Poems About Self Discovery Seeking Honest Critique
#SelfDiscovery
Poems about self discovery seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
The Collection of Souls
From the fiery gates where sulfur reeks,
And cursed winds whisper, the darkness speaks.
Demons emerge, with talons stained,
Hunters of souls, by sin profaned.
They slither through cracks in the earthly shell,
Bringing forth ruin, a taste of hell.
A tire blown, a bridge that sways,
A home consumed by vengeful blaze.
Every accident, each cruel design,
A snare for the wicked by infernal line.
Yet mankind, oh fools, make their task so light,
Their greed and wrath a beacon in night.
Contracts inked in blood are signed, ...
And cursed winds whisper, the darkness speaks.
Demons emerge, with talons stained,
Hunters of souls, by sin profaned.
They slither through cracks in the earthly shell,
Bringing forth ruin, a taste of hell.
A tire blown, a bridge that sways,
A home consumed by vengeful blaze.
Every accident, each cruel design,
A snare for the wicked by infernal line.
Yet mankind, oh fools, make their task so light,
Their greed and wrath a beacon in night.
Contracts inked in blood are signed, ...
#dark
#death
#devil
#evil
#SelfDiscovery
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Ego Found
I sought you, looked for you
in strange places, while I decayed
My ego
The wholeness of my self
The fullness of my being
And now, I stride, and sing,
and gaze, chuffed, at mirrors
in strange places, while I decayed
My ego
The wholeness of my self
The fullness of my being
And now, I stride, and sing,
and gaze, chuffed, at mirrors
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
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HUMAN INTO A MACHINE
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ Yet I come here now before you, as I am a witness to what he can do for you. 🙏 For sure I am not just only HUMAN AND A MACHINE. 🤔 For I am more than that, for sure I have the ability to manifest that, which I see and believe, in my silent whispers of my dream. For even though I can think for thyself, sometimes it feels like I have been traumatized by the things, that are involved in creating a different kind of perspective on life. 🤨 For sure we are living as placements, that has been changed by the...
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
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The Agnostic’s Paradox: A Dialogue with Socrates
In a garden shaded, wise and deep,
Where silent thoughts like shadows creep,
A question echoed through the air,
What is truth, and who will care?
A stranger came with searching eyes,
A soul unmoored, lost in disguise,
And saw, in Socrates, a guide,
A sage who asked, but never lied.
“Tell me, great sage, what can you know?
Is there a truth that we can show?”
Socrates smiled, his eyes aglow,
“A question asked, yet more to go,
For truth is like the wind you feel,
Invisible, but it’s so real.
It moves us...
Where silent thoughts like shadows creep,
A question echoed through the air,
What is truth, and who will care?
A stranger came with searching eyes,
A soul unmoored, lost in disguise,
And saw, in Socrates, a guide,
A sage who asked, but never lied.
“Tell me, great sage, what can you know?
Is there a truth that we can show?”
Socrates smiled, his eyes aglow,
“A question asked, yet more to go,
For truth is like the wind you feel,
Invisible, but it’s so real.
It moves us...
#mystery
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
#TruthOfLife
#wisdom
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OUT OF SORROW A BLESSING
It's here in the here and now I would like to take this time, to dive into the deepness, of your own thoughts. 🧐 For sure we have, thoughts and dreams that turn, out to be a premonition. THAT felt so real that the thoughts feel real. 🤔 Yet we start to question ❓ What if it's really real that we have just journey, and travel and walk through a vortex into another, realm of our own personal thoughts, of our own SUBCONSCIOUSNESS. As we experience the full affect of what it feels, to take a real moment to analyze the deepness of the truth. For as somethings can go in...
#LifeAsAWriter
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Reflections of the Summoned
The world of man is a canvas of paradoxes filled with absurdity and contradiction, stretched apart taut between light and shadow, the known and the unknown.
There are those who walk in this mundane world, this reality might seems as solid as stone, but in truth, it is porous.
Unseen to mortal eyes, the spirits of the Goetia roamed the peripheries of existence, their essence seeping into the cracks of human desire, fear, and ambition.
In the chambers of their ethereal court, the 72 gathered as the...
There are those who walk in this mundane world, this reality might seems as solid as stone, but in truth, it is porous.
Unseen to mortal eyes, the spirits of the Goetia roamed the peripheries of existence, their essence seeping into the cracks of human desire, fear, and ambition.
In the chambers of their ethereal court, the 72 gathered as the...
#learning
#SelfDiscovery
#wisdom
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Therapy Sessions
In some way, no matter how bad things got or how low I’d get
For some reason it felt like I hadn’t hit rock bottom yet
My premonition told me there was one more bullet to take
So I bit it, jumped in the flame and put it all at stake
But I paid dearly, nearly lost my sanity dealing with it
I looked for signs and some other guidelines to help me get through
While I was fighting depression writing made an impression
Like deep cuts spilling my guts on paper gave me a new view
I liked letting the ink bleed from my pen again and again ...
For some reason it felt like I hadn’t hit rock bottom yet
My premonition told me there was one more bullet to take
So I bit it, jumped in the flame and put it all at stake
But I paid dearly, nearly lost my sanity dealing with it
I looked for signs and some other guidelines to help me get through
While I was fighting depression writing made an impression
Like deep cuts spilling my guts on paper gave me a new view
I liked letting the ink bleed from my pen again and again ...
#SelfDiscovery
#WritingPoetry
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Principles of Success in Haiku
Timed Achievement
A goal timed with care,
each step woven with purpose,
the end line in sight.
Peaceful Resolve
Clear conscience, like light,
guides calmly toward your aim,
strong and sure of self.
Fading in Shadows
Misery awaits,
for those pleasing all but self
dreams lost in shadow.
Bound by Purpose
A man bound within,
purpose wrapped tight in silence,
seeking a new path.
Ignition of Dreams
Mediocre sparks, ...
A goal timed with care,
each step woven with purpose,
the end line in sight.
Peaceful Resolve
Clear conscience, like light,
guides calmly toward your aim,
strong and sure of self.
Fading in Shadows
Misery awaits,
for those pleasing all but self
dreams lost in shadow.
Bound by Purpose
A man bound within,
purpose wrapped tight in silence,
seeking a new path.
Ignition of Dreams
Mediocre sparks, ...
#LifeGoals
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfDiscovery #success
#SelfDiscovery #success
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IT'S ABOUT WHAT IS TRUE
As long as you can do that what is necessary to do for you, to be able to share your thoughts and insight and spiritual strength. That is what we have to do, for us to be able to connect on a positive level. For sure we each have our own opinions. 🤔 For neither one is wrong or right that is why, we have to learn to understand that we will agree to disagree. But with common sense of intelligences and subconscious, thoughts on any subject matter. 🤫 For sure that is what makes you and I different, as we can appreciate the opportunity to share our thoughts, and insight and...
#choices
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Labyrinth of Shadows
We hurt each other for a dull fun, take bitter draughts to numb the pain, ’til our shattered hearts beat hollow as tin drums, ensnared in a love born barren, a lone communion, a pale flame sputtering in the dark.
I want to know by what dark alchemy are we bound to fears we cannot see, each fear
a shadow thickening around the sinking soul? No sorrow strikes deeper than a mind torn, unraveling at the edge of itself.
I am bled of tears, wrung out , this time let ache have its reign, until ache itself goes numb, Grip slipping, a slow erosion of my soul, O,...
I want to know by what dark alchemy are we bound to fears we cannot see, each fear
a shadow thickening around the sinking soul? No sorrow strikes deeper than a mind torn, unraveling at the edge of itself.
I am bled of tears, wrung out , this time let ache have its reign, until ache itself goes numb, Grip slipping, a slow erosion of my soul, O,...
#anxiety
#emotional
#honesty
#hurt
#SelfDiscovery
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Beyond the Surface
Afraid to know the depths within,
We hide behind a crafted skin
Where dreams lie bound, unseen, untold,
In shadows cast by fears of old.
So used to life in packaged form,
Microwave meals to keep us warm,
Drive-thrus, fast fixes, tasks outsourced,
Our feelings mapped, our minds reinforced.
We let the world define our pain,
Describe our joy, explain our strain,
Avoiding truths too raw, too real,
A shortcut past the need to feel.
Not bound by horoscope’s...
We hide behind a crafted skin
Where dreams lie bound, unseen, untold,
In shadows cast by fears of old.
So used to life in packaged form,
Microwave meals to keep us warm,
Drive-thrus, fast fixes, tasks outsourced,
Our feelings mapped, our minds reinforced.
We let the world define our pain,
Describe our joy, explain our strain,
Avoiding truths too raw, too real,
A shortcut past the need to feel.
Not bound by horoscope’s...
#SelfDiscovery
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What’s the frequency Kenneth?
Kenneth what’s the frequency
Am I just a barcode
Everywhere I go leaves a scent
Can’t escape any way
For it follows me
Right in my pocket
Lo Jack supreme
Pings off a tower
Find my phone and leave me alone
I’m tired of scrolling through this madness
Technology was to save us all
Made us slaves of social media
Control alt delete
That’s what we should do
Get back to being comfortable
Am I just a barcode
Everywhere I go leaves a scent
Can’t escape any way
For it follows me
Right in my pocket
Lo Jack supreme
Pings off a tower
Find my phone and leave me alone
I’m tired of scrolling through this madness
Technology was to save us all
Made us slaves of social media
Control alt delete
That’s what we should do
Get back to being comfortable
#MentalHealth
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfDiscovery
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DU Poetry : Poems About Self Discovery Seeking Honest Critique