Confessional Poems
#confessional
Confessional poetry gets inside the head of the author, exploring their repressed anguish or deepest emotions. Revealing and personal poems, which often describe parts of the author's life which are not usually in the public domain. Confessional poetry is a style of writing which emerged in the 1950s and 1960s.
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:08am
Yesterday 4:08am
Grok This
poetry
dark words
spilled
on
pale tissue
poetry
meager
expressions
of
joy
sorrow
humor
poetry
inaccurate
forecasts
of
wind
thunder
rain
sunshine
poetry
deficient
descriptions
of
trees
seas
mountains
bees
poetry
skimpy
attire
for
deep thoughts
concepts
ideas
poetry
poor-man’s
substitute
for
telepathy
poetry
do you ...
dark words
spilled
on
pale tissue
poetry
meager
expressions
of
joy
sorrow
humor
poetry
inaccurate
forecasts
of
wind
thunder
rain
sunshine
poetry
deficient
descriptions
of
trees
seas
mountains
bees
poetry
skimpy
attire
for
deep thoughts
concepts
ideas
poetry
poor-man’s
substitute
for
telepathy
poetry
do you ...
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
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1 Comment
Desrock
Poem Published
14th Oct 2021 3:38am
14th Oct 2021 3:38am
Love, lost War
These words of war
This battle we fight
Has only one side of the knife
I take all the bleeding
Even though in the dull light
These words in the darkness
When I speak inside here
Spoken in violence
Or the perception I fear
This Love
This Lost War
Battles of Silence
Battles in Fear
Fighting the end
Death be near
You take all my emotion
Flip it on its back
Accuse me of hurting you
In this verbal battle attack
Life isn’t always roses
You need to unleash a bit back
This isn’t a...
This battle we fight
Has only one side of the knife
I take all the bleeding
Even though in the dull light
These words in the darkness
When I speak inside here
Spoken in violence
Or the perception I fear
This Love
This Lost War
Battles of Silence
Battles in Fear
Fighting the end
Death be near
You take all my emotion
Flip it on its back
Accuse me of hurting you
In this verbal battle attack
Life isn’t always roses
You need to unleash a bit back
This isn’t a...
#love
#loneliness
#conflict
#confessional
#emptiness
31 reads
2 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
13th Oct 2021 5:27pm
13th Oct 2021 5:27pm
ALL OF A SUDDEN
Buried and still breathing inside this sand dune..
Show me the new things that you know under this shining sun..
We are sighting this moon at noon..
So, tell me all the new things which you know under a shining sun..
Inside this grave me and all these creatures lying you all know this Canned Sardines..
Inside here, right here am their Prison Warden..
Relentlessly praying and sobbing at the same time to one day touch the door steps of Eden's Garden..
While this got written I don't actually...
Show me the new things that you know under this shining sun..
We are sighting this moon at noon..
So, tell me all the new things which you know under a shining sun..
Inside this grave me and all these creatures lying you all know this Canned Sardines..
Inside here, right here am their Prison Warden..
Relentlessly praying and sobbing at the same time to one day touch the door steps of Eden's Garden..
While this got written I don't actually...
#confessional
#confusion
#FeelingLost
38 reads
7 Comments
Wornwolf
Poem Published
13th Oct 2021 5:19am
13th Oct 2021 5:19am
It's alright
I appreciate that you give your condolences,
So kind another human notices,
It's not that I am truly giving up.
I just got to do my own medical checkup,
Just by re-learning to love thy self again,
And let the darkness come and leave so let's begin,
Because when you give someone else your all,
Then show the darkest parts,
The scars that still bleed,
It leaves you open and just so raw.
It's just a tragic flaw,
Emotions erupts,
Then time irrupt,
It never ceased,
With time and space at least,
to re-learn to love thy self, ...
So kind another human notices,
It's not that I am truly giving up.
I just got to do my own medical checkup,
Just by re-learning to love thy self again,
And let the darkness come and leave so let's begin,
Because when you give someone else your all,
Then show the darkest parts,
The scars that still bleed,
It leaves you open and just so raw.
It's just a tragic flaw,
Emotions erupts,
Then time irrupt,
It never ceased,
With time and space at least,
to re-learn to love thy self, ...
#LifeStruggles
#FreeVerse
#confessional
#uplifting
#gratitude
40 reads
4 Comments
PoisedToPen
Poem Published
12th Oct 2021 2:19pm
12th Oct 2021 2:19pm
Phantoms
The phantoms
Live inside of every woman.
Conservatively captured
In amber bottles.
But Every now and again
The bottle cracks
and from it seeps
A radical darkness.
It is captivating,
These mists of excess,
Titillating thrills
of Tickled Pink :
The murmurs of disregard
And humming fascination.
Exploration finds its
way into capable hands
And a voyage of deep seas
Sets wind to her sails.
Live inside of every woman.
Conservatively captured
In amber bottles.
But Every now and again
The bottle cracks
and from it seeps
A radical darkness.
It is captivating,
These mists of excess,
Titillating thrills
of Tickled Pink :
The murmurs of disregard
And humming fascination.
Exploration finds its
way into capable hands
And a voyage of deep seas
Sets wind to her sails.
#women
#FreeVerse
#confessional #SelfDiscovery
#confessional #SelfDiscovery
36 reads
6 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
12th Oct 2021 12:05pm
12th Oct 2021 12:05pm
Morning Cereal a Tip of the Hat to Starting Anew
Yesterday sucked
Work conflicts
Misunderstandings
Hurt feelings
Life in the meat grinder
Lately it's happening often
Yet each day starts the same
A blood pressure pill
Granola high fiber cereal
Blueberries sometimes other berries
Unsweetened almond milk
1/2 a cup of low acid coffee
I believe in the 24 hour rule
That was yesterday
Today I will try again
Hopefully without conflicts
Then sleep again albeit badly
Rise, eat cereal, repeat....
Work conflicts
Misunderstandings
Hurt feelings
Life in the meat grinder
Lately it's happening often
Yet each day starts the same
A blood pressure pill
Granola high fiber cereal
Blueberries sometimes other berries
Unsweetened almond milk
1/2 a cup of low acid coffee
I believe in the 24 hour rule
That was yesterday
Today I will try again
Hopefully without conflicts
Then sleep again albeit badly
Rise, eat cereal, repeat....
#hope
#conflict
#LifeStruggles
#food
#confessional
59 reads
26 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
11th Oct 2021 3:29am
11th Oct 2021 3:29am
Did you Touch Yourself
Sensual overload
Fire out of control
Home alone
Carbon build-up
Days between stations
Chamber of heat
Did you touch yourself ?
I know you did
Thinking of me
Attending to the inferno
Your secret place
You were wild and defiant
For me, your sexual outlaw
Did you touch yourself ?
You touched me
Fire out of control
Home alone
Carbon build-up
Days between stations
Chamber of heat
Did you touch yourself ?
I know you did
Thinking of me
Attending to the inferno
Your secret place
You were wild and defiant
For me, your sexual outlaw
Did you touch yourself ?
You touched me
#sex
#identity
#confessional
#dirty
#sensual
129 reads
8 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
8th Oct 2021 5:06am
8th Oct 2021 5:06am
Stowaway
they say love ~ is a
fool's journey ~ willingly my
heart's a traveller
fool's journey ~ willingly my
heart's a traveller
#love
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#senryu
#NoPoo
54 reads
4 Comments
mysticstones
Poem Published
7th Oct 2021 12:39pm
7th Oct 2021 12:39pm
JONATHAN REALIZES
and Jonathan flies to his third world.
in this world,
there are no limitations like the others,
but in this world,
Jonathan becomes more than perfect.
in the second world, he had told Fletcher
that he was not to be a god--
in this world,
he becomes a god
like all the others who had flown there.
flying free as he had done before--
spreading his talent to others
and learning things new for himself--
on a distant...
in this world,
there are no limitations like the others,
but in this world,
Jonathan becomes more than perfect.
in the second world, he had told Fletcher
that he was not to be a god--
in this world,
he becomes a god
like all the others who had flown there.
flying free as he had done before--
spreading his talent to others
and learning things new for himself--
on a distant...
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
27 reads
2 Comments
Shinobi
Poem Published
7th Oct 2021 4:30am
7th Oct 2021 4:30am
Dear Diary
dear diary...
this flashback is haunting me
just like family ghosts raving
in the parlor
drowning in the spilled tea
of my memory
swirling sugarcubes slowly
with a rusted spoon
another day...
I could smile like a clown performing
under the big top,
but my carnival rides
have all stopped...
staring through a thin veil
they stares like ice
the reflection is clouded
by steaming breath
bubbling...
this flashback is haunting me
just like family ghosts raving
in the parlor
drowning in the spilled tea
of my memory
swirling sugarcubes slowly
with a rusted spoon
another day...
I could smile like a clown performing
under the big top,
but my carnival rides
have all stopped...
staring through a thin veil
they stares like ice
the reflection is clouded
by steaming breath
bubbling...
#dark
#death
#confessional
#bittersweet
#karma
30 reads
1 Comment
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
6th Oct 2021 4:59pm
6th Oct 2021 4:59pm
I don't have a filter nor do I want one .... ( NF ) Part 1
Truth is
I'm a dirty dog
Feral too
Eating out of garbage cans
Looking up your dress
I don't give a rat's ass about PC
Politically Correct butthole
My attitude sucks and so do you
Translation: NO FILTER ( NF )
If you're sick and have a great body
I'll offer to rub vapor rub on your chest
That kind of writing
Can you handle it ?
Or I might just ask you for sexy pics
Bra and panties preferably black
No panties you say
One out of two ain't bad
Send
Bottom line
I don't...
I'm a dirty dog
Feral too
Eating out of garbage cans
Looking up your dress
I don't give a rat's ass about PC
Politically Correct butthole
My attitude sucks and so do you
Translation: NO FILTER ( NF )
If you're sick and have a great body
I'll offer to rub vapor rub on your chest
That kind of writing
Can you handle it ?
Or I might just ask you for sexy pics
Bra and panties preferably black
No panties you say
One out of two ain't bad
Send
Bottom line
I don't...
#identity
#confessional
#sleep
#dirty
#culture
90 reads
12 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
6th Oct 2021 00:46am
6th Oct 2021 00:46am
false witness
satan confesses his deception
i.
[narrator]
lo, he hath made the truth
into a lie!
in innocence of youth,
God's children die.
thus, death the enemy
of mortal man,
a great controversy
makes of God's Plan.
ii.
[satan]
"ye shall not surely die,
but be as gods,
to rule earth's canopy
with iron rods.
open your eyes, evil
and good behold!
do as you damn well will;
freedom is gold.
iii.
"when i was king of heavn's
sweet angel band,
to me...
i.
[narrator]
lo, he hath made the truth
into a lie!
in innocence of youth,
God's children die.
thus, death the enemy
of mortal man,
a great controversy
makes of God's Plan.
ii.
[satan]
"ye shall not surely die,
but be as gods,
to rule earth's canopy
with iron rods.
open your eyes, evil
and good behold!
do as you damn well will;
freedom is gold.
iii.
"when i was king of heavn's
sweet angel band,
to me...
#devil
#confessional
#SelfReflection #morality
#SelfReflection #morality
38 reads
2 Comments
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