Your Mindset
I am broken
don’t tell me that
I am healing
Published: September 9, 2020
There are many different types of poetry forms. Some poems are long and have multiple rhyming stanzas. Others are short and succinct with no rhyme scheme. Each type creates a different reading experience and evokes different emotions.
This collection is filled with poems from some of our favorite Instagram poets. These poets are talented in their art and write directly from the heart. The raw emotions in their poetry can clearly be seen.
They have given us permission to share their poems with our readers. Many of these poets have published their own books of poetry. Although these poems are short, they are powerful.
Sharing poetry with others is a very personal experience. It means baring your soul for the world to see, but poetry brings hope and healing. For the reader, it’s always comforting to read a piece that makes you realize you’re not alone. It’s comforting to know someone else understands.
We hope you find poems that speak directly to you. May you be encouraged by these short pieces!
in Change Poems
Dozens of times
throughout your life,
you’ll outgrow what
you thought you
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I hate people who’ve hurt me
so you’ll never hear me say
I must love them harder.
I know that
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Your name is just a name now.
Memories no longer rush back,
pouring through my body,
flooding my mind, drowning my
I don’t want attachment.
I want love.
I don’t want you to be
Take the time you need
to crawl in a space
of silence.
in Change Poems
She was scared to let go.
She was worried that everything might fall apart.
But she felt this heaviness, every day, growing in her heart.
So she took a deep breath.
We all need
a safe space
to rest our tired feet
and set down
in Change Poems
Letting go doesn’t
always look how you think it will.
Sometimes it happens all at once.
Sometimes it’s in phases.
Hearts are delicate
yet incredibly resilient.
They break and break open,
yet they beat
The future of the world
is in your class today
So teacher do be proud
and trust in what you say
She wildly dances
to the beat of her own heart
a strong and fearless protector,
she’s hauntingly beautiful
these stories we wear –
scars,
stretchmarks,
You were beautiful
before they said, you are beautiful
You were smart
Let them miss you.
Let them wonder what wild joy you’re chasing,
why you didn’t think to invite them along.
Let them hear your laughter from afar,
I don’t need to be the sun;
the center of it all.
Always present.
Always burning.
Your love
Goes with me
Today and every day.
Strength comes
In so many forms.
In giving people
Second chances,
I love the way
she runs her fingers
through my hair
I love the way
I’ll love you
like you’ve never been
loved before
With all my core
I miss you
In all the pauses,
The loudness,
The quiet,
these tired hands
guide my children
to catch fireflies in magical meadows
to cross a busy city street
You are not defined
by the way other people
see you
treat you
Why do you
try so hard
to hold on
to people
There will be days
when your heart will break.
And there will be days when
your heart will soar.
Inspiring. Truthful and well-written. I like it. Good read.
You could have given up,
but you kept on going.
You could have seen obstacles,
but you called them adventures.
Another good one! I enjoyed it very much. And I think most of us can relate; I know I can. Thanks for sharing.
sometimes I wonder
why life feels
so uphill most of the time.
but maybe
Take a bow, lovely one.
Because you’re tired
And still you’re doing it.
You’re feeling empty
I'm convinced that those close to you are grateful to know you and to have you around. This is a very uplifting and motivating piece. I like it. Thanks again.
Give me you
tired and tattered
restless and weary
a heart that’s been shattered
I am not everything
that has happened to me.
I am everything I became
while I healed.
You are the only one
who can save you
no one else can
do it for you
people have told me
to let you go
but they don’t
in Hope Poems
baby, during the nights when the midnight sky
falls heavily onto your bones and wraps you
in its melancholic embrace
This poem reads the mind of a person affected by grief. "But right now/You can't" has the logic. It depicts the hope that there will be a time with "can."
When you left,
I immediately deleted your number and pictures
and pulled our memories from the wall.
This is my strength.
When you cross my mind,
my stomach no longer crisscrosses itself.
When that song comes on,
Even when you feel like a million scattered pieces,
you are still whole.
Even when you’re unsure of the path you’re walking,
you still have purpose.
Even in those silent moments
You look at me as if I hung the moon
You make me forget that I was ever
It's just beautiful!
I’ve written you
so many letters
I won’t send.
I’ve rehearsed
It is funny how things can be funny, even if when they are not. Distance was said to separate but in my experience, I realized that it brings people even closer (thus, more concentrated in...
Live with it
long enough
and pain begins
to feel familiar,
There is
a strength in you
you haven’t even
begun to find.
She loved him without reason
and without cause
she loved him under water
and in the freezing cold of the deep winter months
Just tell her she is perfect in the dark
her light shines
so the whole world can see her heart
hold her tight
I am in a new relationship. My favorite thing is when he tells me how beautiful I am or how he loves the way my eyes gleam. I know it won't always be this magical, but I want to hold on to it...
in Hope Poems
Hope can be found in the moment
when the sun breaks open the day
it can be felt when the stars shine
in the darkest part of the night
It’s the little things
isn’t it
that mean more than anything
and the simple pleasures
Even in my darkest moments
I still have that little voice
encouraging me to go on.
To stand up and keep fighting.
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