Poems About Self Discovery Published by Members Recently Online
#SelfDiscovery
Poems about self discovery published by members recently online.
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
12th Jan 2024 00:21am
12th Jan 2024 00:21am
vulnerable
hissing on the floor of hell,
you’ve always thought yourself a freak,
too inward to charm the ball or the Belle,
too ugly to be iconic.
too queer to at least seem well-meaning,
too puritanical and sharp
to strut like some gay butterfly
or keep in tune with love’s young larks.
o tender-hearted tormenter of self,
I’ve caught you in the prickly gorse.
o little broken boy, o elf,
I’ve shielded you within this prickled place.
we raise each other up, I tend your wounds.
the carapace of irony peels back, in parts.
you’ve always thought yourself a freak,
too inward to charm the ball or the Belle,
too ugly to be iconic.
too queer to at least seem well-meaning,
too puritanical and sharp
to strut like some gay butterfly
or keep in tune with love’s young larks.
o tender-hearted tormenter of self,
I’ve caught you in the prickly gorse.
o little broken boy, o elf,
I’ve shielded you within this prickled place.
we raise each other up, I tend your wounds.
the carapace of irony peels back, in parts.
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
181 reads
5 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
12th Jan 2024 00:21am
12th Jan 2024 00:21am
vulnerable
hissing on the floor of hell,
you’ve always thought yourself a freak,
too inward to charm the ball or the Belle,
too ugly to be iconic.
too queer to at least seem well-meaning,
too puritanical and sharp
to strut like some gay butterfly
or keep in tune with love’s young larks.
o tender-hearted tormenter of self,
I’ve caught you in the prickly gorse.
o little broken boy, o elf,
I’ve shielded you within this prickled place.
we raise each other up, I tend your wounds.
the carapace of irony peels back, in parts.
you’ve always thought yourself a freak,
too inward to charm the ball or the Belle,
too ugly to be iconic.
too queer to at least seem well-meaning,
too puritanical and sharp
to strut like some gay butterfly
or keep in tune with love’s young larks.
o tender-hearted tormenter of self,
I’ve caught you in the prickly gorse.
o little broken boy, o elf,
I’ve shielded you within this prickled place.
we raise each other up, I tend your wounds.
the carapace of irony peels back, in parts.
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
181 reads
5 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
12th Jan 2024 00:21am
12th Jan 2024 00:21am
vulnerable
hissing on the floor of hell,
you’ve always thought yourself a freak,
too inward to charm the ball or the Belle,
too ugly to be iconic.
too queer to at least seem well-meaning,
too puritanical and sharp
to strut like some gay butterfly
or keep in tune with love’s young larks.
o tender-hearted tormenter of self,
I’ve caught you in the prickly gorse.
o little broken boy, o elf,
I’ve shielded you within this prickled place.
we raise each other up, I tend your wounds.
the carapace of irony peels back, in parts.
you’ve always thought yourself a freak,
too inward to charm the ball or the Belle,
too ugly to be iconic.
too queer to at least seem well-meaning,
too puritanical and sharp
to strut like some gay butterfly
or keep in tune with love’s young larks.
o tender-hearted tormenter of self,
I’ve caught you in the prickly gorse.
o little broken boy, o elf,
I’ve shielded you within this prickled place.
we raise each other up, I tend your wounds.
the carapace of irony peels back, in parts.
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
181 reads
5 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
12th Jan 2024 00:21am
12th Jan 2024 00:21am
vulnerable
hissing on the floor of hell,
you’ve always thought yourself a freak,
too inward to charm the ball or the Belle,
too ugly to be iconic.
too queer to at least seem well-meaning,
too puritanical and sharp
to strut like some gay butterfly
or keep in tune with love’s young larks.
o tender-hearted tormenter of self,
I’ve caught you in the prickly gorse.
o little broken boy, o elf,
I’ve shielded you within this prickled place.
we raise each other up, I tend your wounds.
the carapace of irony peels back, in parts.
you’ve always thought yourself a freak,
too inward to charm the ball or the Belle,
too ugly to be iconic.
too queer to at least seem well-meaning,
too puritanical and sharp
to strut like some gay butterfly
or keep in tune with love’s young larks.
o tender-hearted tormenter of self,
I’ve caught you in the prickly gorse.
o little broken boy, o elf,
I’ve shielded you within this prickled place.
we raise each other up, I tend your wounds.
the carapace of irony peels back, in parts.
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
181 reads
5 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
18th Nov 2023 1:47am
18th Nov 2023 1:47am
amidst all the clatter
don’t find small talk easy, don’t feel comfortable talking to
strangers, no doubt, have remarked upon it doesn’t really matter
strangers, no doubt, have remarked upon it doesn’t really matter
#SelfDiscovery
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0 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
27th Jan 2023 2:50pm
27th Jan 2023 2:50pm
Naked Swallows
Like naked Swallows
this is how I was born
leaves are our only cover
in the lemongrass
and no need for armor
abandoning the heirlooms
and the ignorance of man
now stripped of my veil
nothing else to reveal
for the love of you
and naked kisses
in the lemongrass
this is how I was born
leaves are our only cover
in the lemongrass
and no need for armor
abandoning the heirlooms
and the ignorance of man
now stripped of my veil
nothing else to reveal
for the love of you
and naked kisses
in the lemongrass
#nature
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
322 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
27th Jan 2023 2:50pm
27th Jan 2023 2:50pm
Naked Swallows
Like naked Swallows
this is how I was born
leaves are our only cover
in the lemongrass
and no need for armor
abandoning the heirlooms
and the ignorance of man
now stripped of my veil
nothing else to reveal
for the love of you
and naked kisses
in the lemongrass
this is how I was born
leaves are our only cover
in the lemongrass
and no need for armor
abandoning the heirlooms
and the ignorance of man
now stripped of my veil
nothing else to reveal
for the love of you
and naked kisses
in the lemongrass
#nature
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
322 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
27th Jan 2023 2:50pm
27th Jan 2023 2:50pm
Naked Swallows
Like naked Swallows
this is how I was born
leaves are our only cover
in the lemongrass
and no need for armor
abandoning the heirlooms
and the ignorance of man
now stripped of my veil
nothing else to reveal
for the love of you
and naked kisses
in the lemongrass
this is how I was born
leaves are our only cover
in the lemongrass
and no need for armor
abandoning the heirlooms
and the ignorance of man
now stripped of my veil
nothing else to reveal
for the love of you
and naked kisses
in the lemongrass
#nature
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
322 reads
2 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 10:34pm
19th Oct 2024 10:34pm
shifting states
I'm a deer caught in the headlights again
my insecurities flay me open
and here I am starting fights
where fights don't belong
You meet my fire with more flames
and in seconds we're an inferno
destroying everything
that gets in our way
including each other
until one of us walks away
(usually me)
and we lick our wounds
in the ashes
trying to figure out
what went wrong
It's not our fault
no one taught us how to communicate
but it's our fault we don't fix
the cracks we always...
my insecurities flay me open
and here I am starting fights
where fights don't belong
You meet my fire with more flames
and in seconds we're an inferno
destroying everything
that gets in our way
including each other
until one of us walks away
(usually me)
and we lick our wounds
in the ashes
trying to figure out
what went wrong
It's not our fault
no one taught us how to communicate
but it's our fault we don't fix
the cracks we always...
#conflict
#love
#relationships
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
95 reads
1 Comment
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 10:34pm
19th Oct 2024 10:34pm
shifting states
I'm a deer caught in the headlights again
my insecurities flay me open
and here I am starting fights
where fights don't belong
You meet my fire with more flames
and in seconds we're an inferno
destroying everything
that gets in our way
including each other
until one of us walks away
(usually me)
and we lick our wounds
in the ashes
trying to figure out
what went wrong
It's not our fault
no one taught us how to communicate
but it's our fault we don't fix
the cracks we always...
my insecurities flay me open
and here I am starting fights
where fights don't belong
You meet my fire with more flames
and in seconds we're an inferno
destroying everything
that gets in our way
including each other
until one of us walks away
(usually me)
and we lick our wounds
in the ashes
trying to figure out
what went wrong
It's not our fault
no one taught us how to communicate
but it's our fault we don't fix
the cracks we always...
#conflict
#love
#relationships
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
95 reads
1 Comment
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 10:34pm
19th Oct 2024 10:34pm
shifting states
I'm a deer caught in the headlights again
my insecurities flay me open
and here I am starting fights
where fights don't belong
You meet my fire with more flames
and in seconds we're an inferno
destroying everything
that gets in our way
including each other
until one of us walks away
(usually me)
and we lick our wounds
in the ashes
trying to figure out
what went wrong
It's not our fault
no one taught us how to communicate
but it's our fault we don't fix
the cracks we always...
my insecurities flay me open
and here I am starting fights
where fights don't belong
You meet my fire with more flames
and in seconds we're an inferno
destroying everything
that gets in our way
including each other
until one of us walks away
(usually me)
and we lick our wounds
in the ashes
trying to figure out
what went wrong
It's not our fault
no one taught us how to communicate
but it's our fault we don't fix
the cracks we always...
#conflict
#love
#relationships
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
95 reads
1 Comment
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 10:34pm
19th Oct 2024 10:34pm
shifting states
I'm a deer caught in the headlights again
my insecurities flay me open
and here I am starting fights
where fights don't belong
You meet my fire with more flames
and in seconds we're an inferno
destroying everything
that gets in our way
including each other
until one of us walks away
(usually me)
and we lick our wounds
in the ashes
trying to figure out
what went wrong
It's not our fault
no one taught us how to communicate
but it's our fault we don't fix
the cracks we always...
my insecurities flay me open
and here I am starting fights
where fights don't belong
You meet my fire with more flames
and in seconds we're an inferno
destroying everything
that gets in our way
including each other
until one of us walks away
(usually me)
and we lick our wounds
in the ashes
trying to figure out
what went wrong
It's not our fault
no one taught us how to communicate
but it's our fault we don't fix
the cracks we always...
#conflict
#love
#relationships
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
95 reads
1 Comment
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