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.
cloventongue89
Poem Published
Today 6:18am
Today 6:18am
Rebirth Defect
No gift to soothe conscience
Heart singed by its own flame
Brought to a place of sorrow
Seeking penance once again
Repeat offender, my smile betrays
Laughter to mask the grief
I need the heaviness to heal
Humbling myself
Let Your love go deeper than my shame
Who am I to be known, when actions deny
In chains I speak of freedom
Voicing truth as I live a lie
Taking heart against a world overcome
Coming against the world in me
Fire to purge the lips of my life
Teach my walk to speak of true identity
More than just an...
Heart singed by its own flame
Brought to a place of sorrow
Seeking penance once again
Repeat offender, my smile betrays
Laughter to mask the grief
I need the heaviness to heal
Humbling myself
Let Your love go deeper than my shame
Who am I to be known, when actions deny
In chains I speak of freedom
Voicing truth as I live a lie
Taking heart against a world overcome
Coming against the world in me
Fire to purge the lips of my life
Teach my walk to speak of true identity
More than just an...
#identity
#faith
#spiritual
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
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BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 9:18pm
30th Jul 2021 9:18pm
“I’m Just A Realist” ... A Poem written by Big Virge 2/7/2021
Now .....
When It Comes To How I Think ...
I’m Just A ... REALIST ...
So Don’t Deal In Fallacies ...
I’m Real Like ... REALITY ... !!!
So Reality’s What Feeds ...
My Use of Poetry ...
That’s Born From Big V ..
Or Yes That’s Right Big Virge ...
A True Word Connoisseur ...
of ... REALITY Verse ... !!!
And Truthful Spoken Words ...
That REJECTS The ... Absurd ...
And Unlearns What’s Been Learned ...
That Makes Some Humans Turn ...
Into People Who Hurt ...
As If ... It Is Their Work ... ...
When It Comes To How I Think ...
I’m Just A ... REALIST ...
So Don’t Deal In Fallacies ...
I’m Real Like ... REALITY ... !!!
So Reality’s What Feeds ...
My Use of Poetry ...
That’s Born From Big V ..
Or Yes That’s Right Big Virge ...
A True Word Connoisseur ...
of ... REALITY Verse ... !!!
And Truthful Spoken Words ...
That REJECTS The ... Absurd ...
And Unlearns What’s Been Learned ...
That Makes Some Humans Turn ...
Into People Who Hurt ...
As If ... It Is Their Work ... ...
#relationships
#confessional
#honesty
#racism
#myself
10 reads
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Cipher_O
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 2:35pm
30th Jul 2021 2:35pm
Mantis
Dweller of shadows.
Integrated -
Into the flows,
Created
or
Recreated
in
Sorrows
in
Solos
of
Pianos
Made of space age echoes
Of eternity
if
You see
like
I see
if
You feel
like
Me.
Integrated -
Into the flows,
Created
or
Recreated
in
Sorrows
in
Solos
of
Pianos
Made of space age echoes
Of eternity
if
You see
like
I see
if
You feel
like
Me.
#dark
#spiritual
#confessional
#aliens
#SelfDiscovery
15 reads
4 Comments
cloventongue89
Poem Published
29th Jul 2021 1:37pm
29th Jul 2021 1:37pm
Blind Beholder
Call me gifted in expression
Yet without change
When words lose their meaning
And confessions are far from noble
Getting back up again
After I've made a liar of myself
In hopes it'll be the last time
Self-control versus chemical reactions
Speaking of freedom
Where does the bondage lie?
No chains to externalize
Just the entrapment of me
Try to quantify and compartmentalize
Ethereal idealization
I want to believe that there is more
But I'm afraid of vows
When I'm better said than lived
When...
Yet without change
When words lose their meaning
And confessions are far from noble
Getting back up again
After I've made a liar of myself
In hopes it'll be the last time
Self-control versus chemical reactions
Speaking of freedom
Where does the bondage lie?
No chains to externalize
Just the entrapment of me
Try to quantify and compartmentalize
Ethereal idealization
I want to believe that there is more
But I'm afraid of vows
When I'm better said than lived
When...
#lust
#confessional
#addiction
#SelfReflection
#despair
20 reads
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PoetSpeak
Poem Published
29th Jul 2021 7:55am
29th Jul 2021 7:55am
Lone Rider - Hybrid Floral - Meaning of Life
Riding the rail
Out of town
Nobody sleeps
Hobo blues
Tried to fit in
Conform
Pastel golf shirts
I'm dressed all in black
Barrio art studio
I paint my magic
Cheap rent and broken glass
Lone Rider working the pretty
Out of town
Nobody sleeps
Hobo blues
Tried to fit in
Conform
Pastel golf shirts
I'm dressed all in black
Barrio art studio
I paint my magic
Cheap rent and broken glass
Lone Rider working the pretty
#identity
#confessional
#art #acceptance
#art #acceptance
31 reads
10 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Poem Published
27th Jul 2021 8:28pm
27th Jul 2021 8:28pm
Granite dreams
Two hundred feet up
tied above the abyss
a simple first date
with a potential mate
climbing granite walls
adventure challenging falls
a mischievous smirk
erogenous desires lurk
abandoned climbing tights
upon the granite heights
Aphrodite in safety harness
upon my expanding hardness
oh what a belay
as we sensually play
the world existing on the edge
resting on a six inch ledge
our screams of completion
an obvious confession
of erotic bondage
upon this granite stage
tied above the abyss
a simple first date
with a potential mate
climbing granite walls
adventure challenging falls
a mischievous smirk
erogenous desires lurk
abandoned climbing tights
upon the granite heights
Aphrodite in safety harness
upon my expanding hardness
oh what a belay
as we sensually play
the world existing on the edge
resting on a six inch ledge
our screams of completion
an obvious confession
of erotic bondage
upon this granite stage
#lust
#BDSM
#confessional #passion
#confessional #passion
45 reads
7 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
24th Jul 2021 9:38am
24th Jul 2021 9:38am
Episodes of High Strangeness 4.0
Holographic Gnosis
Prison is in your mind,
because
society is a prison;
inspect the nature of society,
how the hologram works;
Basic functions
depend on
an interaction
with
society;
therefore,
you must enter & exit the prison,
practically,
on a daily basis,
mastering
the process;
The bars exist in society,
and are projected
into the mind
like…
A televised hologram,
Holographic.
Prison is in your mind,
because
society is a prison;
inspect the nature of society,
how the hologram works;
Basic functions
depend on
an interaction
with
society;
therefore,
you must enter & exit the prison,
practically,
on a daily basis,
mastering
the process;
The bars exist in society,
and are projected
into the mind
like…
A televised hologram,
Holographic.
#faith
#fate
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#SelfDiscovery
29 reads
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Cipher_O
Poem Published
24th Jul 2021 9:36am
24th Jul 2021 9:36am
The Phenomenon
Orb appears -
A horizon of tree tops,
hovering…
A stillness that stirs
Into internalized
profundity,
inmost froze -
A process in sideways
Clockwise,
Dismantled time,
dimension -
A definitive separation,
pulsation,
Singular
Heart beat -
Ponderous pondering,
observing,
insectoid orbs of become
Dark
Night, cricket silence,
stillness,
into appearance
of
Illusion?
Orb begins
to
draw
near,
...
A horizon of tree tops,
hovering…
A stillness that stirs
Into internalized
profundity,
inmost froze -
A process in sideways
Clockwise,
Dismantled time,
dimension -
A definitive separation,
pulsation,
Singular
Heart beat -
Ponderous pondering,
observing,
insectoid orbs of become
Dark
Night, cricket silence,
stillness,
into appearance
of
Illusion?
Orb begins
to
draw
near,
...
#confessional
#LifeChangingMoment
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
#risk
25 reads
2 Comments
Sunderish
Sunder
Sunder
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2021 5:45pm
23rd Jul 2021 5:45pm
Forsaken.
Of daffodils and springs beginning,
And a saint that keeps him sinning
A fever dream, and discarded love letters
He sets his knees upon an alter, observing,
A secret congregation, all of
Which seek to hear his ill confessions
No gods nor angels dare to heed his call
Forsaken mutt, abomination to all
But late at night, his prayers go silent
A soothing hand now holding so gently
To his sagging shoulders.
Their unspoken conversations
No call for forgiveness, nor demand
To rectify, only wordless promises,
a mutual pinning...
And a saint that keeps him sinning
A fever dream, and discarded love letters
He sets his knees upon an alter, observing,
A secret congregation, all of
Which seek to hear his ill confessions
No gods nor angels dare to heed his call
Forsaken mutt, abomination to all
But late at night, his prayers go silent
A soothing hand now holding so gently
To his sagging shoulders.
Their unspoken conversations
No call for forgiveness, nor demand
To rectify, only wordless promises,
a mutual pinning...
#sadness
#loneliness
#confessional #SelfReflection
#confessional #SelfReflection
16 reads
0 Comments
_AtomicBane_
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2021 3:56am
23rd Jul 2021 3:56am
Pinned
#lust
#sex
#confessional
#dirty
#passion
187 reads
3 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2021 8:33am
22nd Jul 2021 8:33am
6 as a 9
Repression stored -
a vineyard of silence,
across the line of the lips
as still as statuesque
Protrusion
Portraying endurance,
expressed
in spokesperson
eyes
of mad bomb.
Words across the screen
are seen -
and seem
to say – Something uncertain,
The eyes are… Certain.
Pull back the curtain,
sensuous inspiration -
in words written
in liberation
by
artists of trysts
&
linguists of flesh
as ink
under
the ...
a vineyard of silence,
across the line of the lips
as still as statuesque
Protrusion
Portraying endurance,
expressed
in spokesperson
eyes
of mad bomb.
Words across the screen
are seen -
and seem
to say – Something uncertain,
The eyes are… Certain.
Pull back the curtain,
sensuous inspiration -
in words written
in liberation
by
artists of trysts
&
linguists of flesh
as ink
under
the ...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#PowerOfWords
#SelfDiscovery
41 reads
2 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2021 8:32am
22nd Jul 2021 8:32am
Penetrate and maintain hold of the vision.
Penetrate
The world
is
a hyperbaric chamber
over
my heart,
and
my veins
are
circulations
of
anxiety
or
sadness,
sometimes.
It has always been thus;
In my self, I have learned to trust,
and
just…
Penetrate
The world
is
a hyperbaric chamber
over
my heart,
and
my veins
are
circulations
of
anxiety
or
sadness,
sometimes.
It has always been thus;
In my self, I have learned to trust,
and
just…
Penetrate
#sadness
#anxiety
#shadows
#confessional
#fear
28 reads
4 Comments
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