Poems About Self Reflection Seeking Honest Critique
#SelfReflection
Poems about self reflection seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
frankiefearless
frankieeeee
frankieeeee
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 2:54pm
7th Mar 2025 2:54pm
the big day
tomorrow is weird for me; I've always wanted to be celebrated, like hello, its me and MY day. but between spring break and unintentional friends, it was usually only an important day if I made it important. so two years ago, I decided to properly celebrate myself. on my day, I'd only do stuff for me.
that first year I spent three weeks completing a childhood goal of mine, gallivanting around Europe like I saw in the movies growing up.
and last year, I spent three days, the day before and after, bouncing around towns only doing things that made me happy.
...
that first year I spent three weeks completing a childhood goal of mine, gallivanting around Europe like I saw in the movies growing up.
and last year, I spent three days, the day before and after, bouncing around towns only doing things that made me happy.
...
#emotions
#myself
#SelfReflection
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AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 10:42am
7th Mar 2025 10:42am
Failure
I'm not a failure
If I don't have success.
I fail to learn.
I fail to impress.
You thought my failure,
Was just my last breath.
You're no fortune teller.
History is what you forget.
The memories is what I bless.
I wish I could replay them,
And reminisce.
It's my secret Santa.
It's Satan on a stick.
All this constant failure,
Put me on the naughty list.
But I'm a pioneer.
I map out every ditch.
Sacagawea on the ocean floor,
Trying to get to Atlantis.
I'm not a...
If I don't have success.
I fail to learn.
I fail to impress.
You thought my failure,
Was just my last breath.
You're no fortune teller.
History is what you forget.
The memories is what I bless.
I wish I could replay them,
And reminisce.
It's my secret Santa.
It's Satan on a stick.
All this constant failure,
Put me on the naughty list.
But I'm a pioneer.
I map out every ditch.
Sacagawea on the ocean floor,
Trying to get to Atlantis.
I'm not a...
#inspirational
#SelfReflection
60 reads
5 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
4th Mar 2025 12:58pm
4th Mar 2025 12:58pm
The beauty of it all
They say that no one is sent to you by chance or accident, for in high sight they are there to help you navigate through, the process of understanding what is life truly all about when we can connect, on a subconscious level of energy and perseverance. For sure life is about learning new things whether good or bad, yet life will teach us as it will test our strength and faith and beliefs. For sure that is life in it's finest moments of maturity and strength, and giving us the strength to continue to stand and fight, never truly giving up. For sure life is our greatest teacher about ourselves...
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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1 Comment
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2025 2:28am
3rd Mar 2025 2:28am
To much time wasted
During these days and times we are wasting to much time on nonsense, that doesn't do anything for you but makes you feel, more of the confusion that puts yourself and your own life in danger. For sure let's ask ourselves what time has you wasted in some relationships, that only didn't have the ability to manifest that which what you want and need, to sustain life and love. For sure we are entitled to have a true opportunity and choice, to be happy with someone knowing that they got your back, and you got there back as well. For seriously why is it so hard to find that someone, who wants the...
#confessional
#FeelingLost
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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Thesilverymoon
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 9:17am
2nd Mar 2025 9:17am
Dys Funk
When you are neuro-diversely dysegulated as fuck
Sometimes
that means
(furiously.. )
scribbling down notes on google keep
in a mid island north bound intra-atmospheric
channeling of emotions
into a poem
after clocking a live wake
then watching the projected death
of your friend and fellow player
reach its conclusion
six days later
Then another two more
and who could predict
overcoming fear paralysis
but not before fucking up
a performance puppet or audience
or...
Sometimes
that means
(furiously.. )
scribbling down notes on google keep
in a mid island north bound intra-atmospheric
channeling of emotions
into a poem
after clocking a live wake
then watching the projected death
of your friend and fellow player
reach its conclusion
six days later
Then another two more
and who could predict
overcoming fear paralysis
but not before fucking up
a performance puppet or audience
or...
#anger
#confessional
#SelfReflection
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SweetBobbyBlu
Easin On In
Easin On In
Poem Published
26th Feb 2025 6:05pm
26th Feb 2025 6:05pm
Pulse of a Dream
When I’m under the eye of my plastic name,
my road is attached to the end of a chain,
and the mountains are lost
in the smog and the rain I remember . . .
When riding my bike was the smoke in my dope,
climbing in trees, the high in my hope,
playing in creeks, how I would cope,
with those who were crazy,
they were my folks I remember . . .
When I was young at the foot of my bed,
praying for hope in a world full of dread,
asking for help to feed those who need fed,
then waking to sell my old bike that was red
I...
my road is attached to the end of a chain,
and the mountains are lost
in the smog and the rain I remember . . .
When riding my bike was the smoke in my dope,
climbing in trees, the high in my hope,
playing in creeks, how I would cope,
with those who were crazy,
they were my folks I remember . . .
When I was young at the foot of my bed,
praying for hope in a world full of dread,
asking for help to feed those who need fed,
then waking to sell my old bike that was red
I...
#dreams
#FreeVerse
#kindness
#religion
#SelfReflection
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2025 10:03pm
23rd Feb 2025 10:03pm
Do you know seriously
Do you know where you came from and do you know, where you are going in the deepness of your own mind. AS your thoughts travel and begins to take you, to a place of calmness and tranquility. For sure do you believe in your faith and your dreams, that can hold many of your possibilities, that will even surprise you. HAVING you in a trance that will take you back in time. For sure do know your own history, and where you know where you came from since the very beginning of your own life and time. For even as I remember the lessons that I had to learned over the years of my life, I've learned...
#LifeAsAWriter
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
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2 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2025 5:44pm
23rd Feb 2025 5:44pm
I'm in love
I'm in love with something my soul can not reflect
Seen by those that play admonishment
Drinking those that fall like some cheap refreshment
I'm in love with more than this physical concept
Those that grasp come off as inept
The physical is all they deem to protect
I'm in love with flying high
Fear not baby don't cry
Some folks like to point and say that's the bad guy
I'm in love with all the flaws
Fallen yet unbroken picked up off the floor ...
Seen by those that play admonishment
Drinking those that fall like some cheap refreshment
I'm in love with more than this physical concept
Those that grasp come off as inept
The physical is all they deem to protect
I'm in love with flying high
Fear not baby don't cry
Some folks like to point and say that's the bad guy
I'm in love with all the flaws
Fallen yet unbroken picked up off the floor ...
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#spiritual
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EvanescentSirius21
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 3:43pm
19th Feb 2025 3:43pm
What is a Thought Cabinet?
It is where the mind bottles the sludge of its reckonings.
Where drunken aspiration meets the austerity of fruitless striving.
Where ambition is tempered in the fires of failure, and resentment bubbles like carbonated rosemary beads.
It is the disarray that trauma wrecked, prized as ornaments or displayed in agonised crucifixion.
It is the hole that some ragged thing has crawled to.
It is a strange idea that cornerlessly yields to logic.
Where drunken aspiration meets the austerity of fruitless striving.
Where ambition is tempered in the fires of failure, and resentment bubbles like carbonated rosemary beads.
It is the disarray that trauma wrecked, prized as ornaments or displayed in agonised crucifixion.
It is the hole that some ragged thing has crawled to.
It is a strange idea that cornerlessly yields to logic.
#SelfReflection
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 4:25am
18th Feb 2025 4:25am
When we are in pain
We all will go through somethings that will affect the very foundation of our lives, yet it's at that point in our lives that we have to learn to walk away. FROM the deepness of the pain that we feel inside of us. For it's true that we can't let the truth of the pain, steal the best part of us, due to what someone has cost to us. By taking away from the situation at hand. For sure what doesn't kill you only makes you, that much stronger than you think that you are even, in the moods of the storms. For sure sometimes we have to reschedule our chains of thoughts, to be able to see that it's not...
#confessional
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
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2 Comments
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
17th Feb 2025 8:47pm
17th Feb 2025 8:47pm
Tarot Cards
Each Monday I draw tarot cards
to review my current condition
To give me a direction
in this silly world we live in
By Sunday I'm sad again-
What little steps I've took-
The third card says to rest
but I burn calories through guilt
I want to be a haven
I want to revolute
I want to dive right back into
the situations that removed
me from myself
The tarot cards tell me to rest
and heal
and to prepare
because what good are my dreams
if I don't believe that I can manifest
to review my current condition
To give me a direction
in this silly world we live in
By Sunday I'm sad again-
What little steps I've took-
The third card says to rest
but I burn calories through guilt
I want to be a haven
I want to revolute
I want to dive right back into
the situations that removed
me from myself
The tarot cards tell me to rest
and heal
and to prepare
because what good are my dreams
if I don't believe that I can manifest
#SelfReflection
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
17th Feb 2025 2:01pm
17th Feb 2025 2:01pm
Secret Family Tree
From what I can remember when we all gathered together, at Big Mama's house where the elders of the women's, would prepare a Home Town cook out for gathering, for the family. IT was a time that I will never forget. As it was a gathering of the elders and uncles and aunts and sisters and brothers, with their off springs children running around playing children games. While the olders people would play cards or shuffle board games, as the elders would look out and see the families all together in one place. Yet they could be found sitting up under a old oak tree, in the shade of the afternoon...
#childhood
#confusion
#memories
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
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