Self Reflection Poems
#SelfReflection
Poems about self reflection, where we contemplate our own personality and behaviour. Self aware poems engaging in introspection and meditation.
Tallen
Poem Published
Today 5:44pm
Today 5:44pm
Routine____Rebel
For more than 60 years, I've been running. . .
The road behind me
rambles over
risk-less and routine terrain.
The road beneath
offers redundantly,
more of the same.
The road I run on
is so uncertain, yet so new.
& as I transform everyday problems
into creative projects,
I'm reminded that my derriere
and the porch rocking chair
weren't made for each other.
The road behind me
rambles over
risk-less and routine terrain.
The road beneath
offers redundantly,
more of the same.
The road I run on
is so uncertain, yet so new.
& as I transform everyday problems
into creative projects,
I'm reminded that my derriere
and the porch rocking chair
weren't made for each other.
#SelfReflection
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Grace
Idryad
Idryad
Poem Published
Today 3:32pm
Today 3:32pm
Home
there my heart beats
to the wind on the eaves
where the glow of light
from the window
shows the way
to my door
Home is where my heart is.
Grace Dec92018
to the wind on the eaves
where the glow of light
from the window
shows the way
to my door
Home is where my heart is.
Grace Dec92018
#home
#SelfReflection
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adamtherapy69
adam templar
adam templar
Poem Published
Today 11:37am
Today 11:37am
somebody here?
SOMEBODY HERE?
There may well be
a suitcase
still waiting on the bench
although I doubt it
these days
it will have been
whisked away
and examined
for bombs
I felt an empty suitcase
was the work of art
needed to speak
of life as I see it
The cold hearts
injustice and evil
has formed
a prison
around my garden
of hopes
I just sit here
and read
now
the grass has been cut
They have done the usual
to the poor
women and families
and the...
There may well be
a suitcase
still waiting on the bench
although I doubt it
these days
it will have been
whisked away
and examined
for bombs
I felt an empty suitcase
was the work of art
needed to speak
of life as I see it
The cold hearts
injustice and evil
has formed
a prison
around my garden
of hopes
I just sit here
and read
now
the grass has been cut
They have done the usual
to the poor
women and families
and the...
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:09pm
Yesterday 9:09pm
Down to the Root
In my garden perfection begins
at the root of every living thing
The biggest juicy bargains
out of what the roots can bring
Now in the case of weeds
that grow in windswept hearts
Gardens now herbal cages of needs
Who’s poison escapes broken parts
And contrary to common lore
They abandon the orphans even more
For now even the lonely spirit is set free
From growing and healing like a rooted tree
New roots are needed
To save the garden to be weeded
to gather soils of fellowship
While weeds rot in...
at the root of every living thing
The biggest juicy bargains
out of what the roots can bring
Now in the case of weeds
that grow in windswept hearts
Gardens now herbal cages of needs
Who’s poison escapes broken parts
And contrary to common lore
They abandon the orphans even more
For now even the lonely spirit is set free
From growing and healing like a rooted tree
New roots are needed
To save the garden to be weeded
to gather soils of fellowship
While weeds rot in...
#love
#addiction
#SelfReflection #healing
#SelfReflection #healing
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mariellewrites
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:43pm
Yesterday 4:43pm
what i seek
i will only be
the things i seek
in what i
see
in what
is
me
in the
things
i long
to
be
the things i seek
in what i
see
in what
is
me
in the
things
i long
to
be
#learning
#SelfReflection
24 reads
2 Comments
Eudemonia
Poem Published
7th Dec 2018 9:24pm
7th Dec 2018 9:24pm
Self Serving
All the things
I sought to change
About myself
Remain
Those things
Are actually
My Only
Potency
The perversion
Of others
Sought to
Destroy
The only,
Perhaps too strong
Aptitudes
I can employ
In service
Of myself
I won't implode
For someone else
I sought to change
About myself
Remain
Those things
Are actually
My Only
Potency
The perversion
Of others
Sought to
Destroy
The only,
Perhaps too strong
Aptitudes
I can employ
In service
Of myself
I won't implode
For someone else
#myself
#SelfReflection
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drone
Poem Published
7th Dec 2018 12:16pm
7th Dec 2018 12:16pm
Like Me
I used to think
it was only me
a strange creature
writing thoughts
that make me bleed
within
struggling to find balance
between sadness
and screams
trying
to understand why
these thoughts
that I write
will not leave
me be
what are you doing
I used to ask
myself
scrapping together
what I needed to see
my own reflection
on my own personal screen
to begin the journey
years ago
to finally see
are there other strange creatures
like me
who bleed
when they...
it was only me
a strange creature
writing thoughts
that make me bleed
within
struggling to find balance
between sadness
and screams
trying
to understand why
these thoughts
that I write
will not leave
me be
what are you doing
I used to ask
myself
scrapping together
what I needed to see
my own reflection
on my own personal screen
to begin the journey
years ago
to finally see
are there other strange creatures
like me
who bleed
when they...
#identity
#myself
#learning #SelfReflection
#learning #SelfReflection
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
7th Dec 2018 7:34am
7th Dec 2018 7:34am
Toxic Religion
Having a bullet wound
or even a stolen, bleeding heart
is a good analogy
for the pain of solemn, self crucifying ideologies
accepted as though it was sound doctrine
to vulnerable, submissive, penitent minds
already burdened with an inhuman level of false guilt
Shame
Bleeding out and unaware
The belief in a cure is obliterated
In favor of a numbing white blank platitude
Covering an insult to life's pure essence
Until melting over a crimson puddle
Guilt
It is cold and dirty work
Never...
or even a stolen, bleeding heart
is a good analogy
for the pain of solemn, self crucifying ideologies
accepted as though it was sound doctrine
to vulnerable, submissive, penitent minds
already burdened with an inhuman level of false guilt
Shame
Bleeding out and unaware
The belief in a cure is obliterated
In favor of a numbing white blank platitude
Covering an insult to life's pure essence
Until melting over a crimson puddle
Guilt
It is cold and dirty work
Never...
#religion
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
27 reads
4 Comments
jemac
Poem Published
7th Dec 2018 3:23am
7th Dec 2018 3:23am
~~~
grief slips in and out
there is a silver liining
a time to reflect
safe haven for tears
that makes room for smiles instead
hold onto the joy
this he would want more
for her not to be alone
she knows this for sure
in her heart of hearts
no matter how difficult
it is to let go
to take what she learned
share the beauty of the light
burn even brighter
there is a silver liining
a time to reflect
safe haven for tears
that makes room for smiles instead
hold onto the joy
this he would want more
for her not to be alone
she knows this for sure
in her heart of hearts
no matter how difficult
it is to let go
to take what she learned
share the beauty of the light
burn even brighter
#love
#peace
#SelfReflection
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LunasChild8
Poem Published
7th Dec 2018 3:05am
7th Dec 2018 3:05am
Five- Cinq- Cinco
I
I’ve passed through five years
Of hardships and betrayal
Yet I’m still alive.
II
Love makes my soul soar
I’ve finally found my half
And he’s here to stay.
III
Always trust my gut
It’ll never lie to me
Give it your best shot.
IV
I’ve beaten the odds
I’m now closer to my goal
Just a bit longer.
V
God, keep my head high
And my soul free from worries
I long for success.
I’ve passed through five years
Of hardships and betrayal
Yet I’m still alive.
II
Love makes my soul soar
I’ve finally found my half
And he’s here to stay.
III
Always trust my gut
It’ll never lie to me
Give it your best shot.
IV
I’ve beaten the odds
I’m now closer to my goal
Just a bit longer.
V
God, keep my head high
And my soul free from worries
I long for success.
#LifeChangingMoment
#learning
#SelfReflection #healing
#SelfReflection #healing
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3 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
6th Dec 2018 4:52pm
6th Dec 2018 4:52pm
Reading At Table As Breakfast Goes Cold
( a Sonnet )
The early morning’s summer drone,
While reading, has me drift and drowse.
With heat distressing nerve and bone,
I must decline my eggs, and browse.
I sip the oranges of the groves
Which from the glass I feel its breeze,
To graze my hair that slightly moves
And cools the neckline by degrees.
And past the window lies the lake
Where long ago, far back in time,
A tiny girl would kneel and slake
Her thirst for mysteries sublime.
Then comes a moment showers fall,
It doesn’t...
The early morning’s summer drone,
While reading, has me drift and drowse.
With heat distressing nerve and bone,
I must decline my eggs, and browse.
I sip the oranges of the groves
Which from the glass I feel its breeze,
To graze my hair that slightly moves
And cools the neckline by degrees.
And past the window lies the lake
Where long ago, far back in time,
A tiny girl would kneel and slake
Her thirst for mysteries sublime.
Then comes a moment showers fall,
It doesn’t...
#childhood
#rain
#summer
#memories
#SelfReflection
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9 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
6th Dec 2018 2:16pm
6th Dec 2018 2:16pm
Nocturnal Sight
Webs of fractured glass,
mosaic your wintry eyes.
A shard falls, shatters,
in a midnight tear puddle.
Once those mirrors reflected day-stars,
now revealing darkness.
mosaic your wintry eyes.
A shard falls, shatters,
in a midnight tear puddle.
Once those mirrors reflected day-stars,
now revealing darkness.
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
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