Self Reflection Poems
#SelfReflection
Poems about self reflection, where we contemplate our own personality and behaviour. Self aware poems engaging in introspection and meditation.
tasia_arlene
Tasia Arlene
Tasia Arlene
Poem Published
8th Feb 2025 3:44am
8th Feb 2025 3:44am
*Vulnerable*
I struggle to write love poems
It’s easier to rip out my heart and show you how it bleeds
Gripped and dripping down impulsively tattooed arms and dampened sleeves
Staining the shirts of those who are never coming back
But wearing occasionally just to breathe their scent
One last time..
Before washing them in grey and faded memories
It feels dull
And emptiness starts to fill the skull
Biting down on chapped lips in a room of unfamiliar faces
Hoping one of them emanates a purple hue ...
It’s easier to rip out my heart and show you how it bleeds
Gripped and dripping down impulsively tattooed arms and dampened sleeves
Staining the shirts of those who are never coming back
But wearing occasionally just to breathe their scent
One last time..
Before washing them in grey and faded memories
It feels dull
And emptiness starts to fill the skull
Biting down on chapped lips in a room of unfamiliar faces
Hoping one of them emanates a purple hue ...
#heartbroken
#love
#memories
#SelfReflection
#vulnerability
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
8th Feb 2025 1:00am
8th Feb 2025 1:00am
Final Thoughts
Have you ever had a moment in your own life, when you reach that point in your life where you find thyself. FEELING trapped in a place, that has been proven time after time, to not be for you. Have you ever been in a relationship, that seems in the very beginning, pretended to be apart of you for me and I for you in life. YET that was far from the truth yet beneath the surface, you find out that is from the truth. Have you ever been in a situation, that made you feel uncomfortable that, you were so afraid to even move far away. THAT the drama and chaos and confusion, made it worser and...
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
97 reads
4 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 3:42pm
7th Feb 2025 3:42pm
No Prescribed Solution
I used to be one of those girls who would fall for those sales pitches online. Help for all kinds of things. For getting the guy, for popularity, for motivation, for making money. Anything.
Those videos that would offer a solution, but then, you're met with a payment page. I'll never understand the kind of people who ask for so much money for a program that gives a prescribed solution that may not work for everyone. I've fallen for it before, but thankfully, I never paid that much at all for them. Once for a how-to on getting popular. I never followed the advice entirely because it...
Those videos that would offer a solution, but then, you're met with a payment page. I'll never understand the kind of people who ask for so much money for a program that gives a prescribed solution that may not work for everyone. I've fallen for it before, but thankfully, I never paid that much at all for them. Once for a how-to on getting popular. I never followed the advice entirely because it...
#SelfReflection
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 5:58pm
6th Feb 2025 5:58pm
Oh, My Goodness, What A Night
This day, oh my goodness, what a night, my birthday started out with me on perfect vacation, the bliss started out in bed, and let’s say from there, ever other liaison, my stilettos stepped into the entire day, became gold.
My Grann sent me a monthly stipend, however this month, I can retire, well, at least for three days. Then blogging from my recreational room, then after that, everything become a sweeten blur in Atlantic City.
My three besties surprised me with bottles of liquidation pleasure, oh, my Goddaughter, Cash Apped me fifty dollars and the Teddy Bear, the...
My Grann sent me a monthly stipend, however this month, I can retire, well, at least for three days. Then blogging from my recreational room, then after that, everything become a sweeten blur in Atlantic City.
My three besties surprised me with bottles of liquidation pleasure, oh, my Goddaughter, Cash Apped me fifty dollars and the Teddy Bear, the...
#SelfReflection
177 reads
1 Comment
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 4:28pm
6th Feb 2025 4:28pm
Cigarette Redux
Your cigarette
Smelled like the late 1970's
Camel unfiltered
At the bar at the beachfront
A certain kind of haze
My eyes fell on you
Talking Heads on the jukebox
Life During Wartime played
Sweat, glaze, punk freedom
Defiance and glory
Our late youth unfolding
Into something nevermore
Smelled like the late 1970's
Camel unfiltered
At the bar at the beachfront
A certain kind of haze
My eyes fell on you
Talking Heads on the jukebox
Life During Wartime played
Sweat, glaze, punk freedom
Defiance and glory
Our late youth unfolding
Into something nevermore
#memories
#music
#PopCulture
#SelfReflection
#WritingPoetry
156 reads
19 Comments
Loki_Undercover
Wannabe-Poet
Wannabe-Poet
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 3:10am
6th Feb 2025 3:10am
I adore you, more than I implore
I adore something
I no longer have the privilege to explore
I lived off what was implored for so long
I forgot what I was doing it for
Let it be, ignore what I see
Act like it was never meant to be
Especially when it’s not good for me
But there’s so much in between
I want to change
I want to be this something
But I am nothing and everything
And that’s all I’ll ever be
I wish you never witnessed me
I no longer have the privilege to explore
I lived off what was implored for so long
I forgot what I was doing it for
Let it be, ignore what I see
Act like it was never meant to be
Especially when it’s not good for me
But there’s so much in between
I want to change
I want to be this something
But I am nothing and everything
And that’s all I’ll ever be
I wish you never witnessed me
#breakup
#confessional
#insomnia
#love
#SelfReflection
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1 Comment
Lilliputian
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 5:49pm
5th Feb 2025 5:49pm
Shroud Me
This blinking corpse of mine
Shrouded in skin with a pulse
And sable trails of tears
Painting my pallid cheeks
This body I own
Has a mind of its own
One I can no longer control
Nor save from the hands of destruction
So I watch my life unfold
As if it’s not a part of me anymore
Choices were made out of weakness
When I collapsed on my bed of oblivion
Time didn’t stop when I was twelve
Yet the clock has been broken ever since
My ankles moored to yesterday
A scar that never seemed to heal ...
Shrouded in skin with a pulse
And sable trails of tears
Painting my pallid cheeks
This body I own
Has a mind of its own
One I can no longer control
Nor save from the hands of destruction
So I watch my life unfold
As if it’s not a part of me anymore
Choices were made out of weakness
When I collapsed on my bed of oblivion
Time didn’t stop when I was twelve
Yet the clock has been broken ever since
My ankles moored to yesterday
A scar that never seemed to heal ...
#SelfReflection
110 reads
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 00:17am
4th Feb 2025 00:17am
I choose my nightmares wisely
the doctor writes me a script
for one of the few drugs I’m not on
and I need them to stop this—
the silver shivers
the waves of nausea that journey
volatile seas in inadequate rafts
sometimes I wonder if life
would be different without pills
as I take stock of my body
how I lay at a 45 degree angle
feeling as if the bed is a millstone
nightly grinding away parts
of my life and my spine
how the atrophy in my muscles
is setting in, and I feel it every time
I...
for one of the few drugs I’m not on
and I need them to stop this—
the silver shivers
the waves of nausea that journey
volatile seas in inadequate rafts
sometimes I wonder if life
would be different without pills
as I take stock of my body
how I lay at a 45 degree angle
feeling as if the bed is a millstone
nightly grinding away parts
of my life and my spine
how the atrophy in my muscles
is setting in, and I feel it every time
I...
#illness
#nightmares
#SelfReflection #StreamOfConsciousness
#SelfReflection #StreamOfConsciousness
173 reads
4 Comments
mel44
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 9:38am
2nd Feb 2025 9:38am
The Mundane
I vanished
before the day began
fell into blackness
knowing not who I am
Drifted off
somewhere in the night
without any urge
nor desire for flight
Emotional void
dull, undefined
thoughts malformed
nothing aligned
Discovering lost
amid the mundane
a deep discomfort
feels like pain
Lacking resolve
and spiritual wealth
blindly searching
for original self
before the day began
fell into blackness
knowing not who I am
Drifted off
somewhere in the night
without any urge
nor desire for flight
Emotional void
dull, undefined
thoughts malformed
nothing aligned
Discovering lost
amid the mundane
a deep discomfort
feels like pain
Lacking resolve
and spiritual wealth
blindly searching
for original self
#identity
#SelfReflection
140 reads
23 Comments
KittyFromHell
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 5:37am
2nd Feb 2025 5:37am
Void
I am void of passion
And starved of daydreams.
I am trapped by the mundane
And the sober.
I miss the willingness to burn
For what I loved
Even if it was terribly wrong
The only feeling I feel
So starkly
That there is nothing else
Is anger
My ever constant companion
Soldering under layers
Of facade so thick
I do not even remember
Why I am this way
And starved of daydreams.
I am trapped by the mundane
And the sober.
I miss the willingness to burn
For what I loved
Even if it was terribly wrong
The only feeling I feel
So starkly
That there is nothing else
Is anger
My ever constant companion
Soldering under layers
Of facade so thick
I do not even remember
Why I am this way
#anger
#sadness
#SelfReflection
90 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 11:18pm
1st Feb 2025 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
1st Feb 2025 6:37pm
1st Feb 2025 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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