

Listen, listen to my beating heart It has learnt the expression art Hear, hear my bold manly voice It has learnt the speech to rejoice Look, look at my confident eyes They have learnt adjustment to rise Yes I have

The Huntress

The Huntress short poem

You were standing alone In a crowded room And going round in my head The same old tune. Eyes of cold sapphire Holding me stark, In the dark despair Of a panther’s stare. Futile attempts To move, to turn The

Explicit Simplicity

Explicit Simplicity short poem

A flower conveys passion, In its own language, Of a deep feeling, That fears revealing itself, As it blooms. Beauty is its simplicity, Interpreting life explicitly, In colors and fragrance, Dancing in the rain, With a confident smile. A child

Me, The Big Girl Now Mumsy!

Me, The Big Girl Now Mumsy! short poem

“A kid’s world, when growing up to be a confident girl, after passing the toddler phase”. I am such a big girl now, dear mommy Yippee, I can play with me now so easy But, I still love your warm

Sandpit

Sandpit short poem

It’s the middle of the exam season, I’m walking home from college, The same way I’ve always gone, Going over a few more notes on my phone. On my way, I pass a playground. Right in the middle, I see

The Twist, She Is Me.

The Twist, She Is Me. long poem

As she looks back it’s been, the same situation but a different cause. Sitting in her room, in the corner with a knife. She knew it was so wrong, but it felt so right…. The next thing she is watching

You’ve Got Class

Youve Got Class short poem

Oooh somewhat of a Charles Dickens Character, from your hat to your boots, Well I can tell you’re different than most People these days but hey that’s a good Thing, it’s got my goat if you know what I mean,

You’ve Got Class

Youve Got Class long poem

Oooh somewhat of a Charles Dickens Character from your hat to your boots Well I can tell you’re different than most People these days but hey that’s a good Thing it’s got my goat if you know what I mean,

No Goodbyes

No Goodbyes short poem

It was that wicked drug, Not some contagious bug, That caused a goodbye without a hug. We certainly cried when you died, And our tears eventually just dried, Because your potential to shine was denied. Even though you are dead,

Foundation Day

Foundation Day short poem

On 11July, 1994 a legacy was born Holding lovely roses without any thorn Lighting many caves which were forever dark; With Cherian, Anandi and Varsha named spark. Though small and fragile earlier in nature She never let any student see

Battle Cries

Battle Cries short poem

The hopeless eyes and tear stained horror of a far-away, fragile gaze, where once a sweet and happy child dwelt, till the innocence of life was erased. The tears have dried up, cried out with the pain of battered beseeching

The Phoenix That I Know

The Phoenix That  I  Know short poem

Nestled in the lap of a blooming tree She had just begun to weave Dreams of a sunny tomorrow . But Fate had planned otherwise And hatched a cruel plot To nip her hopes in the bud . A bolt

A Child

A Child prose poem

They like to pose , just as the pretty rose, they like to fly like birds so high in the sky, they act naughty like a little monkey, they like to be clicked every time, they like to interact as

Dreams- A Living Transformation

Dreams  A Living Transformation prose poem

When the night was full of terrors, As a child what you had encountered in your sleep with the demons or devils, Or the beautifully adorned prince or princesses, The superheroes and the fantasies and yet some more- “Dreams” ,

I, The Weedling

I, The Weedling prose poem

Unconditional love is rare and hard to obtain. It’s hard to be confident when I have only been trampled upon. I can be bound in a vast field of flowers, but I am not the beautiful orchid or the rare

Eclipsed

Eclipsed long poem

As soon as upon the east, the Sun appeared The darkness out of fear slowly disappeared The Sun immediately commenced the invasion To conquer the skies and complete the mission Annihilating the stars which were apart The sun added each

Fifty Years From Now ..

Fifty Years From Now .. short poem

Fifty years from now, I’d see a retired woman in the mirror of the world. Sitting beside the man of my dreams, I’d notice his face with wrinkles and effects of ageing, that must have penetrated into my skin as

Seek What’s Missing In Me

Seek Whats Missing In Me short poem

Positive thinking brought positive results I bounced back from my mind’s insults I’m free from the torture my mind endured How bad I truly was seems absurd Free to enjoy the future once more Can use my mind for what

Storming Out During Blackberry Season

Storming Out During Blackberry Season long poem

somewhere out on the island after a bitter flight one of those roads where they let the timber stand stuck to the blind undulations in the landscape peaks and troughs more or less permanent just an empty place for wildlife

Sense Of Freedom

Sense  Of Freedom ballad

In the morning, nothing: every trace of him effaced, all the field pure white, its surface glittering, the dawn, glancing from its glaze, oblique, relentless, unadorned. It is the silver jubilee year Of a wedding knot tied On a September

Self-esteem

Self esteem long poem

Submerged in the bitter waters of negativity I felt like I was walking on air It’s as if my air of arrogance allowed me to defy gravity To make me less dense than a strand of hair I was proud.

A Mother

A Mother long poem

A mother will suffer real agony for her child to feel adored And will cry so many tears to have her child to understand being truly loved She will teach her child the true meaning of good and bad And

Seek What’s Missing In Me

Seek Whats Missing In Me short poem

Positive thinking brought positive results I bounced back from my minds insults Im free from the torture my mind endured How bad I truly was seems absurd Free to enjoy the future once more Can use my mind for what

The Monster In The Mirror

The Monster In The Mirror short poem

How can this happen, this horrible thing Beyond comprehension, my mouth covered, My eyes frozen, in horrified stillness. Surely a person could not do this, Could not be this cruel. A fire rose swiftly in my heart. My hand clinched

I See You

I See You short poem

I see you on the dancefloor, a beam of light in the darkness. I see you with my eyes closed, when we share our first kiss. I see you with your clothes off, and I am struck with awe. I

Me

Me prose poem

Me, a singularity, vast, color fast, has a very good forecast and will flabbergast. Me, resilient at times brilliant and on the same token often broken. Me can be unforgiving, dangerously living but on the flip side, dignified, able to

From A Single Lovebird

From A Single Lovebird long poem

I am a pretty little yellow lovebird I live in my hut like golden cage My feathers so beautiful It’s waterproof and has colourful plumage It’s my only home I do not want to fly away I get what I

Man Is Man’s Foe

Man Is Mans Foe short poem

Man is man’s foe, Woman is woman’s foe. But a child is a child’s pal. Innocent wins innocent – Knowledge defeats knowledge, Widens the gap between the wise men, Wrecking their heads, To satisfy their revenge! One that burns the

You are wind

You are wind short poem

I believed you were a tree, the way your hair flowed in some evenings. I believed you were a bird, the way your eyelids fluttered, when you looked at the sky. but now, I know better. you are no tree

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Tenuous Sinew

Tenuous Sinew short poem

The shadow crawls across the room and slips behind the door I sit and light a fire in the middle of the floor The fire burns brightly but I want more Smoke fills the room and an apparition of golden

Reuben For Christmas

Reuben For Christmas short poem

From the streets of San Francisco in 1984 There came a stranger knocking on our door He was known by all in the neighbourhood His name was Reuben and he wanted food We gave him a meal and it was

Here

Here short poem

Beautiful cool sunny Autumn day breezy mid November Monday in LA looking west through that sloped glass wall that runs the length of the house from north to south I hear nothing call nothing at all you’d be braggin over

Lost

Lost ballad

Where is my feeling of anticipation Where is my gentle voice of persuasion Where is my rock and my foundation Where is the ease of my frustration Where are your thoughts and your reflection Where is your support and your

New Generation

New Generation short poem

One’s existence was threatened by the overseeing iguana like crested disguise. Repressive, explosive eyes. You are trapped in words beneath bewitching smile. The ‘V’ sign for violence becomes more obvious. That hits you in face. The eastern wind is blowing.

Beyond Their Virtue

Beyond Their Virtue short poem

It was the day , when I saw the marginalized attired brains and the barbarity of the Indian society . I was sitting on a seat , when he climbed up the bus , a young man , around his

God The Banana

God The Banana long poem

Picture a diamond spinning against the dark, flinging back the brilliance of a sun. Move a little closer – you’ll be stunned how lakes and oceans flash, how ice-caps spark. Zoom in lower still and see the forests, so vibrant,

A Beautiful Mind

A Beautiful Mind short poem

I have known a beautiful mind A mind that never ceased to work A mind that wove webs of thoughts And emotions I have known a beautiful mind That stored beautiful memories within A mind that never ceased to be

Greatness

Greatness short poem

Some of us have it Most of us Wish we could just touch It for a second But few have any idea what it really Is or even how It’s formed that pulse You feel when want or desire so