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.
ohmy_engrish
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Poem Published
Yesterday 10:46pm
Yesterday 10:46pm
SO BAD
You stole my heart,
So what’s the bet?
You turn away,
So what’s the catch?
Don’t play that game (yeah)
You’ll never win (yeah)
Don’t leave me here again, without a trace.
Just another syllable,
Of my name and something more.
Pull me closer,
Or push me farther.
My love,
Look at me now.
Baby, decency is out the door,
Virtue had its final blow.
Adrenaline’s aiming its gun.
Oh, I was her,
Now I’m invincible.
Right now, oh I want you so bad.
Nothing left I can say, yeah. ...
So what’s the bet?
You turn away,
So what’s the catch?
Don’t play that game (yeah)
You’ll never win (yeah)
Don’t leave me here again, without a trace.
Just another syllable,
Of my name and something more.
Pull me closer,
Or push me farther.
My love,
Look at me now.
Baby, decency is out the door,
Virtue had its final blow.
Adrenaline’s aiming its gun.
Oh, I was her,
Now I’m invincible.
Right now, oh I want you so bad.
Nothing left I can say, yeah. ...
#romantic
#confessional
#honesty #confusion
#honesty #confusion
8 reads
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Bluevelvete
Poem Published
19th Jan 2021 5:13pm
19th Jan 2021 5:13pm
chances of tender insecurity (a senryú)
he loves me, he loves
me not, he loves me, he loves
me not..... he loves me
me not, he loves me, he loves
me not..... he loves me
#confessional
#senryu
59 reads
22 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
18th Jan 2021 7:32pm
18th Jan 2021 7:32pm
epiphanies, clarity, aging and a sort of gained wisdom
Today, I am no longer.
I am no longer going to need what I know isn't needed in return
Unrequited will no longer be a madness affected
I am no longer going to worry about being too old,
an out of my hands concern, so freeing, that now I can just bask in the solace of an universal truth, that youth will always intoxicate, yet it's wisdom from experience that truly matters in the end.
I am no longer going to procrastinate,
doing in the moment what needs fucking done-
Period.
I am no longer going to allow petty outside forces and their voices...
I am no longer going to need what I know isn't needed in return
Unrequited will no longer be a madness affected
I am no longer going to worry about being too old,
an out of my hands concern, so freeing, that now I can just bask in the solace of an universal truth, that youth will always intoxicate, yet it's wisdom from experience that truly matters in the end.
I am no longer going to procrastinate,
doing in the moment what needs fucking done-
Period.
I am no longer going to allow petty outside forces and their voices...
#hope
#dark
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
73 reads
34 Comments
Eerie
Poem Published
18th Jan 2021 00:26am
18th Jan 2021 00:26am
Plagued
I don't know what has me
clamped down the most: a religion
I've had to sift through for truth,
or my own feelings
of inadequacy.
The two can certainly go
hand in hand (in case you didn't know).
A person can only dig
a well so deep before they realize
the mud walls are a coffin.
How dark would it have to be before
you forget the light? Void-like?
I know big thoughts roll through
like massive clouds sloshing their
innards across our faces.
It shouldn't be this way.
I...
clamped down the most: a religion
I've had to sift through for truth,
or my own feelings
of inadequacy.
The two can certainly go
hand in hand (in case you didn't know).
A person can only dig
a well so deep before they realize
the mud walls are a coffin.
How dark would it have to be before
you forget the light? Void-like?
I know big thoughts roll through
like massive clouds sloshing their
innards across our faces.
It shouldn't be this way.
I...
#spiritual
#confessional
38 reads
12 Comments
Calligraphee
Poem Published
14th Jan 2021 7:08pm
14th Jan 2021 7:08pm
Spotlight
#erotic
#confessional
#dirty #SelfDiscovery
#dirty #SelfDiscovery
125 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
14th Jan 2021 6:58pm
14th Jan 2021 6:58pm
I’m Ready
My heart, mind, and body, seeks good cheer
Inhaling and exhaling for another marathon year
Getting my temple adjusted to the post Covid-19 of training for my first passion
Nike sneakers laced up… Sports bra, Nike shorts running against the wind as my heart rate is hashing
College, grades, profession, editing novels, keeps my mind from crashing
25 pounds of sheer endurance lifting dumbbells
Grimaces, body stiff, muscles fatigued, lactic acid to the knees from pavement pounding, sore palms, the grit of training no one ever...
Inhaling and exhaling for another marathon year
Getting my temple adjusted to the post Covid-19 of training for my first passion
Nike sneakers laced up… Sports bra, Nike shorts running against the wind as my heart rate is hashing
College, grades, profession, editing novels, keeps my mind from crashing
25 pounds of sheer endurance lifting dumbbells
Grimaces, body stiff, muscles fatigued, lactic acid to the knees from pavement pounding, sore palms, the grit of training no one ever...
#identity
#confessional
#LifeGoals
50 reads
17 Comments
CosiestPrism273
Poem Published
13th Jan 2021 7:52pm
13th Jan 2021 7:52pm
This
I'm the villain
That be spilling and instilling
Somehow willing unfulfilling
Never killing
I'm the gritty
In the city
Itty bitty
Gas $1.50
Feeling shitty
By committee
I'm unchosen
Snowman frozen
Road is closing
Nothing goes in
I'm a writer scubadiver
Crazy fighter
Match and lighter
My insider
That be spilling and instilling
Somehow willing unfulfilling
Never killing
I'm the gritty
In the city
Itty bitty
Gas $1.50
Feeling shitty
By committee
I'm unchosen
Snowman frozen
Road is closing
Nothing goes in
I'm a writer scubadiver
Crazy fighter
Match and lighter
My insider
#rhyming
#confessional
#quatrain
19 reads
2 Comments
Oslynray
Rosalyn
Rosalyn
Poem Published
13th Jan 2021 11:18am
13th Jan 2021 11:18am
Doubleheader
Doubleheader
I just don’t know...
Is it smart to stay?
After all the constant rain?
Or should I just go?
One thing I do know?
I’m tired of feeling out of control...
Tired of the push and pull,
Mind vs heart,
I want to move forward...
I really wanna let it all go...
But you act like part of you is stuck,
Like part of you loves him too much,
So you’re wasting all of Our time here
Knowing there’s no trust,
Just LISTEN!
Spirit knows when somethings up.
And you’ve ignored my nudges one too many times...
I just don’t know...
Is it smart to stay?
After all the constant rain?
Or should I just go?
One thing I do know?
I’m tired of feeling out of control...
Tired of the push and pull,
Mind vs heart,
I want to move forward...
I really wanna let it all go...
But you act like part of you is stuck,
Like part of you loves him too much,
So you’re wasting all of Our time here
Knowing there’s no trust,
Just LISTEN!
Spirit knows when somethings up.
And you’ve ignored my nudges one too many times...
#love
#relationships
#confessional #honesty
#confessional #honesty
36 reads
2 Comments
CosiestPrism273
Poem Published
13th Jan 2021 7:34am
13th Jan 2021 7:34am
My thoughts #1
I see more questions than answers. More paths than exits. I see no truth only the unknown. Because what is known has so much more needed to be discovered. Nothing is simple. But yet, everything starts at the same place. Different surroundings but the same old road. We try to learn and as we learn, we learn not only what we know but how little we know. We are so small compared to the universe and what it entails. But yet, we keep fighting to make it ours.
I'm different. We all are. But deep down, we have similarities. Some had a rough upbringing. Some have it rough right now. Some...
I'm different. We all are. But deep down, we have similarities. Some had a rough upbringing. Some have it rough right now. Some...
#motivational
#inspirational
#confessional #StreamOfConsciousness
#confessional #StreamOfConsciousness
28 reads
2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
9th Jan 2021 2:19pm
9th Jan 2021 2:19pm
Historic Note: E.Prunes Run For Cover and Wind Up In Viet Nam
filling fulfilling a self'self-referential
of prophecy, like
some
other
pretenciators, dressed as
rockflowers,
lunching on they's own
gray-matter, 'cause
they don't know
any/no better.
so, on the 'puter, listening to
E. Prunes, (Aug. 1,1967).
((what were you doing on Aug.1st,'67?)).
re'call recall recall not a goddamn
recallable thing other'n E.Prunes.
...
of prophecy, like
some
other
pretenciators, dressed as
rockflowers,
lunching on they's own
gray-matter, 'cause
they don't know
any/no better.
so, on the 'puter, listening to
E. Prunes, (Aug. 1,1967).
((what were you doing on Aug.1st,'67?)).
re'call recall recall not a goddamn
recallable thing other'n E.Prunes.
...
#conflict
#food
#confessional #confusion
#confessional #confusion
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0 Comments
KingBladius
Poem Published
9th Jan 2021 3:24am
9th Jan 2021 3:24am
I Still Struggle
Its true that God has blessed me in many ways
But I still struggle with my mental illness everyday
I try my best not to complain
My pain is a permanent stain
Though the struggle is real
My thoughts are heavy and stronger than steel
Sometimes I have suicidal thoughts
I try to run away from the darkness but eventually I get caught
If I explained my troubles with my family
They might not understand me
I keep my feelings to myself
Honestly I can't really blame no one else
These issues I have to deal with alone
Most of the time I'm...
But I still struggle with my mental illness everyday
I try my best not to complain
My pain is a permanent stain
Though the struggle is real
My thoughts are heavy and stronger than steel
Sometimes I have suicidal thoughts
I try to run away from the darkness but eventually I get caught
If I explained my troubles with my family
They might not understand me
I keep my feelings to myself
Honestly I can't really blame no one else
These issues I have to deal with alone
Most of the time I'm...
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
31 reads
0 Comments
Olivia-H
Poem Published
7th Jan 2021 3:23pm
7th Jan 2021 3:23pm
Free Spirits
If I tell you
With a touch of love
Poets/Poetesses are born
Paradox
Being untouched
Greater poets/poetesses evolve
They are not the poets/poetesses
Just because
They craft rhythmic verses
They are poets because
They glorify, the pain
They admire every little details
They worship, the sublime vibes
They are poets because
They reveal, the truth
They hide, what most
Whatever they serve
It comes straight
From their heart
Raw
Tuning the souls
Giving meaning to life
...
With a touch of love
Poets/Poetesses are born
Paradox
Being untouched
Greater poets/poetesses evolve
They are not the poets/poetesses
Just because
They craft rhythmic verses
They are poets because
They glorify, the pain
They admire every little details
They worship, the sublime vibes
They are poets because
They reveal, the truth
They hide, what most
Whatever they serve
It comes straight
From their heart
Raw
Tuning the souls
Giving meaning to life
...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
37 reads
4 Comments
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