Self Reflection Poems
#SelfReflection
Poems about self reflection, where we contemplate our own personality and behaviour. Self aware poems engaging in introspection and meditation.
solanaceae
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:40pm
Yesterday 7:40pm
Although,
they never tell you
that to have passion,
is subsequently,
to accept pain
and to be close to someone,
is actually,
a form of mutual
scrutiny
that love is,
by all means,
mostly a battle
with yourself
yet, the deepest scars
are more often than not,
pointed out by another
and when
the fight is over,
(it's really never over)
---
but, I am grateful
for this love
although, it proves
a struggle
for at the day's end,
our polar souls ...
that to have passion,
is subsequently,
to accept pain
and to be close to someone,
is actually,
a form of mutual
scrutiny
that love is,
by all means,
mostly a battle
with yourself
yet, the deepest scars
are more often than not,
pointed out by another
and when
the fight is over,
(it's really never over)
---
but, I am grateful
for this love
although, it proves
a struggle
for at the day's end,
our polar souls ...
#love
#relationships
#conflict
#lover
#SelfReflection
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Sky_dancer
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:46pm
Yesterday 12:46pm
This is Me Exposing Myself
This is my all I'm baring...
...naked,
for all to see,
into the most intimate ~
depths of my insecurities
Vulnerable and exposed,
my words are my heart...
guts...
the marrow in my bones ~
Malbec veins.
I give you my core:
Fiery and divine;
Healing and sensual.
I give you rhyme,
and chaos
I offer myself to you;
"Drink of me. Eat of me"
If you listen to my words
You will rise
If you look at me
You will fall
Focus on the message ...
...naked,
for all to see,
into the most intimate ~
depths of my insecurities
Vulnerable and exposed,
my words are my heart...
guts...
the marrow in my bones ~
Malbec veins.
I give you my core:
Fiery and divine;
Healing and sensual.
I give you rhyme,
and chaos
I offer myself to you;
"Drink of me. Eat of me"
If you listen to my words
You will rise
If you look at me
You will fall
Focus on the message ...
#SelfReflection
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Hunterapsych
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:18am
Yesterday 1:18am
Storm on the rise (revised)
Vibrations vividly vaporize
before our very eyes,
eternal energies echo
throughout sacred skies.
To my surprise
there's a storm on the rise,
the thunder roaring and soaring,
the presence of destruction looming
leaving the inhabitants distraught,
in the midst of mayhem
we are caught
and foolish for believing
all that we've been taught.
Nature is disappointed in us,
her own children, taking and raping
and pillaging internationally.
We are failing
We're bailing on mother nature.
Why have...
before our very eyes,
eternal energies echo
throughout sacred skies.
To my surprise
there's a storm on the rise,
the thunder roaring and soaring,
the presence of destruction looming
leaving the inhabitants distraught,
in the midst of mayhem
we are caught
and foolish for believing
all that we've been taught.
Nature is disappointed in us,
her own children, taking and raping
and pillaging internationally.
We are failing
We're bailing on mother nature.
Why have...
#earth
#environment
#nature
#humankind
#SelfReflection
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delanee
Poem Published
9th Dec 2019 2:28pm
9th Dec 2019 2:28pm
Today's My Lesson, Yesterday's Our Mistake
Today.
Not even halfway into my 20s. I woke up and when I looked in the mirror staring right back at me was my nineteen year old self. I told her:
"I'm so sorry. Looks like things didn't really get better. We were too headstrong, we thought we'd just fix this one other thing ourselves..."
She tells me that maybe we could've done more.
I reply that perhaps we did all we could do.
Will we ever really get an answer to this?
And does this really still matter?
With my voice, my way of speaking, she wonders. "What will you do...
Not even halfway into my 20s. I woke up and when I looked in the mirror staring right back at me was my nineteen year old self. I told her:
"I'm so sorry. Looks like things didn't really get better. We were too headstrong, we thought we'd just fix this one other thing ourselves..."
She tells me that maybe we could've done more.
I reply that perhaps we did all we could do.
Will we ever really get an answer to this?
And does this really still matter?
With my voice, my way of speaking, she wonders. "What will you do...
#depression
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfReflection
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2 Comments
Simon_III_Msibi
Mandla Msibi
Mandla Msibi
Poem Published
9th Dec 2019 9:34am
9th Dec 2019 9:34am
Self Reflection
How often...
How often must one reflect?
How often must I come face to face
with the truth of my own being
How often must I face the questions
Which I am to ask myself each day:
Am I on the right path?
Am I fulfilling my own dreams?
Am I doing enough today
to make sure I have a great tomorrow?
Am I simply surviving or am I living?
I simply do not know
However this is my self reflection
Like using a mirror to look at myself
but this mirror is showing me my own soul
How often must one reflect? ...
How often must one reflect?
How often must I come face to face
with the truth of my own being
How often must I face the questions
Which I am to ask myself each day:
Am I on the right path?
Am I fulfilling my own dreams?
Am I doing enough today
to make sure I have a great tomorrow?
Am I simply surviving or am I living?
I simply do not know
However this is my self reflection
Like using a mirror to look at myself
but this mirror is showing me my own soul
How often must one reflect? ...
#identity
#SelfReflection
#meditation #SelfWorth
#meditation #SelfWorth
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
9th Dec 2019 1:42am
9th Dec 2019 1:42am
Veruca Salt
Hear me o’ ye great goddesses of rock,
You wowed our minds with many a song,
Men vowed lust and loyalties to you but I
Swore my love would always be strong.
Thy gifts of skill and beauty deeply enticed,
Thy rhythms reverberated through my soul,
Thy voices echo through the caves of my mind,
All the while you wildly rocked and rolled.
In those early days men like me were entranced,
By the vocals of goddesses rocking the world,
Their splendor unique it was completely enhanced,
When their guitars screamed and sultrily...
You wowed our minds with many a song,
Men vowed lust and loyalties to you but I
Swore my love would always be strong.
Thy gifts of skill and beauty deeply enticed,
Thy rhythms reverberated through my soul,
Thy voices echo through the caves of my mind,
All the while you wildly rocked and rolled.
In those early days men like me were entranced,
By the vocals of goddesses rocking the world,
Their splendor unique it was completely enhanced,
When their guitars screamed and sultrily...
#music
#confessional
#WritingPoetry #SelfReflection
#WritingPoetry #SelfReflection
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Hunterapsych
Poem Published
8th Dec 2019 8:44pm
8th Dec 2019 8:44pm
Chance to exist
The day drags on
but the light doesn't linger for long
it's never gone though
just drifting, lifting and igniting each soul
directing and guiding the whole Galaxy.
We should be grateful
for this chance to exist
it was us who popped up and out
into the world in an instant,
not necessarily chosen per se
but certainly blessed I believe
to have been granted the gift to exist
no matter how dark or dreary it gets
not every soul makes it here
not every soul lasts as long
as all the others,
which to me is one in the...
but the light doesn't linger for long
it's never gone though
just drifting, lifting and igniting each soul
directing and guiding the whole Galaxy.
We should be grateful
for this chance to exist
it was us who popped up and out
into the world in an instant,
not necessarily chosen per se
but certainly blessed I believe
to have been granted the gift to exist
no matter how dark or dreary it gets
not every soul makes it here
not every soul lasts as long
as all the others,
which to me is one in the...
#LifeAsAWriter
#humankind
#SelfReflection
#gratitude
#SelfDiscovery
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Hunterapsych
Poem Published
8th Dec 2019 8:18pm
8th Dec 2019 8:18pm
Slow process
Not as present on the pages recently
as I'd like to be,
it's one of those periods where not much
gets said or done..
just reflecting I suppose
questioning what I think I know
looking at all the ways in which
I need to grow,
it can certainly be a slow process
depending on how deep
you find yourself in despair or darkness.
as I'd like to be,
it's one of those periods where not much
gets said or done..
just reflecting I suppose
questioning what I think I know
looking at all the ways in which
I need to grow,
it can certainly be a slow process
depending on how deep
you find yourself in despair or darkness.
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #SelfReflection
#WritingPoetry #SelfReflection
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Hunterapsych
Poem Published
7th Dec 2019 2:25pm
7th Dec 2019 2:25pm
Psychedelic ramblings (revised)
Manifestations..
cosmic creations..
perceiving existence
and its endless persistence,
placed in this human vehicle
aware of the infinite mystery.
This life seems to be a transition
from the maddening material world which we call "reality"
into the eternal transformation
of energy,
an endless loop of
ever changing arrangements and forms,
no beginning no end
just energy evolving
forever fading and flowing.
Quite a marvelous and
perplexing thought,
that each of us
are "pieces of eternity" ...
cosmic creations..
perceiving existence
and its endless persistence,
placed in this human vehicle
aware of the infinite mystery.
This life seems to be a transition
from the maddening material world which we call "reality"
into the eternal transformation
of energy,
an endless loop of
ever changing arrangements and forms,
no beginning no end
just energy evolving
forever fading and flowing.
Quite a marvelous and
perplexing thought,
that each of us
are "pieces of eternity" ...
#universe
#drugs
#marijuana
#humankind
#SelfReflection
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SBiscBoi
Poem Published
7th Dec 2019 6:02am
7th Dec 2019 6:02am
Who am I?
Who am I?
I know my name
I know my date of birth
I even know my place of birth
But who am I?
Some think I'm smart
Some think I'm a retard
Some consider me strong
Some consider me weak
Some say I'm so weak, it would be too unfair to compete
Some say I'm so fast, it's like I have the worlds quickest feet
Some say they can see exactly who I am on the outside
But who am I on the inside?
I love to write, I love to draw
However neither of them i'm good at at all
I love math, I love science
Sure i can...
I know my name
I know my date of birth
I even know my place of birth
But who am I?
Some think I'm smart
Some think I'm a retard
Some consider me strong
Some consider me weak
Some say I'm so weak, it would be too unfair to compete
Some say I'm so fast, it's like I have the worlds quickest feet
Some say they can see exactly who I am on the outside
But who am I on the inside?
I love to write, I love to draw
However neither of them i'm good at at all
I love math, I love science
Sure i can...
#loneliness
#identity
#myself
#SelfReflection
#emptiness
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Blackwolf
Poem Published
6th Dec 2019 5:42am
6th Dec 2019 5:42am
No Deception Mine Own Reception
I Am A Particle Yet You Bet I Am A Wave
I Am What I Let Go And I Am What I Save
I Am Nothing And More I Am Everything
Motion Commotion Still In Silence Sings
A Dream In Between What It Is I Mean
Reality Fatality More Than First Seems
Some Say A God In Heaven Does Trod
I Say I Am God And Smile With A Nod !
I Am What I Let Go And I Am What I Save
I Am Nothing And More I Am Everything
Motion Commotion Still In Silence Sings
A Dream In Between What It Is I Mean
Reality Fatality More Than First Seems
Some Say A God In Heaven Does Trod
I Say I Am God And Smile With A Nod !
#identity
#mirror
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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David_Macleod
Poem Published
6th Dec 2019 00:32am
6th Dec 2019 00:32am
The Cutting Room Floor
The only things on the cutting room floor
Is my mind, body, heart and soul
Broken by you
Lots of blood-soaked tissues
Blood shed for you
Are blunted bloody razor blades
Carving your name
Are floods of uncontrollable tears
All wept for you
Are bent and torn photographs
Taken of you
Are videos made to be enjoyed?
But now not by you
Is the genuine love and compassion
I had for you
Will be my lifeless corpse
Cut down by you
There are so many things...
Is my mind, body, heart and soul
Broken by you
Lots of blood-soaked tissues
Blood shed for you
Are blunted bloody razor blades
Carving your name
Are floods of uncontrollable tears
All wept for you
Are bent and torn photographs
Taken of you
Are videos made to be enjoyed?
But now not by you
Is the genuine love and compassion
I had for you
Will be my lifeless corpse
Cut down by you
There are so many things...
#love
#heartbroken
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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