Life is already going to be hard on you ,so
don’t be too hard on yourself.
Even if nobody believes in you,
don’t forget to have faith in yourself.
In times when everybody hates you,
Don’t forget to love yourself.
Whenever they wrestle you to the ground
don’t forget to pick up yourself.
In this world of harshness,
don’t forget to be kind to yourself.
Amidst the race for following the next trend,
don’t forget to inspire yourself.
Between infinite crowds and faces,
don’t forget to see yourself.
At every corner there is melancholia, so
don’t forget to cheer for yourself.
Treat yourself like the finest art and
don’t forget to treat everybody else like yourself.
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Author:
rhmn_7 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I was inspired by one of my older poems. But if we are going to spread love in this world, then let us please start with ourselves.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments8
Hi, I like the first one I've read, I can understand it from the start. So many writers don't make any sense, thanks.
Best regards
Glad you understand it, thank you!
Nice poem
Thank you!
I need to follow your words. I am my own worst critic. Very hard on myself. Others believe in me, more than I believe in myself.
Then it's perfect time you start believing in yourself as well!
Good write R.
Thank you!
A wisdom from one who has endured, I dare say.
A road we all went down at some point, I would say. Thank you!
Dear poet this is such a wonderfully, intuitive write. The last two lines are food for the soul that I hope everyone will feast upon. Such a world we could create if ..... This is truly a fav!
Thank you for your kind words, dear fellow poet!
Thanks for the advice!
You're welcome!
No Sorry, I obviously didn't make myself clear (and, given the adulation above, I know I'm going to appear a party pooper once more), I don't need to be advised by anyone. If, as is oftimes said, 'if I want your advice I'll ask for it.!' that's where I'm at.
To me it's condescending; to all those above it obviously isn't so you have no choice but to go with the strength, I suppose....
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