Poems About Self Reflection Seeking Honest Critique
#SelfReflection
Poems about self reflection seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 3:22pm
15th Feb 2025 3:22pm
THE LINES OF SPACE
Between the lines there is a space that is empty, follow by the next line of the chapter to be created. FOR the next line is slowly taking shape, to unfold the truth of deepness of the story. For with every line there are words ✍️ to be compose just from pen 🖊️ to paper. For it's true about love and life with thoughts of betrayal and deception, filled with the closeness of the darkness over shadowing. The page making it darker, as it prepares you to what comes next, down the line of dark mystery. THAT still you can't see through your own eyes...
#confessional
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 11:35am
15th Feb 2025 11:35am
Expose the truth
When there is danger in your path you are given, a chance to chose the path that you will have, to chose to journey and travel and walk. For it's true that you have to learn to realize, that this life was chosen for you to walk, since the first day of your own life. FOR the sole purpose of you learning what you must do for thyself. TO ensure that you have the ability, to manifest that which you want and need. As it is necessary to be able to understand, that it's you are in charge of your own destiny. FOR can't no one make that decision but you, if you want to change your life into your...
#dialogue
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 11:06am
15th Feb 2025 11:06am
Insane Visions
Create an illusion where nothing is something and everything is a parody
parody your own existence
existence through a mirror of deception
deception is a sneer through your tortured sanity
sanity is a vision
vision of insanity
parody your own existence
existence through a mirror of deception
deception is a sneer through your tortured sanity
sanity is a vision
vision of insanity
#myself
#philosophical
#SelfReflection
118 reads
14 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 4:42am
15th Feb 2025 4:42am
Pregunta
I ask the questions, odd and strange,
Ones that seem to rearrange,
The flow of thoughts, the rhythm's beat,
To see how minds might skip a beat.
Not for answers, but for pause,
For that moment where silence draws,
A thought that's caught, a mind's reply,
A question floating, drifting by.
I wonder if the truth will show,
Or if the answer will still grow,
But in the end, what’s understood,
Is honesty, as it should be.
NP
Ones that seem to rearrange,
The flow of thoughts, the rhythm's beat,
To see how minds might skip a beat.
Not for answers, but for pause,
For that moment where silence draws,
A thought that's caught, a mind's reply,
A question floating, drifting by.
I wonder if the truth will show,
Or if the answer will still grow,
But in the end, what’s understood,
Is honesty, as it should be.
NP
#LifeAsAWriter
#meditation
#SelfReflection
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
67 reads
1 Comment
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 8:19pm
14th Feb 2025 8:19pm
Let not your heart be heavy
Through life we will be tested by somethings, that we may not see it coming our way. BUT yet it doesn't mean that you keep an blind eye close, to really not see that is before you. For that will be your time to become aware that you have to learn, some lessons that you thought you didn't have to learn. How to navigate through the process of the nonsense, that will surely bring you down. For sure life wasn't meant to be easy, when you know that it's hard to find the right one for you. FOR sure life is a mind game of chance or even leaps of your own faith at times. Which makes your thoughts run...
#choices
#faith
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
79 reads
4 Comments
ObliviousRay
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 4:12am
14th Feb 2025 4:12am
Royal Blue
#funny
#seductive
#SelfReflection
41 reads
0 Comments
Fishmander
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 00:35am
14th Feb 2025 00:35am
For Violets
In war torn skies the trial begins
A witch-hunt for ages untold
Dressed in white but paved in our sins
Silence golden favors the bold
Blades of greed culling deepest red
Welcome home wings of the fallen
Swing the gavel- steadfast they tread
In sacred temples we're walled in
Fester this wound now a calling
After headstones edge marking doom
A glimmer of black strikes out, reaching
Reaching for sangreal, blood in bloom
For violets unbowed, songs in the valley
For violence, its victims of the truth.
A witch-hunt for ages untold
Dressed in white but paved in our sins
Silence golden favors the bold
Blades of greed culling deepest red
Welcome home wings of the fallen
Swing the gavel- steadfast they tread
In sacred temples we're walled in
Fester this wound now a calling
After headstones edge marking doom
A glimmer of black strikes out, reaching
Reaching for sangreal, blood in bloom
For violets unbowed, songs in the valley
For violence, its victims of the truth.
#dark
#inspirational
#MentalHealth #SelfReflection
#MentalHealth #SelfReflection
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NP_NP
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 3:43pm
13th Feb 2025 3:43pm
Reverie
I wanted you, but then I saw,
I only wanted the version of you
I built in awe.
The beguiling man with eyes so blue,
A daydream I didn’t want to undo.
How did you make my world so hazy,
Half-conscious, hypnotized, always lazy?
By your words, I was forever swept,
In reverie, where my heart wept.
But the world’s noise broke my trance,
I realized why I gave you no chance.
You left a trail of broken hearts,
A lesson learned in painful parts.
How I wish I could turn blind, ...
I only wanted the version of you
I built in awe.
The beguiling man with eyes so blue,
A daydream I didn’t want to undo.
How did you make my world so hazy,
Half-conscious, hypnotized, always lazy?
By your words, I was forever swept,
In reverie, where my heart wept.
But the world’s noise broke my trance,
I realized why I gave you no chance.
You left a trail of broken hearts,
A lesson learned in painful parts.
How I wish I could turn blind, ...
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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1 Comment
bignp
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 3:36am
13th Feb 2025 3:36am
uncreative rhapsody.
I sit.
In my desolate room.
No lights, no music.’
(system of a down - sugar)
I try, to write, to think.
Have an original thought.
‘Nothing is original.
Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration,
Fuels imagination.’
(Jim Jarmusch)
Maybe What I call original
is just the jumbled regurgitations of my machine.
‘Here comes the rain again,
falling from the stars,
drenched in the pain again.’
(green day – wake me up when September ends)
maybe I'm just not wired for it.
Not a...
In my desolate room.
No lights, no music.’
(system of a down - sugar)
I try, to write, to think.
Have an original thought.
‘Nothing is original.
Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration,
Fuels imagination.’
(Jim Jarmusch)
Maybe What I call original
is just the jumbled regurgitations of my machine.
‘Here comes the rain again,
falling from the stars,
drenched in the pain again.’
(green day – wake me up when September ends)
maybe I'm just not wired for it.
Not a...
#FeelingLost
#meditation
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
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NP_NP
Poem Published
12th Feb 2025 5:01pm
12th Feb 2025 5:01pm
Call
Oh, you think you’re in control,
playing mind games with me?
But I’m the queen of scrambling
Brains, the one who holds the key.
The main character while
Your just background noise.
A royal flush in my hand,
no need for your bluff,
I’m taking the lead—
no apologies,
no playing tough.
This ain't solitaire,
I don't fold, I rise,
In my savage era,
I won't compromise.
You’re just a pair, and
I’m stacked to the sky,
Give me your chips,
now say goodbye ...
playing mind games with me?
But I’m the queen of scrambling
Brains, the one who holds the key.
The main character while
Your just background noise.
A royal flush in my hand,
no need for your bluff,
I’m taking the lead—
no apologies,
no playing tough.
This ain't solitaire,
I don't fold, I rise,
In my savage era,
I won't compromise.
You’re just a pair, and
I’m stacked to the sky,
Give me your chips,
now say goodbye ...
#confessional
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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Ambjr
Poem Published
11th Feb 2025 9:37pm
11th Feb 2025 9:37pm
assemblin broken things
I like when other monsters
nod their heads
to the rhythm of my story
when they hear the thunder
in my throat
and recognize my storm
I’ve numbered faces in the mirror
countin backwards
til I found the one
who knew what it was to smile
without first checkin himself for wounds
somewhere along the way
I learned to speak in a language
made of scar tissue
to write pain into poetry
to find a harmony between hurt
and healin
I learned to walk again
with wings
and chains
learned the steps to...
nod their heads
to the rhythm of my story
when they hear the thunder
in my throat
and recognize my storm
I’ve numbered faces in the mirror
countin backwards
til I found the one
who knew what it was to smile
without first checkin himself for wounds
somewhere along the way
I learned to speak in a language
made of scar tissue
to write pain into poetry
to find a harmony between hurt
and healin
I learned to walk again
with wings
and chains
learned the steps to...
#depression
#healing
#SelfReflection
117 reads
6 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
11th Feb 2025 7:58pm
11th Feb 2025 7:58pm
beyond the doors
I am solid ground
with hands that remember their purpose
thoughts flowin calmly
instead of racin thru burnin rooms
I am midnight’s child
bare chested in the winter wind
scratchin at walls
that didn’t hold me in yesterday
storms burnin my throat
I am a parkin lot prophet
breathin chaos into life
hands conductin symphonies
only I can hear
I am empty rooms
with dust filled corners
where bottles once stood
markin time in liquid measures
I am all of these men
and I am none of them
never knowin if todays...
with hands that remember their purpose
thoughts flowin calmly
instead of racin thru burnin rooms
I am midnight’s child
bare chested in the winter wind
scratchin at walls
that didn’t hold me in yesterday
storms burnin my throat
I am a parkin lot prophet
breathin chaos into life
hands conductin symphonies
only I can hear
I am empty rooms
with dust filled corners
where bottles once stood
markin time in liquid measures
I am all of these men
and I am none of them
never knowin if todays...
#SelfReflection
95 reads
4 Comments
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