Self Reflection Poems
#SelfReflection
Poems about self reflection, where we contemplate our own personality and behaviour. Self aware poems engaging in introspection and meditation.
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:30am
Yesterday 8:30am
Light (2020)
such a cruel light
electric light
unless it's from the Sun
what a warm glow
on all we know
relaxing to become
who we are now
as we learn how
to journey deep inside
to a place where
everyone's there
with whom we can confide
with the beings who
are shining through
so very many eyes
every day then
every night when
we let go the ties
of who we think we are
to become a star
shining in the sky
with a warm glow
on all we know
as time keeps...
electric light
unless it's from the Sun
what a warm glow
on all we know
relaxing to become
who we are now
as we learn how
to journey deep inside
to a place where
everyone's there
with whom we can confide
with the beings who
are shining through
so very many eyes
every day then
every night when
we let go the ties
of who we think we are
to become a star
shining in the sky
with a warm glow
on all we know
as time keeps...
#SelfReflection
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Insiderew
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:06am
Yesterday 5:06am
electric heavens.
editing my contorted lines
i find some self, inwardly there,
penned within some few weak rhymes
this word or two, may make me bare?
this editing... i hesitate,
will this remove me, take heart out
those struggled thoughts these strove for light
what then is left, a hollow shout?
I think, in words, some self exists
this thought makes me gravely driven,
to will more words, willed to persist
after, in electric heavens.
i find some self, inwardly there,
penned within some few weak rhymes
this word or two, may make me bare?
this editing... i hesitate,
will this remove me, take heart out
those struggled thoughts these strove for light
what then is left, a hollow shout?
I think, in words, some self exists
this thought makes me gravely driven,
to will more words, willed to persist
after, in electric heavens.
#SelfReflection
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poetOftragedy
Poem Published
26th Sep 2020 8:47pm
26th Sep 2020 8:47pm
You will never know
So many poems written in your name
All those words you'll never know
I keep them locked away
Along with the word I've never said
Like how I love you
And how you are the best thing in my world
Yet after so many days,
So many months, and so many years
These are words you haven't heard..
I'm dying to do tell you everything
Open my heart and show you everything,
The worst and the best parts of me
But I'm scared I'm not the one you need me to be,
I'm scared I'm not everything you need from me,
I'm afraid to fall short of...
All those words you'll never know
I keep them locked away
Along with the word I've never said
Like how I love you
And how you are the best thing in my world
Yet after so many days,
So many months, and so many years
These are words you haven't heard..
I'm dying to do tell you everything
Open my heart and show you everything,
The worst and the best parts of me
But I'm scared I'm not the one you need me to be,
I'm scared I'm not everything you need from me,
I'm afraid to fall short of...
#love
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
48 reads
3 Comments
anonymous125
Poem Published
26th Sep 2020 2:11am
26th Sep 2020 2:11am
Reflection
Each night she looked outside her window.
Searching for something.
Searching for anything.
Any sign of hope that there was another
lost soul out there waiting for love,
waiting for her.
Each night all she saw was the streetlight
shining bright on the lonely road.
Ten years passed by.
Then one night she realized what she
was looking for was staring at her all this time.
She had found love after all these lonely years
and not just love between a man and women
but love within herself.
Each night after that she...
Searching for something.
Searching for anything.
Any sign of hope that there was another
lost soul out there waiting for love,
waiting for her.
Each night all she saw was the streetlight
shining bright on the lonely road.
Ten years passed by.
Then one night she realized what she
was looking for was staring at her all this time.
She had found love after all these lonely years
and not just love between a man and women
but love within herself.
Each night after that she...
#identity
#myself
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
41 reads
5 Comments
Insiderew
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 5:07pm
25th Sep 2020 5:07pm
imaginary critics.
I made my art from common things
more cabbage patch than stuff for kings,
right plain I spoke no riddles made
amongst the words where I have played.
still, folk pretend to be bemused
make mock amazement to seem amused,
a sly attempt, it could be said,
to deride words, grown from my head.
I say it is they, with their mean minds,
wilfully closed, snide and unkind
no laurel leavers, I should crown,
if they write up it is to put down.
they're gathering their collective breath
to blow me into lit'ral death,
but...
more cabbage patch than stuff for kings,
right plain I spoke no riddles made
amongst the words where I have played.
still, folk pretend to be bemused
make mock amazement to seem amused,
a sly attempt, it could be said,
to deride words, grown from my head.
I say it is they, with their mean minds,
wilfully closed, snide and unkind
no laurel leavers, I should crown,
if they write up it is to put down.
they're gathering their collective breath
to blow me into lit'ral death,
but...
#SelfReflection
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bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 5:21am
25th Sep 2020 5:21am
Plus Ca Change
blue holes in a sky that's raining
and falling down where I
contemplate the summer's waning
as time keeps speeding by
yesterday was once tomorrow
the present never ends
happiness and too our sorrow
come and go, each sends
messages from each emotion
changing all the time...
I'm afloat upon an ocean
somewhere in my mind
with sacred isles and holy mountains
and unseen beings who
dance in sparkling water fountains...
I am there with you
contemplating summer's waning
as time keeps speeding...
and falling down where I
contemplate the summer's waning
as time keeps speeding by
yesterday was once tomorrow
the present never ends
happiness and too our sorrow
come and go, each sends
messages from each emotion
changing all the time...
I'm afloat upon an ocean
somewhere in my mind
with sacred isles and holy mountains
and unseen beings who
dance in sparkling water fountains...
I am there with you
contemplating summer's waning
as time keeps speeding...
#SelfReflection
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
24th Sep 2020 5:25pm
24th Sep 2020 5:25pm
Chasing My Master’s Degree While Running In The Opposite Direction
Wow... as they say time has flew, it has passed me by unto who I stand for today.
I am four days from entering my last year of obtaining a hard long drawn out process to receive my Master’s Degree in Nursing and Psychology as my minor.
It was just yesterday with my stamped passport in hand from the Republic of Haiti and my grann telling me not to return into our generation to heal has been met… the day I got off that Delta flight, and entered college would change the course of my college years, well into my adulthood.
The self-sacrifices I had to make just to...
I am four days from entering my last year of obtaining a hard long drawn out process to receive my Master’s Degree in Nursing and Psychology as my minor.
It was just yesterday with my stamped passport in hand from the Republic of Haiti and my grann telling me not to return into our generation to heal has been met… the day I got off that Delta flight, and entered college would change the course of my college years, well into my adulthood.
The self-sacrifices I had to make just to...
#identity
#confessional
#myself
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
53 reads
39 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2020 4:42pm
23rd Sep 2020 4:42pm
Synesthetica, Part VI (Sentio)
vi. sentio (I feel)
(the color of rain)
pensive perusal,
my mind plays tricks
on both of us;
thoughts racing
towards home
in chaotic rivulets
dodging the ebb and flow
of windshield wipers
carrying frantic passengers
hanging onto the edges
for dear life;
a thousand tiny cracks
in the glass
means I’ll never know
where they’ll cross
the finish line
sometimes
this is a good thing
muted shades -
the perfect stage
for signs of life
to...
(the color of rain)
pensive perusal,
my mind plays tricks
on both of us;
thoughts racing
towards home
in chaotic rivulets
dodging the ebb and flow
of windshield wipers
carrying frantic passengers
hanging onto the edges
for dear life;
a thousand tiny cracks
in the glass
means I’ll never know
where they’ll cross
the finish line
sometimes
this is a good thing
muted shades -
the perfect stage
for signs of life
to...
#mother
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
41 reads
10 Comments
Heezy_Voice
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2020 1:06pm
23rd Sep 2020 1:06pm
Dear self
Dear self don’t stay in toxic places trying to aid health
Don’t go losing your soul trying to gain wealth
Don’t go where you’re not welcome
Practice what u preach when you tell them
Careful how u choose your friend dem.
Just writing you a letter
In hopes that i make your good times better
I know you’re lowkey thinking your life is trash, but one day it will turn into treasure.
And above all I don’t ever want u to settle
You’ve loved this thing ever since you were little
Just keep talking to the Lord and though you sell yourself...
Don’t go losing your soul trying to gain wealth
Don’t go where you’re not welcome
Practice what u preach when you tell them
Careful how u choose your friend dem.
Just writing you a letter
In hopes that i make your good times better
I know you’re lowkey thinking your life is trash, but one day it will turn into treasure.
And above all I don’t ever want u to settle
You’ve loved this thing ever since you were little
Just keep talking to the Lord and though you sell yourself...
#learning
#SelfReflection
35 reads
1 Comment
PencilScribbles
Scribbles
Scribbles
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2020 00:41am
23rd Sep 2020 00:41am
Fruitless Tree
From here in the future,
I look back at you,
I see the place,
And see the face,
But now I see the truth.
Oh, you silly girl,
What are you doing there?
Run back home,
Even though you're alone,
What you seek isn't there.
Wake up silly girl,
And hear my warning tune,
You won't understand,
Leaving open hands,
I only want to save you.
Thank you, silly girl,
I know you hear my prayer,
A voice from within,
Begging consider again,
I promise it will be okay.
...
I look back at you,
I see the place,
And see the face,
But now I see the truth.
Oh, you silly girl,
What are you doing there?
Run back home,
Even though you're alone,
What you seek isn't there.
Wake up silly girl,
And hear my warning tune,
You won't understand,
Leaving open hands,
I only want to save you.
Thank you, silly girl,
I know you hear my prayer,
A voice from within,
Begging consider again,
I promise it will be okay.
...
#memories
#learning
#SelfReflection #gratitude
#SelfReflection #gratitude
60 reads
12 Comments
Blackwolf
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2020 9:20pm
22nd Sep 2020 9:20pm
Wrenched From The Past , The Pen
A Poem Penned Deep Meaning Sought
Yet Though Still Fills Twixt And Tween
One Seeks Dale And Peak , Finds Naught
Searches Maps Of Mind , Can Not Be Taught
And Sees All Is Real As The Seal Of But A Dream
In The Market Of Memory "Tis Nothing Is Bought !
Yet Though Still Fills Twixt And Tween
One Seeks Dale And Peak , Finds Naught
Searches Maps Of Mind , Can Not Be Taught
And Sees All Is Real As The Seal Of But A Dream
In The Market Of Memory "Tis Nothing Is Bought !
#identity
#learning
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#wisdom
39 reads
4 Comments
personanongrata
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2020 6:01pm
22nd Sep 2020 6:01pm
BABYLON IS FALLING
Babylon, the mother of all whores is falling.
The veil of ignorance and illusion rises for those who have the will to defend their innate right, that of freedom.
Babylon is burning. And through its ashes a new Earth emerges.
It is an important moment of change and rebirth. Destructive forces, symbolized by the Greek god of war Aris(Mars), the Hindu goddess Kali, and even by the essence of the concept of Christian revelation, flatten everything to make room for the new. Our planet is changing, and the planet is changing us.
The world seems to move around as if they...
The veil of ignorance and illusion rises for those who have the will to defend their innate right, that of freedom.
Babylon is burning. And through its ashes a new Earth emerges.
It is an important moment of change and rebirth. Destructive forces, symbolized by the Greek god of war Aris(Mars), the Hindu goddess Kali, and even by the essence of the concept of Christian revelation, flatten everything to make room for the new. Our planet is changing, and the planet is changing us.
The world seems to move around as if they...
#identity
#evolution
#SelfReflection
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