Poems About Self Reflection Published by Members Recently Online
#SelfReflection
Poems about self reflection published by members recently online.
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 8:22pm
28th Dec 2024 8:22pm
utterly
dwindling thought withering in context
my mind ceases in ideas and gets angry
withdrawing from the lense
I don't wish to be observed
shaken epiphany I am cut off
from who I used to be
evolving utterly different
I wonder did that version of me die out of necessity
keening hope she was so beautiful
she was not me but I share her memories
grief burdens me, I wonder did I kill her, one thought at a time
drain her essence and discard her in the past
the present knows only me
it's a curious thing, I...
my mind ceases in ideas and gets angry
withdrawing from the lense
I don't wish to be observed
shaken epiphany I am cut off
from who I used to be
evolving utterly different
I wonder did that version of me die out of necessity
keening hope she was so beautiful
she was not me but I share her memories
grief burdens me, I wonder did I kill her, one thought at a time
drain her essence and discard her in the past
the present knows only me
it's a curious thing, I...
#confessional
#identity
#myself #SelfReflection
#myself #SelfReflection
62 reads
2 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 8:22pm
28th Dec 2024 8:22pm
utterly
dwindling thought withering in context
my mind ceases in ideas and gets angry
withdrawing from the lense
I don't wish to be observed
shaken epiphany I am cut off
from who I used to be
evolving utterly different
I wonder did that version of me die out of necessity
keening hope she was so beautiful
she was not me but I share her memories
grief burdens me, I wonder did I kill her, one thought at a time
drain her essence and discard her in the past
the present knows only me
it's a curious thing, I...
my mind ceases in ideas and gets angry
withdrawing from the lense
I don't wish to be observed
shaken epiphany I am cut off
from who I used to be
evolving utterly different
I wonder did that version of me die out of necessity
keening hope she was so beautiful
she was not me but I share her memories
grief burdens me, I wonder did I kill her, one thought at a time
drain her essence and discard her in the past
the present knows only me
it's a curious thing, I...
#confessional
#identity
#myself #SelfReflection
#myself #SelfReflection
62 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
13th Jul 2023 9:38pm
13th Jul 2023 9:38pm
Pieces - with Deliabear
Hear the songs that paint the forest
And evergreens. Listen to the winds
Cry emerald streams and then sing.
Catch the breath of the dew
And grow with it, that flower,
That perfumes the lonely hours.
Whisper the ticking metronome
of the silent echoes that roam
the shadowing earth tones.
Connecting jigsaw pieces of man
Birds and bees swirl the sand in the hourglass.
Willows weep, dangling leaves of days far past.
Meditate in nature using yoga.
Weeping bamboo...
And evergreens. Listen to the winds
Cry emerald streams and then sing.
Catch the breath of the dew
And grow with it, that flower,
That perfumes the lonely hours.
Whisper the ticking metronome
of the silent echoes that roam
the shadowing earth tones.
Connecting jigsaw pieces of man
Birds and bees swirl the sand in the hourglass.
Willows weep, dangling leaves of days far past.
Meditate in nature using yoga.
Weeping bamboo...
#nature
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
168 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
13th Jul 2023 9:38pm
13th Jul 2023 9:38pm
Pieces - with Deliabear
Hear the songs that paint the forest
And evergreens. Listen to the winds
Cry emerald streams and then sing.
Catch the breath of the dew
And grow with it, that flower,
That perfumes the lonely hours.
Whisper the ticking metronome
of the silent echoes that roam
the shadowing earth tones.
Connecting jigsaw pieces of man
Birds and bees swirl the sand in the hourglass.
Willows weep, dangling leaves of days far past.
Meditate in nature using yoga.
Weeping bamboo...
And evergreens. Listen to the winds
Cry emerald streams and then sing.
Catch the breath of the dew
And grow with it, that flower,
That perfumes the lonely hours.
Whisper the ticking metronome
of the silent echoes that roam
the shadowing earth tones.
Connecting jigsaw pieces of man
Birds and bees swirl the sand in the hourglass.
Willows weep, dangling leaves of days far past.
Meditate in nature using yoga.
Weeping bamboo...
#nature
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
168 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
13th Jul 2023 9:38pm
13th Jul 2023 9:38pm
Pieces - with Deliabear
Hear the songs that paint the forest
And evergreens. Listen to the winds
Cry emerald streams and then sing.
Catch the breath of the dew
And grow with it, that flower,
That perfumes the lonely hours.
Whisper the ticking metronome
of the silent echoes that roam
the shadowing earth tones.
Connecting jigsaw pieces of man
Birds and bees swirl the sand in the hourglass.
Willows weep, dangling leaves of days far past.
Meditate in nature using yoga.
Weeping bamboo...
And evergreens. Listen to the winds
Cry emerald streams and then sing.
Catch the breath of the dew
And grow with it, that flower,
That perfumes the lonely hours.
Whisper the ticking metronome
of the silent echoes that roam
the shadowing earth tones.
Connecting jigsaw pieces of man
Birds and bees swirl the sand in the hourglass.
Willows weep, dangling leaves of days far past.
Meditate in nature using yoga.
Weeping bamboo...
#nature
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
168 reads
2 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
Today 1:43am
Today 1:43am
New Lies ...
The clock strikes twelve, and we raise a glass,
Draped in old habits, cloaked in feeble cheer,
To toast a future built on shaky pasts.
A "new broom sweeps clean" oh, what a farce,
For here we march, the same yet somehow changed,
With fireworks masking all our broken fears.
The air explodes with light, yet silent fears
Lurk close, like shadows in an empty glass.
What truly shifts? What parts of us have changed?
The same old vows, proclaimed with fervent cheer,
Are swept aside as time unveils the farce:
A gleaming path that...
Draped in old habits, cloaked in feeble cheer,
To toast a future built on shaky pasts.
A "new broom sweeps clean" oh, what a farce,
For here we march, the same yet somehow changed,
With fireworks masking all our broken fears.
The air explodes with light, yet silent fears
Lurk close, like shadows in an empty glass.
What truly shifts? What parts of us have changed?
The same old vows, proclaimed with fervent cheer,
Are swept aside as time unveils the farce:
A gleaming path that...
#acceptance
#confusion
#SelfReflection
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0 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
Today 1:43am
Today 1:43am
New Lies ...
The clock strikes twelve, and we raise a glass,
Draped in old habits, cloaked in feeble cheer,
To toast a future built on shaky pasts.
A "new broom sweeps clean" oh, what a farce,
For here we march, the same yet somehow changed,
With fireworks masking all our broken fears.
The air explodes with light, yet silent fears
Lurk close, like shadows in an empty glass.
What truly shifts? What parts of us have changed?
The same old vows, proclaimed with fervent cheer,
Are swept aside as time unveils the farce:
A gleaming path that...
Draped in old habits, cloaked in feeble cheer,
To toast a future built on shaky pasts.
A "new broom sweeps clean" oh, what a farce,
For here we march, the same yet somehow changed,
With fireworks masking all our broken fears.
The air explodes with light, yet silent fears
Lurk close, like shadows in an empty glass.
What truly shifts? What parts of us have changed?
The same old vows, proclaimed with fervent cheer,
Are swept aside as time unveils the farce:
A gleaming path that...
#acceptance
#confusion
#SelfReflection
3 reads
0 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
Today 1:43am
Today 1:43am
New Lies ...
The clock strikes twelve, and we raise a glass,
Draped in old habits, cloaked in feeble cheer,
To toast a future built on shaky pasts.
A "new broom sweeps clean" oh, what a farce,
For here we march, the same yet somehow changed,
With fireworks masking all our broken fears.
The air explodes with light, yet silent fears
Lurk close, like shadows in an empty glass.
What truly shifts? What parts of us have changed?
The same old vows, proclaimed with fervent cheer,
Are swept aside as time unveils the farce:
A gleaming path that...
Draped in old habits, cloaked in feeble cheer,
To toast a future built on shaky pasts.
A "new broom sweeps clean" oh, what a farce,
For here we march, the same yet somehow changed,
With fireworks masking all our broken fears.
The air explodes with light, yet silent fears
Lurk close, like shadows in an empty glass.
What truly shifts? What parts of us have changed?
The same old vows, proclaimed with fervent cheer,
Are swept aside as time unveils the farce:
A gleaming path that...
#acceptance
#confusion
#SelfReflection
3 reads
0 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
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
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
16th Oct 2024 8:29pm
16th Oct 2024 8:29pm
Soft Petals Of A Gypsy
Deeper and Deeper
My vivid emotions are scaling steeper and steeper
Falling into the enrapture of my sweeten abyss
I can’t swim, holding on for a floating reminisce
No breaths of rescue, but empty perceptions amiss
A thrilling rollercoaster ride to surrender under my seductive womanly creed
Giving you my wants, my desires, all of my needs
Endangered narratives, so allow my emotions for once to softly bleed
No Band-Aid needed, just permit it to seep and flow
Merging the essence of my heart and...
My vivid emotions are scaling steeper and steeper
Falling into the enrapture of my sweeten abyss
I can’t swim, holding on for a floating reminisce
No breaths of rescue, but empty perceptions amiss
A thrilling rollercoaster ride to surrender under my seductive womanly creed
Giving you my wants, my desires, all of my needs
Endangered narratives, so allow my emotions for once to softly bleed
No Band-Aid needed, just permit it to seep and flow
Merging the essence of my heart and...
#freedom
#moon
#SelfReflection
#sun
#water
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DU Poetry : Poems About Self Reflection Published by Members Recently Online
