7 Powerful Poems About Strength & Resilience
7 Powerful Poems About Strength & Resilience
Life isn’t always an easy ride. Often we are dealt cards that we don’t expect, experience sudden events that turn our worlds upside down or struggle with the challenges of daily life. These poems about strength and resilience are for those who need support and encouragement right now. Life isn’t always golden and challenges are an inevitable part of our human experience. May these words remind you that you have what it takes to rise again.
Poems About Strength & Resilience
1. Adversity – leolewin
Strength; A priceless gift given by pain.
a poem by – leolewin
2. A Poem Written by a Child Displaced By War
My name is Eva.
Today I feel like a firebird
sitting in a cage.
Sometimes I am grief.
Sometimes I am happiness.
But always I am cheerful.
I ask the world, “Why?”
And the answer is:
a bird of fire sitting in a cage.
a poem sent to – @joseph.fasano
3. Excerpt from the Strength in Our Scars – Brianna Weist
Some of the kindest souls I know have lived in a world that was not so kind to them. Some of the best human beings I know, have been through so much at the hands of others, and they still love deeply, they still care. Sometimes, it’s the people who have been hurt the most, who refuse to be hardened in this world, because they would never want to make another person feel the same way they themselves have felt. If that isn’t something to be in awe of, I don’t know what is.
4. Still I Rise – Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
’Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
from – And Still I Rise
5. A Pure White Moment – Jadine Lydia
She sank deep down into the centre
of her barely beating heart,
and asked why this journey
must voyage so deep into the dark.
A pure, pickled tear
ran down her mottled skin,
her soul asked silently
when her life would begin again.
And whilst huddled in this darkness,
cradled by her heart
she found a void of vastness
to illuminate with stars.
And in this pure, white moment
of existential bliss,
she discovered that all there was
was all there ever really is.
And so from that day forward
she vowed to embrace it all,
to pickle every teardrop
and save the best for years to come.
For when it was truly time
for her to shine her light,
she would paint every teardrop
as an illuminated sky.
from – And So She Chose
6. A Short Poem by Her Grey Side
I will not carry
What bitterness
You have imparted on me
But the scars of strength
In my healing
Those I own proudly.
a poem by – @hergreyside_