#bodypoem

[garadinervi]

Bruno Rescio, Mirella Bentivoglio, una poetica del significante, Edikon, Roma, 1979 [s.t. foto libreria galleria, Roma]

Cover Art: Mirella Bentivoglio, Rapporto tra significante e significato, (bodypoem), 1975 [© Mirella Bentivoglio / Archivio Mirella Bentivoglio, Roma]

[alicia-a-poetry]

I’m happy but my body isn’t

@alicia.a.poetry

[sadgirlninetyone]

I know we’re distant but

I can hear you, you know?

Every time you put me down to others

& point out all the things 

you would change if you could

You try and dress me up with things you buy

Hoping they will erase the times you make me feel bad

You never let me breath

You say you forget 

or you’re “too busy”

But what about me?

What about all the things I do for you?

What about all the things you put me through?

All the times I didn’t bail on you when I should of

You pretend to like me most of the time

But we both know how you really feel

I know you better than anyone 

And yet you treat me like a stranger

Why? Why do you act like I’m not apart of you?

Without me you’d be nothing, I’m your body

So tell me,

Why don't you want me?

[ashalen-infinity]

I fear the day / that my outside / may look the way / I feel / in the inside #poetry #poems #insecurity #insecuritykills #poemsaboutinsecurity #poemsoninstagram #poetryoninstagram #bodypoems #darkpoetry #depressedpoetry #mentalhealth #heart #deeppoems #heartsoul #heartfelt #wordporn #poetryporn #lostinmymind #dailypoetryfix #dailypoetry #poetrydaily #darkaesthetic #mentalhealthproblems #bruises #bodythoughts #darkinsides https://www.instagram.com/p/BuHISsCBkQz/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ngk4rtj8d93u

[stayingfitwithleehoward]

Stay Fit with leehoward -BodyPoem #6

[earthlinglaus]

Bumps & Dimples

The bumps and the pimples, 

The marks and the dimples, 

This is mostly what I see, 

In that mirror looking back at me, 

But my outside isn’t all there is to see, 

Inside is also an important part of me, 

All those feelings, thoughts, beliefs and dreams, 

Shining out of me like radiant sun beams, 

I have a heart,, 2 lungs, many bones and a brain, 

They keep me living, they are not vain, 

In fact, for most of us they look the same, 

So don’t we only have ourselves to blame?

When we look in that mirror and see those flaws, 

And not all the positive features that deserve an applause, 

I pledge from this moment on that I will see, 

Someone beautiful and unique looking back at me, 

And not judge those tiny bumps and pimples, 

Or those little marks and dimples. 

[theblessedbrokenness]

Bad For You

Collaborative poem/group piece.  These women are incredible.