Poems About Self Reflection Published by Members Recently Online
#SelfReflection
Poems about self reflection published by members recently online.
Trillium
Poem Published
7th Dec 2023 1:27am
7th Dec 2023 1:27am
Ink IV
Fresh ink
deepest black
flowing from a dipped nib
glistening across the page
Reflecting light from midnight lamps
burning low
Finding my heart
bit by bit
Letting out the words
hidden away
in dusty corners of my mind
Forgotten
Ignored
Suppressed
Never spoken
Words I didn’t realize were in me.
Writing best done
in the quiet solitude of the night
Where uncomfortable truths can be written
away from the watchful eye of the sun.
deepest black
flowing from a dipped nib
glistening across the page
Reflecting light from midnight lamps
burning low
Finding my heart
bit by bit
Letting out the words
hidden away
in dusty corners of my mind
Forgotten
Ignored
Suppressed
Never spoken
Words I didn’t realize were in me.
Writing best done
in the quiet solitude of the night
Where uncomfortable truths can be written
away from the watchful eye of the sun.
#WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
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5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
4th Mar 2024 9:49pm
4th Mar 2024 9:49pm
I Love You All And Thank You
This is the calm face you make when your running crew, in the most beneficial way to honor their runny coach, this year they suggested during our celebration dinner to commence 2024, we all go to a Hibachi Japanese Restaurant, if you could had only gaged my reaction, and be advised I did sneak on the scale, I silently smiled through determination, due in part I lost an entire pound all together, and I was pushing it hard on my treadmill this weekend.
I was late on arrival to the restaurant, my colleague, who is a Med Surgical Student who is in residency here. He stayed on his...
I was late on arrival to the restaurant, my colleague, who is a Med Surgical Student who is in residency here. He stayed on his...
#SelfReflection
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3 Comments
BlackBoxPublicatio
Poem Published
20th Dec 2020 7:26pm
20th Dec 2020 7:26pm
FireFly
As the smoke billows before me I see no end.
Befriended by the cloud of confusion I see my nose but not the tip.
I need to get a grip on reality before I run into tragedy.
The smoke behaves like unwanted aromatherapy.
I need to clear my eyes so that I may see the prize that is salvation.
In animation I can push manifestation into reality.
First clear the smoke.
Shout FireFly at the fire.
I know the power of my words as each letter spreads the power of a spell.
Every alphabet carries fairytale energy.
People who spread their negativity fan the...
Befriended by the cloud of confusion I see my nose but not the tip.
I need to get a grip on reality before I run into tragedy.
The smoke behaves like unwanted aromatherapy.
I need to clear my eyes so that I may see the prize that is salvation.
In animation I can push manifestation into reality.
First clear the smoke.
Shout FireFly at the fire.
I know the power of my words as each letter spreads the power of a spell.
Every alphabet carries fairytale energy.
People who spread their negativity fan the...
#hope
#wind
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
#historical
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BlackBoxPublicatio
Poem Published
20th Dec 2020 7:26pm
20th Dec 2020 7:26pm
FireFly
As the smoke billows before me I see no end.
Befriended by the cloud of confusion I see my nose but not the tip.
I need to get a grip on reality before I run into tragedy.
The smoke behaves like unwanted aromatherapy.
I need to clear my eyes so that I may see the prize that is salvation.
In animation I can push manifestation into reality.
First clear the smoke.
Shout FireFly at the fire.
I know the power of my words as each letter spreads the power of a spell.
Every alphabet carries fairytale energy.
People who spread their negativity fan the...
Befriended by the cloud of confusion I see my nose but not the tip.
I need to get a grip on reality before I run into tragedy.
The smoke behaves like unwanted aromatherapy.
I need to clear my eyes so that I may see the prize that is salvation.
In animation I can push manifestation into reality.
First clear the smoke.
Shout FireFly at the fire.
I know the power of my words as each letter spreads the power of a spell.
Every alphabet carries fairytale energy.
People who spread their negativity fan the...
#hope
#wind
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
#historical
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BlackBoxPublicatio
Poem Published
20th Dec 2020 7:26pm
20th Dec 2020 7:26pm
FireFly
As the smoke billows before me I see no end.
Befriended by the cloud of confusion I see my nose but not the tip.
I need to get a grip on reality before I run into tragedy.
The smoke behaves like unwanted aromatherapy.
I need to clear my eyes so that I may see the prize that is salvation.
In animation I can push manifestation into reality.
First clear the smoke.
Shout FireFly at the fire.
I know the power of my words as each letter spreads the power of a spell.
Every alphabet carries fairytale energy.
People who spread their negativity fan the...
Befriended by the cloud of confusion I see my nose but not the tip.
I need to get a grip on reality before I run into tragedy.
The smoke behaves like unwanted aromatherapy.
I need to clear my eyes so that I may see the prize that is salvation.
In animation I can push manifestation into reality.
First clear the smoke.
Shout FireFly at the fire.
I know the power of my words as each letter spreads the power of a spell.
Every alphabet carries fairytale energy.
People who spread their negativity fan the...
#hope
#wind
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
#historical
279 reads
0 Comments
BlackBoxPublicatio
Poem Published
20th Dec 2020 7:26pm
20th Dec 2020 7:26pm
FireFly
As the smoke billows before me I see no end.
Befriended by the cloud of confusion I see my nose but not the tip.
I need to get a grip on reality before I run into tragedy.
The smoke behaves like unwanted aromatherapy.
I need to clear my eyes so that I may see the prize that is salvation.
In animation I can push manifestation into reality.
First clear the smoke.
Shout FireFly at the fire.
I know the power of my words as each letter spreads the power of a spell.
Every alphabet carries fairytale energy.
People who spread their negativity fan the...
Befriended by the cloud of confusion I see my nose but not the tip.
I need to get a grip on reality before I run into tragedy.
The smoke behaves like unwanted aromatherapy.
I need to clear my eyes so that I may see the prize that is salvation.
In animation I can push manifestation into reality.
First clear the smoke.
Shout FireFly at the fire.
I know the power of my words as each letter spreads the power of a spell.
Every alphabet carries fairytale energy.
People who spread their negativity fan the...
#hope
#wind
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
#historical
279 reads
0 Comments
BlackBoxPublicatio
Poem Published
20th Dec 2020 7:26pm
20th Dec 2020 7:26pm
FireFly
As the smoke billows before me I see no end.
Befriended by the cloud of confusion I see my nose but not the tip.
I need to get a grip on reality before I run into tragedy.
The smoke behaves like unwanted aromatherapy.
I need to clear my eyes so that I may see the prize that is salvation.
In animation I can push manifestation into reality.
First clear the smoke.
Shout FireFly at the fire.
I know the power of my words as each letter spreads the power of a spell.
Every alphabet carries fairytale energy.
People who spread their negativity fan the...
Befriended by the cloud of confusion I see my nose but not the tip.
I need to get a grip on reality before I run into tragedy.
The smoke behaves like unwanted aromatherapy.
I need to clear my eyes so that I may see the prize that is salvation.
In animation I can push manifestation into reality.
First clear the smoke.
Shout FireFly at the fire.
I know the power of my words as each letter spreads the power of a spell.
Every alphabet carries fairytale energy.
People who spread their negativity fan the...
#hope
#wind
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
#historical
279 reads
0 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
10th Mar 2024 3:38pm
10th Mar 2024 3:38pm
every now and then
the best days are days
when nothing gets done
days that are as rare and
comfortable as wearing
an old pair of shoes all
over your body
days when the coffee
is hot and the smokes
are good;
good like a blessing from
Sir Walter Raleigh
good like forgetting
the past for a few
minutes
good like remembering
the past for a few
minutes
days where all the old
wounds hurt less
days where dreams sleep
peacefully in the rainbow
fields of...
when nothing gets done
days that are as rare and
comfortable as wearing
an old pair of shoes all
over your body
days when the coffee
is hot and the smokes
are good;
good like a blessing from
Sir Walter Raleigh
good like forgetting
the past for a few
minutes
good like remembering
the past for a few
minutes
days where all the old
wounds hurt less
days where dreams sleep
peacefully in the rainbow
fields of...
#SelfReflection
67 reads
7 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
Get Out Of My Way
Chances for success,
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
62 reads
4 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
Get Out Of My Way
Chances for success,
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
62 reads
4 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
Get Out Of My Way
Chances for success,
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
62 reads
4 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
Get Out Of My Way
Chances for success,
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
62 reads
4 Comments
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