Selfbelief Poems

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

Identity

Identity short poem

The biggest discredit to one’s own self is to not be ‘ yourself ’. To strive to be like someone is the biggest injustice, ever done. To be your own biggest critic. To judge with an impossible yardstick. To never

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She Is Mine

She Is Mine short poem

She is the angel of my life who makes me complete. The devil in my heart, as she challenges my every beat. The way she smiles makes me full of life. And, a day without her won’t come until I

We Want To Live In America

We Want To Live In America long poem

I want to live in America But a target is on me in America “They’re stealing our jobs,” “They’re raping our women,” There’s no hope for me in America We wanted education, work Just to live on the land you

The Cave

The Cave prose poem

Along the road to an old city, within the wrinkles of mountains hanged by their heads, spiders are still spreading their webs at caves’ doors. Tales come out off embers, waiting for those who pass by. Canes which are forgetful

Fleeting Love

Fleeting Love short poem

You sought my heart out, Back when it beat for another. You opened my eyes to truth so blunt, The love I pined for, would never gather. You watched me hang myself, Holding onto a flimsy web of hope. And

Vessels

Vessels prose poem

We are but vessels of the creator, within, the culmination. The culmination of the creators experiment. How we look, what color, what sex, what nationality, irrelevant. What we produce is what matters, what we bring to the table. Has the

Sun’s Inheritance

Sun’s Inheritance short poem

This was a raw thing. A paranoid template for AK-47 rifles. The homemade bombs were planted on the roadside. A very explosive blend of a fedayeen. You cannot take it anymore this jihad. In everyday life inside comes out in

Blast

Blast short poem

In a pool of blood a face swims. Under the boulders there is a muffled scream. Your private god was not there. The space is littered with death-snacks. Births a bloom of limbs, stained shirts, twisted wheels. Dam of tears

A World Without You

A World Without You short poem

How happy are you in your new world? What did I do to not deserve a place there? How much love do you receive everyday? Ever wondered if I could have offered more? Crying your loss is easy, Crying without

To A Safe World!

To A Safe World! short poem

Be it at 9 in the night or 6 in the morning, she is required to quicken her pace, She lives with worry lines that crease her forehead, with fear that clouts her face, She isn’t allowed night outs, parties

Pushback

Pushback short poem

Jockeying for position. Defining pecking order. Defining power. Sea of motion. Pushing for control, supremacy. Carving out a place for survival. Quagmire of resistance. Humanities dance of existence. Has always been dog eat dog, survival of the fittest. Pace picking

Tell Me Why

Tell Me Why short poem

Please tell me why I have to deny I cannot verify the one thing I try that makes me high Please tell me why I have to defy I cannot rely on that which will satisfy keeping me from this

The Sunflower

The Sunflower prose poem

On the road side, many marvelous flowers are grown in a garden, Like many other flowers, it has a bright open- It turns towards sun and puffs up in pride, With a reddish brown centre, it can thrive, It has

Above And Beyond

Above And Beyond short poem

Above us, lightning was dazzling, blinking, and picturesque. Blackened sky, moonless and star free; a massive light show! Like a human anatomy of nerves, spread in every direction; I wonder the bounty of harnessing such explosive power. A storm is

Announcement

Announcement short poem

“State the fact,” he tells the board; “announce mid- morning without warning; too late then to retaliate; say, ‘times change – so on your way; redundancy accompanies age.’” Walks easy through his fortress-grounds of trip- alarms and snarling hounds. Youthful

La Spezia

La Spezia ode

Sapphire blue turns to white As waves greet rocks of black Bella notte, the waves promise, a beautiful night While the road rises to meet me, and welcome me back Boats rock gently upon your sea The clouds turning pink

Wearing Away

Wearing Away short poem

I have again become empty by undoing a disturbing thought. Unsexing the sputtering stillness of a Robin. Tender bruises on the pink heart. A bird was flying away. Little tears come down from the swollen river in spate. Pain lingers

The Invited Guest

The Invited Guest short poem

The Sun was angry all ablaze Radiating the heat on helpless men Dust ruled the air with no one to abide Eyes were in search of cloud that is wet and dark. Soul was in search of a fresh air

Ray

Ray short poem

Though almost our eleventh hour, Though its our darkest hour, Before the sun shines, There must be darkness Before we hear the chirping birds Or the see the beauty dawn, Its after coldest hour That we may see the light

Beautiful Creation

Beautiful Creation prose poem

A little fairy popped her head from a beautiful little house A glistening rainbow in a shimmering sky felt elated a scream slipped by Oh what a beauty and the rainbow caught the glimpse of the little fairy shouted with

Like Romeo And Juliet

Like Romeo And Juliet long poem

She was born in Spain, and he arrived from Egypt, for Centuries those two were inseparable, a perfect couple they dance in tune although, with time their apparel changed, but the duo still attune. They could not live one without

Lost Love

Lost Love short poem

There was a girl whose heart felt so cold; Her true story has never been told. With her head full of dreams, she walked the streets; She dreamed of having the world at her feet. She was trying to live

M E N

M E N short poem

I haven’t had a quiet life In-fact it’s been quite busy When I think back to how it was It sends me kinda dizzy I have had a lot of men Of which I can recall I could name most

Evolution

Evolution long poem

When I was just a little girl Everybody told me I needed Jesus to save me But Jesus locked me in a cage Alone with all my hurt and rage And told me that he loved me Now my world’s

Lifeless Creature

Lifeless Creature short poem

Echoing his vague actions and repeating the venomous dream Awaken by the shudder of nostalgia. She, with a hidden pain scrutinizing her wounds endowed by a wild one . Feeling like a stained damsel, she became a lifeless creature. And,

Respect!

Respect! long poem

So, You want yourself to be respected? Have you seen your face, It has got two large eyes And a nose which at times they compare to a beatel leaf, Complexion of a glowing sun and skin that of melting

Legacy

Legacy short poem

This dawn, the legacy of nights before, Breaks from horizons of the distant past, In land so faraway, on stranger shore, Now gone, but not mementos that still last; Find no memorials proudly hewn in stones, Nor citadels to champion

Singularity

Singularity short poem

The other side. It happened. In a flash. Event horizon crossed. Singularity A.I melding. Brains connected, all connected. Gaia born, global brain, intelligence all connected uploaded. Cloud, all now live in the cloud. Increasingly growing expanding. Intelligence, in an instant

Unspoken Words!

Unspoken Words! long poem

I once had your heart and you reforged mine A shimmering one with your artisan hands Fragile as it was, yet it felt safe in your clasp Every word I spoke, a reflection of your love Every song had a

The Ballad Of The Bald Hedgehog

The Ballad Of The Bald Hedgehog ballad

Have you ever heard the tale about the hedgehog with no spikes, such a sweet little boy who all the other’s didn’t like? A case of alopecia, there was nothing they could do, such a sad little hedgehog who cried

Yukon Call Me Panic

Yukon Call Me Panic ode

Vane glorious and absolutistic, though I defiantly, cavalierly, and blithely attest Yukon bet your (laugh-in) sweet bippy mine acidic breast houses anarchic, anti-poetic ballistic, barbaric, and bubonic cannibalistic demons within thy safely guarded Pandora chest atomic cesium clock timed to

What was that dream?

What was that dream? long poem

What was that dream A colour so strange Never felt before Which neither keeps me awake Nor let me sleep Compelling me out of myself Each moment And I stand perplexed With a fractioned heart Restless, Entrapped, Behind those walls

War

War short poem

It is a real fact, War is nothing but a foolish act. A bitter and waste of life war lays. That must say, war pays only grudge and strife. What a helplessness, all feel, what a dark day is seen

Early Morning Silence

Early Morning Silence prose poem

A car zipped through the early morning silence bursting in sound the stillness of sunrise Sol emerged in golden rays cast upon the new day A robin hopped as though dancing in rhythm to ‘The Dawn Chorus’ who woke the

Bitter Tropics

Bitter Tropics short poem

It wasn’t me who invented love by ignorance the same way the painter doesn’t have the heart to mix pure colors it was there in the times when I used to swot the differences between useful, beautiful and pleasing first

Beauty In My Eyes

Beauty In My Eyes short poem

I set out on a voyage, to unfold, unearth the myriad layers of the secrets that creation hides behind each speck, each face. My heart went into raptures at the prodigious loveliness of what I saw! Pretty, smiling faces, eyes

Some Feelings

Some Feelings short poem

Never felt this way before, You have taken hold of me somehow…! Its not everyday one feels like this, I know I’m in love and I need you now…!! Nothing will change, Because its already done…! And it will be

Integers

Integers short poem

When you were learning how to kill, somebody was beheading my faith. There was lint in my eyes and the lathyrism of numbers. In raw emotions you took away everything from me I was left with an entire whole. Still

Message To The Unborn Present

Message To The Unborn Present ode

Be careful. Strange things will happen When you move out of the nest nicknamed reality… Travel Safe Down this mine. Mind of gold. Mine for gold Mine for gold? Never trade your mind for gold! Never lie Down dreaming of

Palpitation

Palpitation short poem

For Kevin and Rocco When stress strikes at the strangest hour you wonder what befalls you as the trials and tribulations of daily survival test your patience and health. Palpitations ring in your chest, are a reminder of your fragility