Poems About Self Reflection Published by Members Recently Online
#SelfReflection
Poems about self reflection published by members recently online.
LibraSoul96
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2023 00:44am
2nd Jan 2023 00:44am
New year, same me
New year, same me
Only difference is that I am coming into who I am meant to be
Still the same black girl
Dreaming of taking this world by a whirl
New year, same me
Just building and seeking true peace
Not letting the world break me, piece by piece
New year, same me
The year 2022 is gone, but when you add one year, you get 2023
A whole new year that is filled of curiosity and facing the unknown
Taking charge of a new beginnings and to be bestowed your rightful crown
New year, same me
When it comes to my physical...
Only difference is that I am coming into who I am meant to be
Still the same black girl
Dreaming of taking this world by a whirl
New year, same me
Just building and seeking true peace
Not letting the world break me, piece by piece
New year, same me
The year 2022 is gone, but when you add one year, you get 2023
A whole new year that is filled of curiosity and facing the unknown
Taking charge of a new beginnings and to be bestowed your rightful crown
New year, same me
When it comes to my physical...
#identity
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
310 reads
3 Comments
LibraSoul96
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2023 00:44am
2nd Jan 2023 00:44am
New year, same me
New year, same me
Only difference is that I am coming into who I am meant to be
Still the same black girl
Dreaming of taking this world by a whirl
New year, same me
Just building and seeking true peace
Not letting the world break me, piece by piece
New year, same me
The year 2022 is gone, but when you add one year, you get 2023
A whole new year that is filled of curiosity and facing the unknown
Taking charge of a new beginnings and to be bestowed your rightful crown
New year, same me
When it comes to my physical...
Only difference is that I am coming into who I am meant to be
Still the same black girl
Dreaming of taking this world by a whirl
New year, same me
Just building and seeking true peace
Not letting the world break me, piece by piece
New year, same me
The year 2022 is gone, but when you add one year, you get 2023
A whole new year that is filled of curiosity and facing the unknown
Taking charge of a new beginnings and to be bestowed your rightful crown
New year, same me
When it comes to my physical...
#identity
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
310 reads
3 Comments
LibraSoul96
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2023 00:44am
2nd Jan 2023 00:44am
New year, same me
New year, same me
Only difference is that I am coming into who I am meant to be
Still the same black girl
Dreaming of taking this world by a whirl
New year, same me
Just building and seeking true peace
Not letting the world break me, piece by piece
New year, same me
The year 2022 is gone, but when you add one year, you get 2023
A whole new year that is filled of curiosity and facing the unknown
Taking charge of a new beginnings and to be bestowed your rightful crown
New year, same me
When it comes to my physical...
Only difference is that I am coming into who I am meant to be
Still the same black girl
Dreaming of taking this world by a whirl
New year, same me
Just building and seeking true peace
Not letting the world break me, piece by piece
New year, same me
The year 2022 is gone, but when you add one year, you get 2023
A whole new year that is filled of curiosity and facing the unknown
Taking charge of a new beginnings and to be bestowed your rightful crown
New year, same me
When it comes to my physical...
#identity
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
310 reads
3 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
7th Jul 2021 1:00am
7th Jul 2021 1:00am
If I could be your mirror
#love
#SelfReflection
534 reads
4 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
7th Jul 2021 1:00am
7th Jul 2021 1:00am
If I could be your mirror
#love
#SelfReflection
534 reads
4 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2024 12:22pm
2nd Aug 2024 12:22pm
Self
As so many here I have been on a journey.
A journey to learn and improve my style of writing
The problem is I am starting to lose Fia.
That is not acceptable.
So, I was asked who I am
I AM FIA
I am raw when I want to be
I am sweet when I want to be
I can be an annoyance at times, but I catch myself and pull back
I am a natural encourager/ You need that push I will push soft or you need it hard well I do that too
I am not all dark
I am not all light
I swirl in the grey
If I claim you as a friend, then you...
A journey to learn and improve my style of writing
The problem is I am starting to lose Fia.
That is not acceptable.
So, I was asked who I am
I AM FIA
I am raw when I want to be
I am sweet when I want to be
I can be an annoyance at times, but I catch myself and pull back
I am a natural encourager/ You need that push I will push soft or you need it hard well I do that too
I am not all dark
I am not all light
I swirl in the grey
If I claim you as a friend, then you...
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
46 reads
21 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2024 12:22pm
2nd Aug 2024 12:22pm
Self
As so many here I have been on a journey.
A journey to learn and improve my style of writing
The problem is I am starting to lose Fia.
That is not acceptable.
So, I was asked who I am
I AM FIA
I am raw when I want to be
I am sweet when I want to be
I can be an annoyance at times, but I catch myself and pull back
I am a natural encourager/ You need that push I will push soft or you need it hard well I do that too
I am not all dark
I am not all light
I swirl in the grey
If I claim you as a friend, then you...
A journey to learn and improve my style of writing
The problem is I am starting to lose Fia.
That is not acceptable.
So, I was asked who I am
I AM FIA
I am raw when I want to be
I am sweet when I want to be
I can be an annoyance at times, but I catch myself and pull back
I am a natural encourager/ You need that push I will push soft or you need it hard well I do that too
I am not all dark
I am not all light
I swirl in the grey
If I claim you as a friend, then you...
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
46 reads
21 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2023 11:08pm
2nd Jul 2023 11:08pm
Longaevitas
middle age begins
the dance with death;
at some point, grandparents
are long gone, and now
the aunts and uncles each
step forward, as if eager to be
in line for the hereafter;
I realize now that I must have
thought they’d live forever,
a solid brick in the construction
of my reality
my icons have become
the memories I’ve shared
with their art along the way -
the song that was playing
on the jet black boom box
in June of 1987, all the while
Edgar Esperello gave me that
slightly hesitant...
the dance with death;
at some point, grandparents
are long gone, and now
the aunts and uncles each
step forward, as if eager to be
in line for the hereafter;
I realize now that I must have
thought they’d live forever,
a solid brick in the construction
of my reality
my icons have become
the memories I’ve shared
with their art along the way -
the song that was playing
on the jet black boom box
in June of 1987, all the while
Edgar Esperello gave me that
slightly hesitant...
#LifeCycle
#aging
#SelfReflection
386 reads
20 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2023 11:08pm
2nd Jul 2023 11:08pm
Longaevitas
middle age begins
the dance with death;
at some point, grandparents
are long gone, and now
the aunts and uncles each
step forward, as if eager to be
in line for the hereafter;
I realize now that I must have
thought they’d live forever,
a solid brick in the construction
of my reality
my icons have become
the memories I’ve shared
with their art along the way -
the song that was playing
on the jet black boom box
in June of 1987, all the while
Edgar Esperello gave me that
slightly hesitant...
the dance with death;
at some point, grandparents
are long gone, and now
the aunts and uncles each
step forward, as if eager to be
in line for the hereafter;
I realize now that I must have
thought they’d live forever,
a solid brick in the construction
of my reality
my icons have become
the memories I’ve shared
with their art along the way -
the song that was playing
on the jet black boom box
in June of 1987, all the while
Edgar Esperello gave me that
slightly hesitant...
#LifeCycle
#aging
#SelfReflection
386 reads
20 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2023 11:08pm
2nd Jul 2023 11:08pm
Longaevitas
middle age begins
the dance with death;
at some point, grandparents
are long gone, and now
the aunts and uncles each
step forward, as if eager to be
in line for the hereafter;
I realize now that I must have
thought they’d live forever,
a solid brick in the construction
of my reality
my icons have become
the memories I’ve shared
with their art along the way -
the song that was playing
on the jet black boom box
in June of 1987, all the while
Edgar Esperello gave me that
slightly hesitant...
the dance with death;
at some point, grandparents
are long gone, and now
the aunts and uncles each
step forward, as if eager to be
in line for the hereafter;
I realize now that I must have
thought they’d live forever,
a solid brick in the construction
of my reality
my icons have become
the memories I’ve shared
with their art along the way -
the song that was playing
on the jet black boom box
in June of 1987, all the while
Edgar Esperello gave me that
slightly hesitant...
#LifeCycle
#aging
#SelfReflection
386 reads
20 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
24th Sep 2024 2:55am
24th Sep 2024 2:55am
Isolated
anonymously disappearing
into the traffic's roar
shifting gears and braking, steering -
I do not ask for more
than this place of calm reflection
where automatically
I make every right selection
as an unknown entity
in charge of choosing where I'm going
or just sitting still
watching all the traffic flowing
until I get my fill
while simply being isolated,
separated from
all the beings that seem fated
to share where I belong -
then coming back and reappearing
from the traffic's roar ...
into the traffic's roar
shifting gears and braking, steering -
I do not ask for more
than this place of calm reflection
where automatically
I make every right selection
as an unknown entity
in charge of choosing where I'm going
or just sitting still
watching all the traffic flowing
until I get my fill
while simply being isolated,
separated from
all the beings that seem fated
to share where I belong -
then coming back and reappearing
from the traffic's roar ...
#SelfReflection
99 reads
2 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 6:53am
11th Nov 2024 6:53am
Different Frequencies
Faded photograph from younger days
So many memories are hidden inside
Beneath all the tired irrelevant cliches
Where fantasy and reality often collide
His hopeful eyes are so full of promise
Truly believing that love conquers hate
This withered soul searching for solace
To relieve the burden of constant weight
Wonder if he’d understand I did my best
Trying to avoid all the countless pitfalls
Would it possibly be too much to digest
Knowing I’m unable to receive his calls
Copyright @ Damian...
So many memories are hidden inside
Beneath all the tired irrelevant cliches
Where fantasy and reality often collide
His hopeful eyes are so full of promise
Truly believing that love conquers hate
This withered soul searching for solace
To relieve the burden of constant weight
Wonder if he’d understand I did my best
Trying to avoid all the countless pitfalls
Would it possibly be too much to digest
Knowing I’m unable to receive his calls
Copyright @ Damian...
#SelfReflection
182 reads
27 Comments
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