Empowerment Poems

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

Woman Dexterity

Woman Dexterity short poem

She was a child in her mother’s womb, Who was born in the deadly night of new moon. People tried to poison her, Because she was a girl- But the real power of women dexterity saved her. When she grew

She

She short poem

She was killed even before she was born, She was raped and they said her clothes aren’t so long, She ached for months as long as nine, There’s a scar on her face but she says it’s all fine, At

The Other Side

The Other Side prose poem

Your words have become harsher these days Unrealistic, cruel and unnatural Still I’m surprised at their inability to shock me Or to affect me any further Not that I have become immune to it But, I think, rationalism is the

Birth

Birth long poem

Nobody likes me, everybody does too I’m not divine, neither are you. Why do you hate to hear about a daughter? And cannot make your brain broader! You have used me as a tool; Never allowed me to attend school.

I, A Girl

I, A Girl long poem

I, girl am expected to carry this world. And, also I, a girl am advised to stay away from this world. These stubborn men never respect me, yet, they are the one who need me. I, a girl am the

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A Female’s Agony

A Females Agony short poem

When she entered the temple of a man, She was seduced by his dark heart.. Well, only thing she could do is stand, And see her feelings fall apart. She is the pride of our homes, But her femininity was

Breaking Wall

Breaking Wall short poem

There is a gentleness in the morning sky. you open the door, smile back at the sparse clouds it’s now much easier to forget the dark dreams. time to get to know one another over a cup of tea, a

The Girl I Need

The Girl I Need long poem

A girl, I need, not as a boy, as I know what a boy behaves like; not as a mother, to chase me with a cane in her hands, to repeat the dos and don’ts; not as a wife, claiming

Child Marriage: Plights Before Me

Child Marriage: Plights Before Me short poem

Child Marriage: Plights Before Me. Innocence in me, society betrayed, joy in me- society destroyed, wonderful future ahead of me society truncated. Child Marriage: Plights Before Me. Innocence in me, society betrayed, joy in me- society destroyed, wonderful future ahead

India Of My Dream

India Of My Dream short poem

Known by tiranga, is our developing nation, Dreams come true, people play their part with passion ; Civilised,cultured lilliputs with big hearts, All together, love together is the dream for my nation…! Salute to the soldiers, their attributes and sacrifices,

The Girl Ineed

A girl I need, just for a girl, not as a boy, As I know what a boy behaves like; Not as a mother to chase me With a cane in her hands, To repeat the dos and don’ts; Not

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A Dedication to a Friend

A Dedication to a Friend short poem

With this angel, One can always tell, She’s a lady, oh so swell! When she walks into a room, She makes everyone go va va voom! She makes the guys swoon, She takes them to the moon. She takes their

Scent Of A Stranger

Scent Of A Stranger short poem

A waft of breeze touched my face. A puff of scent filled my senses. You brushed my hand, Gently, as you walked passed. I turned. Tranced. Bewitched. My eyes followed. I saw you over those busy shoulders. Your blue shirt.

Futurity

Futurity short poem

The show is on. Sedition will play with death now. Deceitful black knives, white gloves. No hope, battle lines are drawn. The wasps are whirring at a furious speed stings ready to inject venom. Bronzed body, huge turbaned skull. Eyes

Nothing Is Set In Stone

Nothing Is Set In Stone long poem

Standing here at the crossroads I can’t help but to feel a little apprehensive About which path I should take but I just Can’t stand here after many mountains, valleys And rivers crossed. I guess it’s just a leap of

Only In My Poetry (part II)

Only In My Poetry (part II) short poem

I wrote these words again; Feelings with you I have gained These were the words— Telling you’re my inspiration, And now it’s fell into affection. Only in my poetry Words where I found your beauty. Place to spent time loving

The Angel Of Light

The Angel Of Light short poem

The angel of death, against the Angel of Light, Praise God, Jesus, has won this fight! Death is now dead, and the grave is in hell, Stand up, children of God, and for this victory yell! For Jesus is lord,

Time, Think And Act

Time, Think And Act short poem

As the time flies, we never realise how it went off, We can Memorise and analyse, how we had spent it off at the end, To lead a happy life, TIME, THINK and ACT should be at-least linear!! As we

Generation X

Generation X short poem

Atlantis reborn we are the ancient ones who have returned Generation X timeline 69 to 79 and we will raise our young To be genius of mind and care for the baby boomers until Their spirits are rapture on down

Accidents

Accidents short poem

My mother once told me Not to cry over spilled milk, Because accidents happen. My mother once told me Not to make a mountain Out of a molehill, Because accidents happen. My mother once told me When things go awry

Tough Wishes

Tough Wishes short poem

They aren’t half as malicious as you make them to be, not half as cruel as your intentions can be. Gullible and docile, with wits so fragile, you wish you had been kinder. You toss and turn, till vicious they

Judgement

Judgement short poem

In a death-trap of a stadium, as if I am stoned to death. Chrysanthemums bloomed in vain. On your body three beasts climbed for ravaging a fawn. The rape was only your fault, you had to die. When a crowd

They Tell Me

They Tell Me short poem

They tell me that I’m “glowing” and all I can reply, Is “thank you” with a great big smile, For I’ve found something money can’t buy, Finally my life feels worthwhile. They tell me I’m “looking well” and all I

Midsummer Night’s Dream

Midsummer Night’s Dream short poem

Night is fluttering onto the window-pane, You are the night and you are the pain. the half-lit game. A shard of euphoria, a share of faith, live to bear a hapless day ! A star, a mist, a share of

Single Brown Woman On Fridays

Single Brown Woman On Fridays short poem

Shiny little lights on the ceiling reflect intermittently what’s within There’s no space for our bodies to gasp and that crude cry’s lost in the making. Shiny skin on my arms potent with sweat and charms of tonight we twirl

Realpolitik

Realpolitik short poem

Under the tree of learning of another life, the primitive father arrives. Casts a spell of wisdom, between sorrow and death with a speck of tears in circle of beings. But a rain-soaked serpentine path leads to a ravine. A

Book – A Resource

Book – A Resource short poem

Book is the only stop Where all halt from top For knowledge or whop Of all sort and thoughts slop. Though it clear drains prop For teacher or for carhop. They are vaguely clear lop Whenever read makes plop Of

If No Hands

If No Hands long poem

If no hands, she had, There won’t be any bangles, The colors and sounds, attracting My attention to see and catch On the exorbitance of my love, Breaking it, with no intention, But broke; and fell down. The glass-chips, with

Heart’s Journey Home

Heart’s Journey Home ballad

Have you looked to the heavens – a star-filled sky Searching for answers, but not knowing why In that moment of doubt a vision appears A stream of white that brings you to tears A shooting star, a message meant

Enlightened Man

Enlightened Man short poem

Today I wish none of my old acquaintances speak to me My past life has trapped me in misery and I am totally immersed in pain Those past sweet memories have turned bitter and I wish the past life is

Dear Momma Shakur

Dear Momma Shakur short poem

Through the trials and tribulations Let the heavens shining light breakdown An devastation but never let the pain of her king Being taken become forgotten because little do we know We were witness to an angel with the power to

Fate

Fate long poem

I wasn’t impressed by her looks or stature I never thought she deserves a re-look I came to know my friend was interested in her I teased my friend for falling for her I laughed at myself for my friend’s

A Deep Rooted Invocation

A Deep Rooted Invocation short poem

I am a helpless abject soul, Poisoned by my own karma. I kneel down at God’s threshold Fully aware God will surely hold. God, I have nothing to offer you, Except my being an aficionado. Knowing of your popular benedictions

Deaf And Dumb

Deaf And Dumb short poem

Are you sleeping with hate? I wanted to know, does it have a meaning? For we human beings, any equals in plants and animals? There was this audacious betrayal of a brute force to behead a beautiful lass, a scion

It Is Not You But Me

It Is Not You But Me short poem

Never thought I’d ever grasp The “it is not you but me,” concept. But I think with time I got it. It was not that I was not good enough. It was that he messed up. Could not appreciate, recognize

Hanging The Piñata

Hanging The Piñata short poem

The kids wanted a piñata, so we got them one; but I must stress that it had no religious significance. It did not have seven points representing the seven deadly sins, and it was not an allegory of man’s temptation

Words

Words short poem

I want to speak with you. I want to know all about you I want to listen to your story I am as curious as you. Sometimes words aren’t enough to convey all that is inside. Sometimes words let me

Love Of Life

Love Of Life long poem

Love me, don’t leave me Hold me, don’t free me I will always be there Please don’t use me And never refuse me Never refuse the love that I give For without your love I can no longer live The

Alzheimer: Show Them Love To Live Again.

Alzheimer: Show Them Love To Live Again. long poem

Give them love, show them understanding- make them feel the person- they once were; their dignity, never take away from them, their self-respect, without hesitation you must maintain. Memory may be gone, storage and retrieval mechanism may have collapsed; like

Carvings On Oak

Carvings On Oak long poem

Trumpets of honor, 21 Guns on her behalf She walks down the tarmac, an unbroken calf; Stars on her bosom, Wings on her shoulder Bearing a crest of memories, along with insignia of her mother She struts with inhuman pride,