Short Poems - Page 3

  1. 41. Memories

    • By Jane Kim
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems November 2015

    This poem is about all our memories being there for us when we want to remember.

    Poem About An Album Of Memories

    Memories in my life fade away
    As I replace them with others.
    They are forgotten and stored away.
    Although the memories are pushed to the side,
    They are safe so I may remember them in the future.
    Our mind is like a book;
    It writes down important things and keeps them between the pages forever.
    Maybe our whole album of memories:
    Our first steps, first love, first grief, and others
    Were meant to be there for us to never forget.

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  2. 42. The Girl I Used To Be

    Try as I may, try as I do,
    there are days when I wish
    I could go back
    to the girl I used to be
    and tell her about
    all the roads to avoid.
    But if I did that
    I may not have become
    the girl I am now,
    and I am too proud of her
    to risk taking even one piece
    of her journey away.

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  3. 43. A Place To Be

    We all love being free. Still, how many really are? In the competitive, acquisitive world of today, I sometimes wonder how often we live free.

    Poem About Being At Ease

    Ever gotten there?
    To that place where
    You have nothing to prove
    and can just be.
    Nothing to hide
    and all can see.
    Nothing to lose
    and so you can breathe.
    Right in that place where
    you know you're free.

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  4. 44. The Marching Heart

    I believe the beating in our hearts
    was put there to remind us
    that even when we feel alone in the world,
    a part of us marches on,
    that even at our lowest
    we carry something inside of us
    that we can lean on and turn to,
    that even when there is no one else,
    we always have ourselves.

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  5. 45. Memories

    • By Carley.Ruggles
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 2011

    I wrote this remembering that my father and grandfather both sexually abused me, and I realized that I could move on.

    Moving Beyond Bad Memories

    Memories, memories
    I have had.
    Some were good, though most were bad.
    Physical and sexual abuse occurred
    And madness and sadness reoccurred.
    I feel as though I'm on display as the messed up school girl here to stay,
    but they will never know
    how I will grow
    and be someone someday.
    So look at me in dismay
    and you discourage me for the last time today.

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    Thank you. What a powerful, moving poem. I truly hope you have grown to become who you dreamed you could be. There is plenty of beauty left in the world for us all to find and time to create...

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  6. 46. You Are Enough

    Along the way I have learned a tough lesson: even in my imperfection I am still worthy of love, someone’s time, and a consistent feeling of wholeness.
    My value is not connected to perfection, strength, or my ability to weather a storm. Which means that even on those days when I struggle to show up or feel ill-equipped, I am still a woman of worth and value

    You are enough
    You have always been enough, and
    You will forever be

    no matter what you see
    how you feel, or the lies you may

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  7. 47. Finding Hope

    Finding Hope In Unexpected Places

    I am learning to find hope
    in the smallest and most unexpected places
    like the whispers through the forest
    and the velvet evening sky
    and the way your love is bringing back
    all the parts of my soul I thought I had lost.

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    This poem speaks to me. I really like it. We spend so much of our time focusing on things that really don't make life better and we miss out on many of the things that do.

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  8. 48. Better Will Come

    It is so important to always hold on to hope. You owe it to yourself, and by holding on to hope you are allowing things to unfold in such a way that you are more likely to come across brighter days.

    Have faith
    that although it may seem
    like the good has come and gone,
    there will be better.

    The better will
    enter your life suddenly,
    taking your breath away.

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    Wow! I love it. My kind of writing. Short, to the point with powerful words, and a great message. I have witnessed firsthand how better has come, many times.

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  9. 49. Love Is Better Than Hate

    • By Poppy Cooke
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems May 2009

    This short poem personally tells me that life needs living to the fullest! I wrote this poem because of how I feel so strongly about people wasting their lives away when they have so much more they could be doing with their lives.

    Poem About Living A Full Life

    Don't judge a book by its cover.
    Love is better than hate.

    Life's too short to waste opportunities
    you have the chance to take.

    One day you could be alive and the next you could be dead,
    so keep your head held high with a big smile on your face!

    Poem About Living A Full Life, Love Is Better Than Hate

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  10. 50. The Healing Power Of Mother Nature

    The weight of life is much too heavy for us all at times. I’ve found nature to be one of the best healers for anxiety.

    maybe the answer is simple,
    and all along
    there's been relief--
    if the strands of your soul
    feel frayed and withered,
    sit within the arms
    of Mother Nature
    and her quiet love
    will mend them

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  11. 51. The Hand Of Fate

    From Beau's book Here At Dawn: Poetry and Prose.

    There is no reason to feel troubled
    if your path has not been made clear to you yet.
    When you remain true to your spirit,
    courageous in action,
    and listen ever to the
    small guiding voice in your heart,
    you find the universe soon points out its place for you,
    and then leads you there
    gently by the hand.

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  12. 52. You Already Were

    You were beautiful
    before they said, you are beautiful

    You were smart
    before they admired your smarts

    You were funny
    before they laughed at your jokes

    You were loved
    before they spoke those three words

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  13. 53. Change Is A Beautiful Thing

    let autumn be proof that
    change is a beautiful thing
    even though it can be
    hard to see at first.

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    Good job. It's funny how change can be the thing we need the most but want the least.

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  14. 54. It's The Simple Things

    It’s the simple things
    that bring me joy
    it’s being with you
    that fills my soul
    it’s everything
    that money can’t buy
    like love
    and freedom
    and kindness
    and a smile
    that sets my heart
    on fire

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  15. 55. There Is An End To This

    I’ve struggled with my mental health for a long time now, and like anything, there are good days and bad days. But even at my lowest points, I try and remember the things I have already survived. I try and remind myself that every cracking sinew is just a moment in time.

    Ultimately, no matter how desperate I’ve felt, no matter how unsurvivable the breakdown may seem, the surface of the water is always reachable, eventually. Sometimes you just need to hold your breath a little longer.

    There is
    an end to this,
    I promise you.
    Even when
    it feels like
    you’re breathing
    of water,
    the surface
    is closer
    than you think.

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  16. 56. Oh, How I Miss You

    how I miss the high of you
    how you fill the entire room
    how you make my heart race
    how I melt, undeniably,
    into you

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  17. 57. Your Heart Will Mend

    Have faith in your heart. I promise it will mend.

    Of this I am certain:
    your heart is a tender
    wound that will always heal,
    wears grace like a grown,
    finds warmth even when
    it has frozen over
    like a lake, grows roots
    after crawling into cold
    coffins. There is no break
    your heart can’t come back

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  18. 58. Freedom

    • By Natalie
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 2014

    This is a cinquain and I wrote it about freedom and being grateful of our brave soldiers who fought for our freedom!

    Cinquain About Freedom

    Flag waves,
    The marching band goes by.
    Grateful for our soldiers who fought.

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  19. 59. A Winter Eve

    I've never found a time so peaceful as the evening of a fresh fallen snow.

    Poem About A Peaceful Evening Snow

    The crunching snow beneath my feet
    Breaks the silence of the winter eve.
    I hear the patter of beginning sleep
    On my evening stroll, as others sleep.

    In the moonlight, the fresh snow glistens.
    A snowy owl stops and listens.
    A scampering mouse becomes his meal
    As I head for home, off in the distance.

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  20. 60. One Hundred Sixty-Six

    From Tanya Markul's second poetry book, The She Book v.2

    Taking Care Of Yourself

    I used to believe
    that I had to learn
    how to love myself
    before I could take care
    of myself.

    But I’ve realized that
    taking care of myself
    is actually teaching me
    how to love myself.

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