Long Poems About Self Reflection
#SelfReflection
Long poems about self reflection. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
marina2020
Rain Woman
Rain Woman
Poem Published
10th May 2022 4:27pm
10th May 2022 4:27pm
Reminiscing On The Past
Sometimes I come back to this island
And reminisce on the past
Walking through the forest I once called home
I used to take strolls here-much like this-
Amidst all the beautiful plants and tall trees
Hearing the sounds of creatures scurrying out of sight
I’m reminded of all I’ve left behind
A small part of me wonders
What would my life be like if I stayed on this island?
I walk on, deeper into the forest
And I take in my surroundings
A mix of light and dark greens
Vines strewn everywhere
A slight breeze...
And reminisce on the past
Walking through the forest I once called home
I used to take strolls here-much like this-
Amidst all the beautiful plants and tall trees
Hearing the sounds of creatures scurrying out of sight
I’m reminded of all I’ve left behind
A small part of me wonders
What would my life be like if I stayed on this island?
I walk on, deeper into the forest
And I take in my surroundings
A mix of light and dark greens
Vines strewn everywhere
A slight breeze...
#identity
#mythology
#SelfReflection
54 reads
1 Comment
Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
2nd May 2022 7:21pm
2nd May 2022 7:21pm
Androgyne
All my life, I've worn dresses,
Brushed my long, thick, flowing, tresses,
And my eyes were kept blind
To the world that was behind
Such a thin veil,
Now to nearby shores I sail!
I've tried different labels, cutting and pasting,
But the glue, it seemed to keep failing,
I didn't want to be anything but me,
Trying on categories and terms, to see what did fit me,
As I see people non-conforming,
As I see people changing,
As I see people rearranging,
As I see people becoming what they were always meant to be,
I wonder if I can be...
Brushed my long, thick, flowing, tresses,
And my eyes were kept blind
To the world that was behind
Such a thin veil,
Now to nearby shores I sail!
I've tried different labels, cutting and pasting,
But the glue, it seemed to keep failing,
I didn't want to be anything but me,
Trying on categories and terms, to see what did fit me,
As I see people non-conforming,
As I see people changing,
As I see people rearranging,
As I see people becoming what they were always meant to be,
I wonder if I can be...
#identity
#LGBT
#TruthOfLife
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
75 reads
3 Comments
cloventongue89
Poem Published
30th Apr 2022 5:43am
30th Apr 2022 5:43am
Sparing Our Darlings
Leave it to me to mess things up when it's going too well
Or is it just a perspective projected for the flaws on which you dwell
You've got filters of misguided perceptions to assume you need worry
And for all the clarity you claim to have it seems at times your vision is blurry
Since when was your peace of mind my cross to bear
When you sell me short and overlord and call it care
Underestimate me again if you dare
While you concern yourself with our every affair
Cut the cord and just let go
Just maybe you'll be surprised to...
Or is it just a perspective projected for the flaws on which you dwell
You've got filters of misguided perceptions to assume you need worry
And for all the clarity you claim to have it seems at times your vision is blurry
Since when was your peace of mind my cross to bear
When you sell me short and overlord and call it care
Underestimate me again if you dare
While you concern yourself with our every affair
Cut the cord and just let go
Just maybe you'll be surprised to...
#anxiety
#conflict
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#hurt
98 reads
0 Comments
cloventongue89
Poem Published
16th Apr 2022 5:14am
16th Apr 2022 5:14am
Self-Involved Psalms
I suffer your stones
And so speaks rejection
You are not alone
As I cut, so am I the reflection
We take fire to our chests
From the sparks that spew
From the lips of another's mouth
You are me and I am you
Getting hung up on the vicarious qualms
As I read into the angst of your self-involved psalms
Maybe it's just me and I've got it all wrong
As I sing my own, but you hear your song
I get pulled out by the undertow of a first person dialogue
Distractions lure me into the haze of this shape-shifting fog
...
And so speaks rejection
You are not alone
As I cut, so am I the reflection
We take fire to our chests
From the sparks that spew
From the lips of another's mouth
You are me and I am you
Getting hung up on the vicarious qualms
As I read into the angst of your self-involved psalms
Maybe it's just me and I've got it all wrong
As I sing my own, but you hear your song
I get pulled out by the undertow of a first person dialogue
Distractions lure me into the haze of this shape-shifting fog
...
#anger
#anxiety
#confessional
#frustration
#SelfReflection
103 reads
0 Comments
LibraSoul96
Poem Published
9th Apr 2022 11:26am
9th Apr 2022 11:26am
What is life
If my heart was taken out of my chest
Would you try to reconnect it back to its rightful veins
If I needed one last breath to breathe
Would you give up yours for me
If the world collapsed and broke in two
Would you try to risk your life to save me
If gravity ceased to exist
Would you do anything in your power to make me float
If my soul couldn't find an ounce of sunshine
Would you be the ray that shines on my dimmed light
I try not to keep my heart on my sleeve
Dealing with inconsiderate and toxic people are my biggest...
Would you try to reconnect it back to its rightful veins
If I needed one last breath to breathe
Would you give up yours for me
If the world collapsed and broke in two
Would you try to risk your life to save me
If gravity ceased to exist
Would you do anything in your power to make me float
If my soul couldn't find an ounce of sunshine
Would you be the ray that shines on my dimmed light
I try not to keep my heart on my sleeve
Dealing with inconsiderate and toxic people are my biggest...
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
116 reads
10 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
8th Apr 2022 1:43am
8th Apr 2022 1:43am
ETERNAL PRIMAL SPRING WITHIN AND BEYOND (7-14-2005, 10:30am, Galveston Island, Texas)
there are
exotic songs
ive heard
yet did not
know
the meaning of
indigenous chants
mystical sounding
ancestral lullabys
of baka
barundi
and pygmy tribes
but something
in the vocal
tones
bird like
primal notes
and fluid melodies
interwoven
into their rhythmic
drum beats
hypnotic
trance like
channellings heard
sets free
in me
new visions
come
reflectively
expressed...
exotic songs
ive heard
yet did not
know
the meaning of
indigenous chants
mystical sounding
ancestral lullabys
of baka
barundi
and pygmy tribes
but something
in the vocal
tones
bird like
primal notes
and fluid melodies
interwoven
into their rhythmic
drum beats
hypnotic
trance like
channellings heard
sets free
in me
new visions
come
reflectively
expressed...
#inspirational
#memories
#learning
#SelfReflection
#wisdom
59 reads
0 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
6th Apr 2022 1:06am
6th Apr 2022 1:06am
Healed... Seen Through My Eyes
I am finally returning to my place of employment from a beautiful self-battle journey on 04-06-22
For the day of 02-08-22, that unfaithful day will always be the day that has changed my life, my way of thinking, and to be grateful to myself for making a full recovery.
I’ve heard God places no more on a person than they can bear. One hundred and twenty-three pounds of weight on a healing fractured injury, I had to test that Heavenly oath.
I have learned I am my own fate. The only person who speaks for me when I seemed I could not go...
For the day of 02-08-22, that unfaithful day will always be the day that has changed my life, my way of thinking, and to be grateful to myself for making a full recovery.
I’ve heard God places no more on a person than they can bear. One hundred and twenty-three pounds of weight on a healing fractured injury, I had to test that Heavenly oath.
I have learned I am my own fate. The only person who speaks for me when I seemed I could not go...
#TimeHeals
#SelfReflection
175 reads
15 Comments
LibraSoul96
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2022 5:51pm
3rd Apr 2022 5:51pm
Spit Fire
Just woke up, I was sleeping, like a real beauty
On my Aladdin flow, daddy come ride my magic carpet
Money ain't a issue, I just got that notification
Here comes another deposit
Serving little mermaid, baby come and take a tour in my sea
Use your gills if you need to breath into me from down under
Please take a swim into my budding rose, like your name is Flounder
Diamonds sparkle so bright, like Cinderella's slipper
A true Belle of the ball knows how to tame a beast
Step out of line and he will make...
On my Aladdin flow, daddy come ride my magic carpet
Money ain't a issue, I just got that notification
Here comes another deposit
Serving little mermaid, baby come and take a tour in my sea
Use your gills if you need to breath into me from down under
Please take a swim into my budding rose, like your name is Flounder
Diamonds sparkle so bright, like Cinderella's slipper
A true Belle of the ball knows how to tame a beast
Step out of line and he will make...
#SelfReflection
#rap
136 reads
11 Comments
LibraSoul96
Poem Published
30th Mar 2022 11:04pm
30th Mar 2022 11:04pm
Ode to Breasts
Some call them breasts, jugs, knockers or titties
Um even without a bra they love to hang down pretty
My utters require mouth to mouth
So, like a pair of suction cups
Please feel free to come slurp them up
Just like you applying spit to a pulsating clit
I know that saliva of yours will stain my breasts through every lick
Some like to slap breasts or bite them with the utmost ferocity
But me I rather squeeze mines and massage them so soft and slowly
Sometimes I love to hug them when I'm cold
Of course with a wintry mix...
Um even without a bra they love to hang down pretty
My utters require mouth to mouth
So, like a pair of suction cups
Please feel free to come slurp them up
Just like you applying spit to a pulsating clit
I know that saliva of yours will stain my breasts through every lick
Some like to slap breasts or bite them with the utmost ferocity
But me I rather squeeze mines and massage them so soft and slowly
Sometimes I love to hug them when I'm cold
Of course with a wintry mix...
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
224 reads
17 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2022 2:36am
3rd Mar 2022 2:36am
Loving Me One Day At A Time
A reflection of the soul cannot repair broken dreams
My orb of compassion gives me my soaring wings
Does anyone tribulations tell of their trials, their stories of old
Entwined destiny and fate of yesterday not foretold
In the splendor of now must heads in doubt, uncertainties hang low
Vanity is beauty’s twin self-worth, its magistrate on how the heart will compose
The battle must and it has to be won
Giving praise for hushed voices who sink in salvation as days furlongs
Allowing meek testimonies to give comfort to blind...
My orb of compassion gives me my soaring wings
Does anyone tribulations tell of their trials, their stories of old
Entwined destiny and fate of yesterday not foretold
In the splendor of now must heads in doubt, uncertainties hang low
Vanity is beauty’s twin self-worth, its magistrate on how the heart will compose
The battle must and it has to be won
Giving praise for hushed voices who sink in salvation as days furlongs
Allowing meek testimonies to give comfort to blind...
#strength
#courage
#SelfReflection #determination
#SelfReflection #determination
200 reads
13 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
1st Mar 2022 4:25am
1st Mar 2022 4:25am
Celebrating The Last Day Of Black History Month
What this month of February has taught me from the beginning is our beautiful hues comes in so such magnificent greatness of higher attitudes.
There are the benevolent scientists whom he or she has achieved perfection before their patented inventions were adopted to use by any standard measured in time.
Several poets, such as Langston Hughes, or poetess, Maya Angelou, sang the rendition of their lyrical woes in such poetic whispers you could have comprehended the chorus by mind alone, pertinent elements formed from their thoughts, wrapping the crest of the...
There are the benevolent scientists whom he or she has achieved perfection before their patented inventions were adopted to use by any standard measured in time.
Several poets, such as Langston Hughes, or poetess, Maya Angelou, sang the rendition of their lyrical woes in such poetic whispers you could have comprehended the chorus by mind alone, pertinent elements formed from their thoughts, wrapping the crest of the...
#identity
#LifeAsAWriter
#SelfReflection
#culture
#SelfWorth
167 reads
6 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
20th Feb 2022 5:10pm
20th Feb 2022 5:10pm
Over The Rainbow And Beyond The Clouds Lord Can You Hear My Cries
In the hunt for hidden treasures, riches of golden pleasures
The map compass is sending me on a journey I started early this morning
Been all over the world, gathering mysteries
Rested my head in third world countries, adopting their histories
We take so many things for granted we have in our sole possession
Laborer of hands, cut off for conflict diamonds, mines patrolled and controlled by government given weapons
Children’s faces of silent tears, village raids hidden from fears
You ask me why I choose to say, I once nursed...
The map compass is sending me on a journey I started early this morning
Been all over the world, gathering mysteries
Rested my head in third world countries, adopting their histories
We take so many things for granted we have in our sole possession
Laborer of hands, cut off for conflict diamonds, mines patrolled and controlled by government given weapons
Children’s faces of silent tears, village raids hidden from fears
You ask me why I choose to say, I once nursed...
#identity
#spiritual
#humankind
#SelfReflection
#culture
154 reads
7 Comments
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