Poems about Self Discovery
#SelfDiscovery
Poems about self discovery, poetry about gaining an understanding of ourselves and our motivations. Poems about self discovery, our journey through life and learning new things about ourselves. Poetry about appreciating our true potential and character.
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Tim Eros
Tim Eros
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 00:47am
7th Mar 2025 00:47am
Sensuous Me - Dedication
Sensuous Me is a collection of poems
I guess you would call them an anthology
They are dedicated to who I am and who I was
and sometimes just who I want to be
While my dedication is self-centered,
my sentiment has deeper meaning
These poems are for you, the reader
to get a glimpse of what I'm imagining
God forbid, I become all that I dream
After all the hell, it would be worth it
but I'm not complaining, I'm being Tim
I'm always like this when I'm the poet
Thanks for Reading 👀
Tim...
I guess you would call them an anthology
They are dedicated to who I am and who I was
and sometimes just who I want to be
While my dedication is self-centered,
my sentiment has deeper meaning
These poems are for you, the reader
to get a glimpse of what I'm imagining
God forbid, I become all that I dream
After all the hell, it would be worth it
but I'm not complaining, I'm being Tim
I'm always like this when I'm the poet
Thanks for Reading 👀
Tim...
#SelfDiscovery
29 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 1:04am
5th Mar 2025 1:04am
The Caboose
She was on her way to the quickie mart
Picking up grape soda and some pop tarts
Would you believe she has no money
Figures, she works for a pimp named Sunny
She takes her earnings and blows it all away
Another Friday night, time to get laid
Two weeks later, Sunny is getting fed up
Time is money, she's taking a piss in a cup
Sick and tired of all the abuse
Her ass is referred to as "The Caboose"
How will she know when the time is right
Keep her in the dark, she's a fugly sight
Hopping on the train, leaving far...
Picking up grape soda and some pop tarts
Would you believe she has no money
Figures, she works for a pimp named Sunny
She takes her earnings and blows it all away
Another Friday night, time to get laid
Two weeks later, Sunny is getting fed up
Time is money, she's taking a piss in a cup
Sick and tired of all the abuse
Her ass is referred to as "The Caboose"
How will she know when the time is right
Keep her in the dark, she's a fugly sight
Hopping on the train, leaving far...
#abuse
#rhyming
#SelfDiscovery
#sex
#ShortStory
67 reads
13 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
4th Mar 2025 12:58pm
4th Mar 2025 12:58pm
The beauty of it all
They say that no one is sent to you by chance or accident, for in high sight they are there to help you navigate through, the process of understanding what is life truly all about when we can connect, on a subconscious level of energy and perseverance. For sure life is about learning new things whether good or bad, yet life will teach us as it will test our strength and faith and beliefs. For sure that is life in it's finest moments of maturity and strength, and giving us the strength to continue to stand and fight, never truly giving up. For sure life is our greatest teacher about ourselves...
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
49 reads
1 Comment
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2025 2:28am
3rd Mar 2025 2:28am
To much time wasted
During these days and times we are wasting to much time on nonsense, that doesn't do anything for you but makes you feel, more of the confusion that puts yourself and your own life in danger. For sure let's ask ourselves what time has you wasted in some relationships, that only didn't have the ability to manifest that which what you want and need, to sustain life and love. For sure we are entitled to have a true opportunity and choice, to be happy with someone knowing that they got your back, and you got there back as well. For seriously why is it so hard to find that someone, who wants the...
#confessional
#FeelingLost
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
50 reads
0 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 2:38pm
2nd Mar 2025 2:38pm
Groans From The Unknown
The delicate silence of the morning forest
was fractured by a rumbling groan.
Of the unknown.
The tall trees, the pine needle forest floor
seem to know.
The mortal fates that will inevitability grow.
I walked alone haunted by that guttural groan.
Why won't today let us meet tomorrow,
maybe a chance for the cease of sorrow?
The trees comfort and whisper there is a reason
we can't change yesterday,
Just rays of memories hung like leaves
upon the soul.
We can learn from the past,
clearly see the holes.
Still not...
was fractured by a rumbling groan.
Of the unknown.
The tall trees, the pine needle forest floor
seem to know.
The mortal fates that will inevitability grow.
I walked alone haunted by that guttural groan.
Why won't today let us meet tomorrow,
maybe a chance for the cease of sorrow?
The trees comfort and whisper there is a reason
we can't change yesterday,
Just rays of memories hung like leaves
upon the soul.
We can learn from the past,
clearly see the holes.
Still not...
#hope
#SelfDiscovery
51 reads
9 Comments
Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Poem Published
1st Mar 2025 1:17am
1st Mar 2025 1:17am
Just Catching Up/Do Dead People Pray?
Mama,
It’s been a long time since I’ve written, but you are, in fact, a spectator. So you see everything, but you know me. I have to put it all down on paper, and then give it to others because some days it’s the only proof I have that I am anywhere at all.
My body is a locked jaw, grinding teeth to dust, and it’s all to keep something inside. I’m uncertain what will tumble out if I let it all go. Will it have teeth, claws, and green and yellow froth coming from its mouth? Or will it fall to the ground, its mummified parts turning to dust after eons in darkness?
...
It’s been a long time since I’ve written, but you are, in fact, a spectator. So you see everything, but you know me. I have to put it all down on paper, and then give it to others because some days it’s the only proof I have that I am anywhere at all.
My body is a locked jaw, grinding teeth to dust, and it’s all to keep something inside. I’m uncertain what will tumble out if I let it all go. Will it have teeth, claws, and green and yellow froth coming from its mouth? Or will it fall to the ground, its mummified parts turning to dust after eons in darkness?
...
#death
#FeelingLost
#gratitude
#mother
#SelfDiscovery
64 reads
6 Comments
StarlaMaris
Starla Maris
Starla Maris
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 7:47pm
28th Feb 2025 7:47pm
Too loud
Sometimes this world is too loud
For a quiet gentle soul
Lost in the noise of the incessant crowd
Searching for what will make her whole
Hey Saint Anthony
I’ve lost myself again
Can you please help me
Find myself amongst the shame
Am I too much of a misfit
In a world full of same
Will I ever find the hit
That makes me feel sane
Why do I maintain the soft
Despite all of the hurt
Why can’t I hold myself aloft
And clean off all the dirt
I long to be free of those eyes
Who watch my every move
To...
For a quiet gentle soul
Lost in the noise of the incessant crowd
Searching for what will make her whole
Hey Saint Anthony
I’ve lost myself again
Can you please help me
Find myself amongst the shame
Am I too much of a misfit
In a world full of same
Will I ever find the hit
That makes me feel sane
Why do I maintain the soft
Despite all of the hurt
Why can’t I hold myself aloft
And clean off all the dirt
I long to be free of those eyes
Who watch my every move
To...
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#SelfDiscovery
34 reads
0 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 3:14am
24th Feb 2025 3:14am
Let Me Speak
at death
let me then say,
I have lived;
not well, not poorly
but that I endured;
I experienced
each and every
moment forward
from my awakening,
with eyes thrice opened;
let me shout to the world,
that my palms faced up,
accepting all of that
which could not be
accepted from me,
wether love or apathy;
let me sing that I was
become whole, undone
of sad, abandoned roots
that kept me tethered
to shame and guilt;
so, at death
let me then whisper
I set myself free, at...
let me then say,
I have lived;
not well, not poorly
but that I endured;
I experienced
each and every
moment forward
from my awakening,
with eyes thrice opened;
let me shout to the world,
that my palms faced up,
accepting all of that
which could not be
accepted from me,
wether love or apathy;
let me sing that I was
become whole, undone
of sad, abandoned roots
that kept me tethered
to shame and guilt;
so, at death
let me then whisper
I set myself free, at...
#bipolar
#healing
#MentalHealth
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfDiscovery
96 reads
5 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2025 10:03pm
23rd Feb 2025 10:03pm
Do you know seriously
Do you know where you came from and do you know, where you are going in the deepness of your own mind. AS your thoughts travel and begins to take you, to a place of calmness and tranquility. For sure do you believe in your faith and your dreams, that can hold many of your possibilities, that will even surprise you. HAVING you in a trance that will take you back in time. For sure do know your own history, and where you know where you came from since the very beginning of your own life and time. For even as I remember the lessons that I had to learned over the years of my life, I've learned...
#LifeAsAWriter
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
60 reads
2 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2025 5:44pm
23rd Feb 2025 5:44pm
I'm in love
I'm in love with something my soul can not reflect
Seen by those that play admonishment
Drinking those that fall like some cheap refreshment
I'm in love with more than this physical concept
Those that grasp come off as inept
The physical is all they deem to protect
I'm in love with flying high
Fear not baby don't cry
Some folks like to point and say that's the bad guy
I'm in love with all the flaws
Fallen yet unbroken picked up off the floor ...
Seen by those that play admonishment
Drinking those that fall like some cheap refreshment
I'm in love with more than this physical concept
Those that grasp come off as inept
The physical is all they deem to protect
I'm in love with flying high
Fear not baby don't cry
Some folks like to point and say that's the bad guy
I'm in love with all the flaws
Fallen yet unbroken picked up off the floor ...
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#spiritual
52 reads
0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2025 11:02am
23rd Feb 2025 11:02am
Why is this time different
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ 🪬 SHAMAN 🪬 I would like to tell you about my life at the age of 16 years old, upon a trip to the South of Lynette Alabama that I was requested, to attend because.my aunt Big Mama told my grandparents that it was imperative, that I attended the family reunion. When I asked my grandmother WHY 🤔 I was told I have to wait until we got there, at the reunion of the family. When we finally arrived at Big Mama's house 🏠 and I still wondered why, it was imperative that I be...
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#identity
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
54 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2025 10:16am
23rd Feb 2025 10:16am
Simple
Sharp edges gleaming,
Dancing in twilight shadows,
Passion cuts deep wounds.
Blades whisper secrets,
Glinting in forbidden light,
Desire's cold embrace.
Dancing in twilight shadows,
Passion cuts deep wounds.
Blades whisper secrets,
Glinting in forbidden light,
Desire's cold embrace.
#erotic
#happiness
#lust
#SelfDiscovery
#sexy
109 reads
7 Comments
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