Poems About Self Reflection Published by Members Recently Online
#SelfReflection
Poems about self reflection published by members recently online.
prometheus5290
Poem Published
17th Jan 2024 1:15am
17th Jan 2024 1:15am
I died that already
Be a good student...
I died that already.
Be an athlete...
I died that already.
Be a tutor/professor/educator...
I died that already.
Be an operations manager...
I died that already.
When I chose there was nothing to be,
I achieved immortality.
I died that already.
Be an athlete...
I died that already.
Be a tutor/professor/educator...
I died that already.
Be an operations manager...
I died that already.
When I chose there was nothing to be,
I achieved immortality.
#Buddhist
#SelfReflection
#Taoism
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
238 reads
11 Comments
prometheus5290
Poem Published
17th Jan 2024 1:15am
17th Jan 2024 1:15am
I died that already
Be a good student...
I died that already.
Be an athlete...
I died that already.
Be a tutor/professor/educator...
I died that already.
Be an operations manager...
I died that already.
When I chose there was nothing to be,
I achieved immortality.
I died that already.
Be an athlete...
I died that already.
Be a tutor/professor/educator...
I died that already.
Be an operations manager...
I died that already.
When I chose there was nothing to be,
I achieved immortality.
#Buddhist
#SelfReflection
#Taoism
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
238 reads
11 Comments
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
155 reads
19 Comments
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
155 reads
19 Comments
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
155 reads
19 Comments
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
155 reads
19 Comments
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
155 reads
19 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
27th Apr 2024 11:57pm
27th Apr 2024 11:57pm
also book shops
know I’m boring, because
given the choice, if I’m not at home
I’m in the pub, or the
museum, or the library,
or the gallery, wherever is
deemed not exciting ..
given the choice, if I’m not at home
I’m in the pub, or the
museum, or the library,
or the gallery, wherever is
deemed not exciting ..
#SelfReflection
104 reads
3 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
21st May 2024 3:26am
21st May 2024 3:26am
Just a Little Confession Tonight
I really appreciate people who have taken the time to leave comments on my stuff. It means so much to me. Sometimes in the past, actually, a lot of the time, I was very bad about responding to comments left. I was shy and unsure what to write... But thank you so much for responding to my work. Tonight I did a very self-revealing video, albeit short, on Tiktok, if anyone wants to see. Have a fantastic evening. ❤️🙂
https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPRKRwLUJ/
https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPRKRwLUJ/
#confessional
#SelfReflection
167 reads
4 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
21st May 2024 3:26am
21st May 2024 3:26am
Just a Little Confession Tonight
I really appreciate people who have taken the time to leave comments on my stuff. It means so much to me. Sometimes in the past, actually, a lot of the time, I was very bad about responding to comments left. I was shy and unsure what to write... But thank you so much for responding to my work. Tonight I did a very self-revealing video, albeit short, on Tiktok, if anyone wants to see. Have a fantastic evening. ❤️🙂
https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPRKRwLUJ/
https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPRKRwLUJ/
#confessional
#SelfReflection
167 reads
4 Comments
LibraSoul96
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 1:41am
6th Jan 2025 1:41am
Spit it out
DOA (Dead on arrival)
Dearly departed to all of my rivals
No one gives a fuck about you
So there will be no ink wasted on heartfelt obituaries
I'm the alpha and the omega, so a real deity knows how to mark all of her territories
Michael Jackson moonwalking in these bloody red bottoms
I know how to aim for my target, call me Mrs. Spot em and got em
Russian Roulette, my words are the bullets that have no name on it
This competition is kind of dry, do you mind if I wet it with the game that I spit ...
Dearly departed to all of my rivals
No one gives a fuck about you
So there will be no ink wasted on heartfelt obituaries
I'm the alpha and the omega, so a real deity knows how to mark all of her territories
Michael Jackson moonwalking in these bloody red bottoms
I know how to aim for my target, call me Mrs. Spot em and got em
Russian Roulette, my words are the bullets that have no name on it
This competition is kind of dry, do you mind if I wet it with the game that I spit ...
#rap
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
240 reads
11 Comments
LibraSoul96
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 1:41am
6th Jan 2025 1:41am
Spit it out
DOA (Dead on arrival)
Dearly departed to all of my rivals
No one gives a fuck about you
So there will be no ink wasted on heartfelt obituaries
I'm the alpha and the omega, so a real deity knows how to mark all of her territories
Michael Jackson moonwalking in these bloody red bottoms
I know how to aim for my target, call me Mrs. Spot em and got em
Russian Roulette, my words are the bullets that have no name on it
This competition is kind of dry, do you mind if I wet it with the game that I spit ...
Dearly departed to all of my rivals
No one gives a fuck about you
So there will be no ink wasted on heartfelt obituaries
I'm the alpha and the omega, so a real deity knows how to mark all of her territories
Michael Jackson moonwalking in these bloody red bottoms
I know how to aim for my target, call me Mrs. Spot em and got em
Russian Roulette, my words are the bullets that have no name on it
This competition is kind of dry, do you mind if I wet it with the game that I spit ...
#rap
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
240 reads
11 Comments
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