Poems About Self Reflection Seeking Honest Critique
#SelfReflection
Poems about self reflection seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Cigarette Redux
Your cigarette
Smelled like the late 1970's
Camel unfiltered
At the bar at the beachfront
A certain kind of haze
My eyes fell on you
Talking Heads on the jukebox
Life During Wartime played
Sweat, glaze, punk freedom
Defiance and glory
Our late youth unfolding
Into something nevermore
Smelled like the late 1970's
Camel unfiltered
At the bar at the beachfront
A certain kind of haze
My eyes fell on you
Talking Heads on the jukebox
Life During Wartime played
Sweat, glaze, punk freedom
Defiance and glory
Our late youth unfolding
Into something nevermore
#memories
#music
#PopCulture
#SelfReflection
#WritingPoetry
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I adore you, more than I implore
I adore something
I no longer have the privilege to explore
I lived off what was implored for so long
I forgot what I was doing it for
Let it be, ignore what I see
Act like it was never meant to be
Especially when it’s not good for me
But there’s so much in between
I want to change
I want to be this something
But I am nothing and everything
And that’s all I’ll ever be
I wish you never witnessed me
I no longer have the privilege to explore
I lived off what was implored for so long
I forgot what I was doing it for
Let it be, ignore what I see
Act like it was never meant to be
Especially when it’s not good for me
But there’s so much in between
I want to change
I want to be this something
But I am nothing and everything
And that’s all I’ll ever be
I wish you never witnessed me
#breakup
#confessional
#insomnia
#love
#SelfReflection
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The Mundane
I vanished
before the day began
fell into blackness
knowing not who I am
Drifted off
somewhere in the night
without any urge
nor desire for flight
Emotional void
dull, undefined
thoughts malformed
nothing aligned
Discovering lost
amid the mundane
a deep discomfort
feels like pain
Lacking resolve
and spiritual wealth
blindly searching
for original self
before the day began
fell into blackness
knowing not who I am
Drifted off
somewhere in the night
without any urge
nor desire for flight
Emotional void
dull, undefined
thoughts malformed
nothing aligned
Discovering lost
amid the mundane
a deep discomfort
feels like pain
Lacking resolve
and spiritual wealth
blindly searching
for original self
#identity
#SelfReflection
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Void
I am void of passion
And starved of daydreams.
I am trapped by the mundane
And the sober.
I miss the willingness to burn
For what I loved
Even if it was terribly wrong
The only feeling I feel
So starkly
That there is nothing else
Is anger
My ever constant companion
Soldering under layers
Of facade so thick
I do not even remember
Why I am this way
And starved of daydreams.
I am trapped by the mundane
And the sober.
I miss the willingness to burn
For what I loved
Even if it was terribly wrong
The only feeling I feel
So starkly
That there is nothing else
Is anger
My ever constant companion
Soldering under layers
Of facade so thick
I do not even remember
Why I am this way
#anger
#sadness
#SelfReflection
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AS I am me a writer
Here I am, as I am me as a writer of unspoken words ✍️ For let's take a few seconds to analyze, what I'm saying about a situation that affects, us all as writers of words ✍️ That being said is why do we judge someone else, by the entity that they use to showcase who they are in real life 🤨 But yet that is far from the truth, of who they really are in real life 🤨 For sometimes we hide behind a mask as a disguise, as we use an entity not to hide, behind a mask as a disguise. 😔 BUT to learn lessons on this subject of life. For sure as writers we...
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Go Ahead, TRY IT!
Go ahead
Nothing can kill me
No one can kill me
You can put a fucking bullet through my head and end my life
But NO ONE or NOTHING can kill me except ME!
REMEMBER THAT FOR THE NEXT TIME!
Nothing can kill me
No one can kill me
You can put a fucking bullet through my head and end my life
But NO ONE or NOTHING can kill me except ME!
REMEMBER THAT FOR THE NEXT TIME!
#identity
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
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In Between Selves
The mirror image flickers again
Like a buffering screen shorting out.
I watch ghosts of me fade away
As if I am caught in the veil
Waiting for resurrection at last.
Like a buffering screen shorting out.
I watch ghosts of me fade away
As if I am caught in the veil
Waiting for resurrection at last.
#identity
#memories
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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Evolution
I’ve been isolating, trying to figure out me, Is it wrong to enjoy the company of myself, you see? I’ve faltered in living up to others’ definition of success, But in my clarity, I’ve won in my own progress.
Isolating my mind from the outside noise, It’s eerie, the silence, when you give up the TV’s voice. No more programming, no more lies, I’m not here to wake you from your sleep, just to realize.
Researching universal thought and healing frequencies, They say conquer your mind, but fail to mention the pleas. The difficulty of vanquishing negative perception, In a world...
Isolating my mind from the outside noise, It’s eerie, the silence, when you give up the TV’s voice. No more programming, no more lies, I’m not here to wake you from your sleep, just to realize.
Researching universal thought and healing frequencies, They say conquer your mind, but fail to mention the pleas. The difficulty of vanquishing negative perception, In a world...
#learning
#PersonalGrowth
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
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Metamorph
In an ocean stretched across time
The mouth of the void stirs, hungers
I will not waver, fail the climb
I walk the path where strength lingers
Misfortune attacks my steel breast
I ache for the sting of sorrow
Yet I go on in this soul-theft
Reach for rule beyond tomorrow
Terror is a shroud worn out, tired
I yearn for illustrious touch
The kiss of knowledge warm, sired
Waves to aid me along this crutch
This oath bites, burns and leaves it's mark
Leaving me bare, wanting for life as such.
The mouth of the void stirs, hungers
I will not waver, fail the climb
I walk the path where strength lingers
Misfortune attacks my steel breast
I ache for the sting of sorrow
Yet I go on in this soul-theft
Reach for rule beyond tomorrow
Terror is a shroud worn out, tired
I yearn for illustrious touch
The kiss of knowledge warm, sired
Waves to aid me along this crutch
This oath bites, burns and leaves it's mark
Leaving me bare, wanting for life as such.
#dark
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection #spiritual
#SelfReflection #spiritual
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Trespass
I am a limb torn burden
He who lapped the lips of fragility
On lilac hills uncertain
From streams embrace, blended eternity
Anoint me a new organ
Another quick dive into the riverbank
Substitute the foul warden
Ancient he drowns; reemerges true, blank
He slithers, struggles for warmth
Whispers words, a voice deadly in the night
Swarming the light like a moth
Unholy he aims to cure sinful blight
Carries a sigil across his chest
In hopes armor he seeks his final rest.
He who lapped the lips of fragility
On lilac hills uncertain
From streams embrace, blended eternity
Anoint me a new organ
Another quick dive into the riverbank
Substitute the foul warden
Ancient he drowns; reemerges true, blank
He slithers, struggles for warmth
Whispers words, a voice deadly in the night
Swarming the light like a moth
Unholy he aims to cure sinful blight
Carries a sigil across his chest
In hopes armor he seeks his final rest.
#dark
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection #spiritual
#SelfReflection #spiritual
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All Grown Up
The calendar says I am older
The bills say I'm on my own
The children call me "ma'am"
And the old women say "my, how you've grown!"
I feel myself walking in no one's footsteps,
Yet the shoes are still too big to fill.
I've fought, and I've fought, and I've fought,
And now my bravado has brought me to a standstill.
Going through the motions
Has left me in a world of daydreams
Lala land is nice this time of year
Away from the agony of what this life means.
I've watched my childhood ambitions...
The bills say I'm on my own
The children call me "ma'am"
And the old women say "my, how you've grown!"
I feel myself walking in no one's footsteps,
Yet the shoes are still too big to fill.
I've fought, and I've fought, and I've fought,
And now my bravado has brought me to a standstill.
Going through the motions
Has left me in a world of daydreams
Lala land is nice this time of year
Away from the agony of what this life means.
I've watched my childhood ambitions...
#childhood
#depression
#emptiness
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
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i can only be me
i̷̝͆̓̋̑͑͗̒́́͘͘͠ͅ...
#friendship
#grief
#healing #SelfReflection
#healing #SelfReflection
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DU Poetry : Poems About Self Reflection Seeking Honest Critique