Self Reflection Poems
#SelfReflection
Poems about self reflection, where we contemplate our own personality and behaviour. Self aware poems engaging in introspection and meditation.
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:18pm
Yesterday 11:18pm
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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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:37pm
Yesterday 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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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 7:48pm
31st Jan 2025 7:48pm
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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veganpoet
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 7:09pm
31st Jan 2025 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
35 reads
2 Comments
scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 6:12am
31st Jan 2025 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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4 Comments
KittyFromHell
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 4:43am
30th Jan 2025 4:43am
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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NP_NP
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 5:09pm
29th Jan 2025 5:09pm
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
46 reads
2 Comments
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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