Poems About Self Reflection Seeking Friendly Advice
#SelfReflection
Poems about self reflection seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
Today 6:37pm
Today 6:37pm
Underneath All This Confidence
Underneath all this confidence and all this self work and self love still sits a girl curling into herself. Scared about being kicked down more, being called stupid, being treated like I'll never be successful, being underestimated, being called "too young" for an intellectual conversation, being that girl who couldn't debate well in school, being that girl constantly overlooked and undervalued.
Shut down. It is the reason why I'm shut down, hate looking others in the eyes for fear there will be another soul who's trying to manipulate or backstab.
And...
Shut down. It is the reason why I'm shut down, hate looking others in the eyes for fear there will be another soul who's trying to manipulate or backstab.
And...
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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veganpoet
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:09pm
Yesterday 7:09pm
The Blur Of Our Molecular Symmetry As Seen From Far, Far Above
As midnight draws near,
I sense the ghostly blue moonlight
glowering at me from high, high above.
I am a monster disentombed,
stumbling across the jagged angry landscape,
heartbeats jitterbugging in primitive disarray.
Like love letters tossed into the fireplace,
our words melt into black carbon as if they never were.
Yet we press onward,
the unfolding arms of gravity's luxurious caress,
blanketing the haunting horizon of what we once were,
and what we shall always be.
I sense the ghostly blue moonlight
glowering at me from high, high above.
I am a monster disentombed,
stumbling across the jagged angry landscape,
heartbeats jitterbugging in primitive disarray.
Like love letters tossed into the fireplace,
our words melt into black carbon as if they never were.
Yet we press onward,
the unfolding arms of gravity's luxurious caress,
blanketing the haunting horizon of what we once were,
and what we shall always be.
#Autism
#emotional
#LifeAsAWriter
#love
#SelfReflection
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scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:12am
Yesterday 6:12am
It’s a bit dramatic, innit?
Could it be twin flame
Diagnosis: insane
I’m unfit for this game
Mediocre chair
Floor laid in shorn off hair
I left a candle there
Eyes stare into mirrors
Judging his reflection
Swallowing the darkness inside
Rising for the masses
Kneeling upon ovation
But who catches the tears that he cries?
My darkened skies hold lullabies
Sung from a tongue that isn’t mine
It’s a tragedy, but I’ll survive
Diagnosis: insane
I’m unfit for this game
Mediocre chair
Floor laid in shorn off hair
I left a candle there
Eyes stare into mirrors
Judging his reflection
Swallowing the darkness inside
Rising for the masses
Kneeling upon ovation
But who catches the tears that he cries?
My darkened skies hold lullabies
Sung from a tongue that isn’t mine
It’s a tragedy, but I’ll survive
#admiration
#grief
#SelfReflection
#shame
#TimeHeals
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 10:24pm
30th Jan 2025 10:24pm
Subconscious Beliefs
For the sake of my public shadow work, I am going to uncover the things I believe. Doing this, I am going to say the first thought that comes to my mind. And trust that it's leading me somewhere.
1. Fat people are disgusting and despicable. They're only jealous bitches trying to ruin my life.
2. Atheists are going to undermine me at any moment and treat me like a child. They're hypocrites just like Christians!
3. I doubt my own spiritual experiences in the name of "logic" and pleasing atheists who really don't care about me.
4....
1. Fat people are disgusting and despicable. They're only jealous bitches trying to ruin my life.
2. Atheists are going to undermine me at any moment and treat me like a child. They're hypocrites just like Christians!
3. I doubt my own spiritual experiences in the name of "logic" and pleasing atheists who really don't care about me.
4....
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 6:10am
30th Jan 2025 6:10am
it's not Halloween but this ghost costume still fits
Don't look at me
don't talk to me
I have nothing, NOTHING
to say
I'm a head full of empty air
no, NO
I'm worse that that
I'm a head full of stagnant air
empty at least has potential
but stagnant is where
brainwaves go to die
I think all my important brainwaves have died
I tried to read an essay
on the hibernation cycle of mammals
I got half way through and gave up
because it turns out I really hate
the word "torpor"
though the silver lining of that
is that I now...
don't talk to me
I have nothing, NOTHING
to say
I'm a head full of empty air
no, NO
I'm worse that that
I'm a head full of stagnant air
empty at least has potential
but stagnant is where
brainwaves go to die
I think all my important brainwaves have died
I tried to read an essay
on the hibernation cycle of mammals
I got half way through and gave up
because it turns out I really hate
the word "torpor"
though the silver lining of that
is that I now...
#boredom
#depression
#myself
#SelfReflection
#StreamOfConsciousness
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missjem56
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 4:12pm
28th Jan 2025 4:12pm
On A Train
Stations
Like time
Flashed past me
Small, hopeless habitats
Humdrum lego boxes
Built just the same
All betwixt
The occasional flash of nature
Beautifully intruding
Upon this otherwise
Grey landscape
Welcome to Londinium
by Jemia
Like time
Flashed past me
Small, hopeless habitats
Humdrum lego boxes
Built just the same
All betwixt
The occasional flash of nature
Beautifully intruding
Upon this otherwise
Grey landscape
Welcome to Londinium
by Jemia
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
#SelfReflection #trains
#SelfReflection #trains
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bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 2:36am
28th Jan 2025 2:36am
Hexagram 3
situation changing
consulting the I Ching
insights from the Sage in
the hexagrams within
number 3 says hold on
all will be resolved
the wheel of life will roll on
no need to be too bold
patience is a virtue
possessed by every soul
it will never hurt you
being its own goal
situation changing
everything becomes
energy exchanging
among the many ones...
consulting the I Ching
insights from the Sage in
the hexagrams within
number 3 says hold on
all will be resolved
the wheel of life will roll on
no need to be too bold
patience is a virtue
possessed by every soul
it will never hurt you
being its own goal
situation changing
everything becomes
energy exchanging
among the many ones...
#SelfReflection
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tasia_arlene
Tasia Arlene
Tasia Arlene
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 9:00pm
27th Jan 2025 9:00pm
I hope to see you there
Gentle air fills dying lungs
Under blue skies and bitter chill
Folk tunes playing through blown out speakers
Nervousness fills aching bones
Picking lint off of an expensive sweater without breaking eye contact
How did I get here?
Years of dreaming was never enough
Restlessness and addiction kept me stuck
Until the final push from the one who promised to never let me fall
An open door to the visions that have flooded my brain since adolescence
A bigger view caused for an emotional afternoon
But who am I to...
Under blue skies and bitter chill
Folk tunes playing through blown out speakers
Nervousness fills aching bones
Picking lint off of an expensive sweater without breaking eye contact
How did I get here?
Years of dreaming was never enough
Restlessness and addiction kept me stuck
Until the final push from the one who promised to never let me fall
An open door to the visions that have flooded my brain since adolescence
A bigger view caused for an emotional afternoon
But who am I to...
#choices
#hope
#identity
#mirror
#SelfReflection
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Jade72
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 11:41pm
23rd Jan 2025 11:41pm
Your ghost still haunts me
When dusks awakens and dew presents a lazy morning
My mind vagabonds to tender moments, where our bodies entertwined
Whenever the breeze plays its melody trough my soaring wings
The thought of you softly caresses my psyche
Your spirit surrounds me when I bathe,
Lathering becomes a playfull splurge of the senses
Your ghost still haunts me
I will forever be in love with the memory of you...
My mind vagabonds to tender moments, where our bodies entertwined
Whenever the breeze plays its melody trough my soaring wings
The thought of you softly caresses my psyche
Your spirit surrounds me when I bathe,
Lathering becomes a playfull splurge of the senses
Your ghost still haunts me
I will forever be in love with the memory of you...
#love
#myself
#relationships
#SelfReflection
#spiritual
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2 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 1:51pm
19th Jan 2025 1:51pm
Deep Thinker Who Values Connection Over Intellect
Since I've been with two people, Mike and Josh, this year. I want to compare the differences between them and why Josh made me feel safe and connected and Mike didn't.
Mike always talked about the end times and deciphering who the end times prophet was. We talked about theories about spirituality and the Christian doctrine. We always had deep thinker conversations about anything and everything.
But it felt empty. It felt empty because it was all talk based on fear and empty knowledge.
For he can know all the knowledge in the world, but if he doesn't have love,...
Mike always talked about the end times and deciphering who the end times prophet was. We talked about theories about spirituality and the Christian doctrine. We always had deep thinker conversations about anything and everything.
But it felt empty. It felt empty because it was all talk based on fear and empty knowledge.
For he can know all the knowledge in the world, but if he doesn't have love,...
#SelfReflection
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 8:37pm
18th Jan 2025 8:37pm
Am I Free?
Since I was a kid, I was that quiet kid who had too much on my mind to talk. I was constantly daydreaming, creating a fantasy world that felt safe to me. A world I never wanted to shatter with people's over dependence on me.
I still had close friends back then. At least two went on to become popular later on, but they never felt weird later talking to me.
I was the cool loner in school; I had my own crowd of folks who were similar. We had all some kind of confidence, even me who was more unsure of herself.
I learned early on that I had a dark side. I carried...
I still had close friends back then. At least two went on to become popular later on, but they never felt weird later talking to me.
I was the cool loner in school; I had my own crowd of folks who were similar. We had all some kind of confidence, even me who was more unsure of herself.
I learned early on that I had a dark side. I carried...
#SelfReflection
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 1:25pm
18th Jan 2025 1:25pm
How Angel Light Rose Became My Author Name
Once upon a time, Angel Light Rose was a girl made up in my head that I thought Josh would like instead.
She had an open relationship with someone who looked like him and also was with Josh too. She slept around a lot, and she knew all the moves. She wasn't awkward or that geeky like me. She was that girl who had a YouTube channel and would say "love yourself" when she was picture perfect in body and in spirit. I couldn't compete with her.
But now, I don't compete with her. I'm the real Angel Light Rose. The girl who was affected by mental illness, yet she no...
She had an open relationship with someone who looked like him and also was with Josh too. She slept around a lot, and she knew all the moves. She wasn't awkward or that geeky like me. She was that girl who had a YouTube channel and would say "love yourself" when she was picture perfect in body and in spirit. I couldn't compete with her.
But now, I don't compete with her. I'm the real Angel Light Rose. The girl who was affected by mental illness, yet she no...
#myself
#SelfReflection
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