Self Reflection Poems
#SelfReflection
Poems about self reflection, where we contemplate our own personality and behaviour. Self aware poems engaging in introspection and meditation.
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conversation with self
what is life? most likely a pitch black cool darkness-you're feeling your way around-just to potentially fall down into a big hole with great depth-you might be there for a while-or for the rest of your life-or you may be pulled back up into the darkness to feel around some more- you may find a little flash of light the size of a bottled firefly and a little space to lay in....and you need to ultimately find peace in that before you die....
#LifeStruggles
#philosophical
#myself
#LifeCycle
#SelfReflection
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Ego Obsolete
i am not my past.
change is terrifying
to untamed minds.
i am not my trauma.
ego promotes procrastination
stops me from starting new projects.
i am not this fear.
ego protects me from failure
while hindering possibilities of success
i am not this thought.
ego is darkness,
outdated fight-or-flight mechanism.
ego is expert
at constructing resistances
ego accumulates rationalizations:
why i am unloved, unaccepted, unhappy.
i am not this guilt.
...
change is terrifying
to untamed minds.
i am not my trauma.
ego promotes procrastination
stops me from starting new projects.
i am not this fear.
ego protects me from failure
while hindering possibilities of success
i am not this thought.
ego is darkness,
outdated fight-or-flight mechanism.
ego is expert
at constructing resistances
ego accumulates rationalizations:
why i am unloved, unaccepted, unhappy.
i am not this guilt.
...
#identity
#SelfReflection
#meditation
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Butterflies don’t get trapped in spider webs, so I must be something different…
this web of my own choosing
I even helped to build
its supporting structure
has upheld me
and those I love
through countless trials
invisible, sticky strings
of friendship
holding tight
preventing flight
I don’t want to tear the fabric
for those who still belong
but they’re too heavy to take with me
I am afraid to fly
alone.
I don’t know where I’m going
and I am afraid to stay
grounded
lest my wings (soul) dry up
drop off
the path...
I even helped to build
its supporting structure
has upheld me
and those I love
through countless trials
invisible, sticky strings
of friendship
holding tight
preventing flight
I don’t want to tear the fabric
for those who still belong
but they’re too heavy to take with me
I am afraid to fly
alone.
I don’t know where I’m going
and I am afraid to stay
grounded
lest my wings (soul) dry up
drop off
the path...
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
#escape
#risk
#NaPoWriMo2024
63 reads
4 Comments
Spirit in Humankind
Literal context
Physical disposition
Minds sensational
Physical disposition
Minds sensational
#nature
#spiritual
#humankind
#SelfReflection
#metaphor
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Becoming Homeless
love died that night
working late
16 walking home at two
seriously didn't have a clue
that no one gave a fuck
slept in some bushes
freezing
curled up
just a cat nap
then kept moving
got home after four
mom had gone out you see
fucking a beau
"I didn't realize you had no way home"
a fucking lie to hide the guilt
I was on my own
the night love cried
after that it didn't much matter
where I lived or died
working late
16 walking home at two
seriously didn't have a clue
that no one gave a fuck
slept in some bushes
freezing
curled up
just a cat nap
then kept moving
got home after four
mom had gone out you see
fucking a beau
"I didn't realize you had no way home"
a fucking lie to hide the guilt
I was on my own
the night love cried
after that it didn't much matter
where I lived or died
#identity
#SelfReflection
#emptiness
#apathy
#SelfWorth
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5 Comments
Crystal Web
over the years, I grew
dark & more demented
slowly transforming into
cold & calculated
I've been spinning a web
intricate and connecting
I've caught many items
that were meaningless, empty
then one day a spider
came trotting along
and he asked me if he
could weave me a song
so I bundled up my satin
into a cacoon
crystal web of safety
of solitude
a space free of clutter
no burdens, no mystery
it is here I sit now
with the truth, with clarity
dark & more demented
slowly transforming into
cold & calculated
I've been spinning a web
intricate and connecting
I've caught many items
that were meaningless, empty
then one day a spider
came trotting along
and he asked me if he
could weave me a song
so I bundled up my satin
into a cacoon
crystal web of safety
of solitude
a space free of clutter
no burdens, no mystery
it is here I sit now
with the truth, with clarity
#spiritual
#memories
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
#NaPoWriMo2024
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Rammed Fist
spirraling
downwards
abyss awaiting
old dark friend
whisper poison
rejoin the conversation
paranoia never far away
persecution stabs deeper
insignificant ant scurry along
we are killers incorporated
ants our specialty
causing mayhem
in your once peaceful mind
feel wires burning
circuit board melting
thought process tangled mess
up all night overthinking
each scenario builds darker walls
imprisoning light
fist rammed down throat
muffling coming screams ...
downwards
abyss awaiting
old dark friend
whisper poison
rejoin the conversation
paranoia never far away
persecution stabs deeper
insignificant ant scurry along
we are killers incorporated
ants our specialty
causing mayhem
in your once peaceful mind
feel wires burning
circuit board melting
thought process tangled mess
up all night overthinking
each scenario builds darker walls
imprisoning light
fist rammed down throat
muffling coming screams ...
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
#Autism #NaPoWriMo2024
#Autism #NaPoWriMo2024
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REFLECTION (mid 1990's, Galveston Island, Texas)
look broadly at the big mirror
see the big picture reflected there
do you see and feel only darkness and fear
or do you feel and see love
joy hope beauty and wonder
looking back out at you instead
quick
look around
and behind the big mirror again
do you still see love
at some point the big mirror will break
shattering into a thousand other
individually reflective pieces
where you will still see and be left
with only yourself and the big picture
in your mind and quickened senses
and hopefully love
joy hope...
see the big picture reflected there
do you see and feel only darkness and fear
or do you feel and see love
joy hope beauty and wonder
looking back out at you instead
quick
look around
and behind the big mirror again
do you still see love
at some point the big mirror will break
shattering into a thousand other
individually reflective pieces
where you will still see and be left
with only yourself and the big picture
in your mind and quickened senses
and hopefully love
joy hope...
#spiritual
#mirror
#TruthOfLife
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
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Take Care of Yourself First
The days feel like they are shorter
and we seem to be even busier
Constantly running from place to place
Moving from one task to another
without having time to pause
And before we know it
another day goes away
This ceaseless cycle can easily lead into a burnout
Spinning out of control and into a precipice
And once at the bottom
Only then do we reflect
Asking “how did I get here?”
We should look inward now
And start taking care of ourselves first
Body and mind
And this will...
and we seem to be even busier
Constantly running from place to place
Moving from one task to another
without having time to pause
And before we know it
another day goes away
This ceaseless cycle can easily lead into a burnout
Spinning out of control and into a precipice
And once at the bottom
Only then do we reflect
Asking “how did I get here?”
We should look inward now
And start taking care of ourselves first
Body and mind
And this will...
#identity
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth #NaPoWriMo2024
#SelfWorth #NaPoWriMo2024
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My Peace
I just have to say
After all these years and everything that’s happened, talking is never that much fun
I mean we keep it as polite as we can be for the sake of our son, but that’s about it …civil
I mean I could keep apologizing for anything and everything I ever said and did
But what’s the use ? / I’m sorry
I found happiness ! / Elsewere
And after everything we went through
Those memories cannot be erased
But us pointing fingers?
Or blaming one another?
Will not...
After all these years and everything that’s happened, talking is never that much fun
I mean we keep it as polite as we can be for the sake of our son, but that’s about it …civil
I mean I could keep apologizing for anything and everything I ever said and did
But what’s the use ? / I’m sorry
I found happiness ! / Elsewere
And after everything we went through
Those memories cannot be erased
But us pointing fingers?
Or blaming one another?
Will not...
#SelfReflection
#MovingOn
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4 Comments
"mr hermit"
staying within the shell always feels like the best possible outcome/answer.... I don't think I want to be reacquainted with "old friends" or "make new friends"(imagine why a "loner" so to speak would feel this way(complexities);
and I just wished I were actually isolated on a remote island with conviency; does that make me selfish? but I know that when push comes to shove I'm most definitely not selfish given the situation...
I just want "everlasting peace"-here on "earth"....
...
and I just wished I were actually isolated on a remote island with conviency; does that make me selfish? but I know that when push comes to shove I'm most definitely not selfish given the situation...
I just want "everlasting peace"-here on "earth"....
...
#SelfReflection
#MentalHealth
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#healing
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My Heart Is A Bonfire
I voyage onward
Somewhere between the wreckage and the destination
Trying to decipher it all in the analytics of a fractured observation
Overshadowed by the light of days coinciding
The thunder of these moments, memories fighting
Trying to find my spotlight in the sun
Get me over my self
When the heart beat is heavy for ego driven reflections
In these broken record serenades of acceptance cravings for the damages of rejections
My thoughts betray me to heartache
Overdosing on overrated highs
There’s blood on my hands...
Somewhere between the wreckage and the destination
Trying to decipher it all in the analytics of a fractured observation
Overshadowed by the light of days coinciding
The thunder of these moments, memories fighting
Trying to find my spotlight in the sun
Get me over my self
When the heart beat is heavy for ego driven reflections
In these broken record serenades of acceptance cravings for the damages of rejections
My thoughts betray me to heartache
Overdosing on overrated highs
There’s blood on my hands...
#identity
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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