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.
neves
Poem Published
26th Nov 2023 9:43am
26th Nov 2023 9:43am
The one who couldn't settle much
You come with
no warning signs
in little words with
short sentences
hitting nerves
of broken minds
and broken souls,
then you leave
to somewhere else
where nobody can
hunt your bones
and you return
to this empty bed
you know better
than anyone else,
where cold hands
from long nights
get lost inside
my red curls
scratched skin
finally resting
as the poison
works out of
your system,
velvet tones
execute words ...
no warning signs
in little words with
short sentences
hitting nerves
of broken minds
and broken souls,
then you leave
to somewhere else
where nobody can
hunt your bones
and you return
to this empty bed
you know better
than anyone else,
where cold hands
from long nights
get lost inside
my red curls
scratched skin
finally resting
as the poison
works out of
your system,
velvet tones
execute words ...
#confessional
#humankind
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
26th Nov 2023 3:12am
26th Nov 2023 3:12am
ascension of Babel
the wind curls around the house
in full-bodied howl
making the porch rails hum
and I'm reminded of you
...of us...
how laughter used to rattle our lives
turning the most mundane into moments of hilarity
entertained by things no one else knew
...or could see
because giggles covered the screaming of our personal demons
creating a temporary sanctuary
and like a ghost who won't move on
your memory still haunts
words still echoing in my head I thought I'd already said...
...but perhaps they bear repeating...
there are...
in full-bodied howl
making the porch rails hum
and I'm reminded of you
...of us...
how laughter used to rattle our lives
turning the most mundane into moments of hilarity
entertained by things no one else knew
...or could see
because giggles covered the screaming of our personal demons
creating a temporary sanctuary
and like a ghost who won't move on
your memory still haunts
words still echoing in my head I thought I'd already said...
...but perhaps they bear repeating...
there are...
#sadness
#confessional
#acceptance #IMissYou
#acceptance #IMissYou
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LonelyThinker
Poem Published
25th Nov 2023 8:18pm
25th Nov 2023 8:18pm
Don't Worry
Unpack everything I own
Hide it all away
Keep hoping it vanishes
This doesn't really feel like home,
Just another unknown zone.
Always been a bit awkward,
kinda strange
Sometimes a blur, not fully here.
Fix all my mistakes,
turn them crystal clear
Sometimes feeling awkward
in a room
House on fire, no alarm to hit.
Walls melting, getting sick of it
Never the favorite but I've seen it all
Then came an invite to the irrational ball.
Maybe bring friends
Maybe have fun ...
Hide it all away
Keep hoping it vanishes
This doesn't really feel like home,
Just another unknown zone.
Always been a bit awkward,
kinda strange
Sometimes a blur, not fully here.
Fix all my mistakes,
turn them crystal clear
Sometimes feeling awkward
in a room
House on fire, no alarm to hit.
Walls melting, getting sick of it
Never the favorite but I've seen it all
Then came an invite to the irrational ball.
Maybe bring friends
Maybe have fun ...
#confessional
#uplifting
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
25th Nov 2023 1:16am
25th Nov 2023 1:16am
The Cultivation of Innocence and Purity
- The Cultivation of Innocence and Purity -
As of this past Wednesday, I will not be going back to see the therapist I have been seeing for such a long time now... we had a major difference of opinion regarding my childlike aspects and she just did not seem to understand that part of me at all. She thought it was something I retreat to in times of stress or worry or pain, or great difficulty and the like... but it is not. It is something that is always a part of me and it simply becomes more obvious and evident when I let it fully show, rather than putting on an adult facade for...
As of this past Wednesday, I will not be going back to see the therapist I have been seeing for such a long time now... we had a major difference of opinion regarding my childlike aspects and she just did not seem to understand that part of me at all. She thought it was something I retreat to in times of stress or worry or pain, or great difficulty and the like... but it is not. It is something that is always a part of me and it simply becomes more obvious and evident when I let it fully show, rather than putting on an adult facade for...
#love
#religion
#spiritual
#confessional
#philosophical
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Naajir
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2023 8:17pm
23rd Nov 2023 8:17pm
Flowers Episode 1: Soul Soldier
I was humbled
When she first uttered those words
Out loud..in a crowd full of poets
Soul Soldier
Indeed I felt those weighted words
Egotistical yet introverted
I wasn't sure how to show my appreciation
Thus the apprehension
But as Time humbles
I see what she always saw
True and full of Blues
She understood my Soldier
The one that carries on in spite of myself
That lone Underdog
On a hill littered with convictions
Fighting for Love...for art
For my own humanity
Dodging...
When she first uttered those words
Out loud..in a crowd full of poets
Soul Soldier
Indeed I felt those weighted words
Egotistical yet introverted
I wasn't sure how to show my appreciation
Thus the apprehension
But as Time humbles
I see what she always saw
True and full of Blues
She understood my Soldier
The one that carries on in spite of myself
That lone Underdog
On a hill littered with convictions
Fighting for Love...for art
For my own humanity
Dodging...
#friendship
#flowers
#confessional
#anniversary
#gratitude
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neves
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2023 1:44am
23rd Nov 2023 1:44am
I don't blame you for craving that edge
to want something
that annihilates
everything you
have ever known
as sheltered
flesh unravels
into wilderness
and regimental
bones shatter
to the floor,
I was street
enough to see
it dialating in
your pupils
as lips curl
to abstain
from that
hunger
I know
well.
that annihilates
everything you
have ever known
as sheltered
flesh unravels
into wilderness
and regimental
bones shatter
to the floor,
I was street
enough to see
it dialating in
your pupils
as lips curl
to abstain
from that
hunger
I know
well.
#erotic
#nature
#confessional
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2023 10:07pm
22nd Nov 2023 10:07pm
girly girl 101...fail
I feel like there was a rule we were supposed to learn...
...maybe in school...
...on how to be a "proper" girl
I don't know what year it would have been but I missed it
that thing of not being heard...
...only ever seen
...even then only fully made up & artfully dressed
the war paint face, I reckon
again...yeah...I didn't get it
and that lesson in the art of flirting
...empty...giggly...vapid
nope, not me
I was the one with a mouth...
never trying to stand out...
...it just happened...
in the way that...
...maybe in school...
...on how to be a "proper" girl
I don't know what year it would have been but I missed it
that thing of not being heard...
...only ever seen
...even then only fully made up & artfully dressed
the war paint face, I reckon
again...yeah...I didn't get it
and that lesson in the art of flirting
...empty...giggly...vapid
nope, not me
I was the one with a mouth...
never trying to stand out...
...it just happened...
in the way that...
#confessional
#memories
#honesty #SelfDiscovery
#honesty #SelfDiscovery
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neves
Poem Published
21st Nov 2023 10:57pm
21st Nov 2023 10:57pm
Anatomy of a sole
Most humans your age
don't know what it is
walking away from
something they
loved doing
how much a kick
in the teeth it is
accepting lower
than you fiercely
provided before,
they don't know
each torment you
have gone through
to survive another
day living outside
the outskirts of
everything
but you know
better than most
living at your age,
perhaps even
those we're meant
to believe are more
worldly than us for
walking on earth ...
don't know what it is
walking away from
something they
loved doing
how much a kick
in the teeth it is
accepting lower
than you fiercely
provided before,
they don't know
each torment you
have gone through
to survive another
day living outside
the outskirts of
everything
but you know
better than most
living at your age,
perhaps even
those we're meant
to believe are more
worldly than us for
walking on earth ...
#confessional
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
20th Nov 2023 10:05pm
20th Nov 2023 10:05pm
run-on life
somebody asked me
why don't I use punctuation
or capitalize the beginning of a line
apparently they found it offensive
lazy...or some such nonsense
well...the answer is this
my writing reflects my life
I write as I think
and my experience of existence...
...seems to have always been one long run-on sentence
it all runs madly together...
...with the occasional ellipses
while the system is still loading
...before throwing me back into the chaos
where I'm forced to sort through the rubble
trying to make sense of it ...
why don't I use punctuation
or capitalize the beginning of a line
apparently they found it offensive
lazy...or some such nonsense
well...the answer is this
my writing reflects my life
I write as I think
and my experience of existence...
...seems to have always been one long run-on sentence
it all runs madly together...
...with the occasional ellipses
while the system is still loading
...before throwing me back into the chaos
where I'm forced to sort through the rubble
trying to make sense of it ...
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
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neves
Poem Published
19th Nov 2023 1:07am
19th Nov 2023 1:07am
Solus
If you're doing it
for financial gain,
popularity or to
attract the one
i'd put that pen
down on the table
especially if I was
someone like you,
this road leads
to endless routes
our purposes often
require isolation
and the silence
is so beautiful
that others will
not know how
to handle us,
it's an unspoken
rule hiding away
behind words
each hand
has written
once you know
this it doesn't
stop not even
for...
for financial gain,
popularity or to
attract the one
i'd put that pen
down on the table
especially if I was
someone like you,
this road leads
to endless routes
our purposes often
require isolation
and the silence
is so beautiful
that others will
not know how
to handle us,
it's an unspoken
rule hiding away
behind words
each hand
has written
once you know
this it doesn't
stop not even
for...
#dark
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
17th Nov 2023 9:52pm
17th Nov 2023 9:52pm
[un]restricted guidelines (remix) - featuring Naajir
let me see if I've got this right {w}rite
you wanna poetically please me
well, baby, go ahead
I’d be happy to indulgently spread
but you better do more than just tease me
cuz a creative mind is the most potent aphrodisiac
the ultimate turn on
so if we're gonna do this
here’s how it goes...
drop it on my tongue
all those rigid consonants & creamy vowels
working their delicious way in
leaving me all hot & bothered
fanning my lyrical flames
face flushed
crossing my metaphoric legs
as my muse snatches up...
you wanna poetically please me
well, baby, go ahead
I’d be happy to indulgently spread
but you better do more than just tease me
cuz a creative mind is the most potent aphrodisiac
the ultimate turn on
so if we're gonna do this
here’s how it goes...
drop it on my tongue
all those rigid consonants & creamy vowels
working their delicious way in
leaving me all hot & bothered
fanning my lyrical flames
face flushed
crossing my metaphoric legs
as my muse snatches up...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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6 Comments
neves
Poem Published
16th Nov 2023 8:50pm
16th Nov 2023 8:50pm
Fight like Gods
A mutual showed
me your picture
without consent
I couldn't help
seeing the rage
hidden inside
scorched desert
running down
half of your
red hair,
instanty taken
back to the day
when it poured
down with rain
hitting each leaf
before it finally
touched the soil
where we didn't
fight like men
nor women
or even like
human beings
we fight like gods,
your asteroid
mouth sending
triads into my ...
me your picture
without consent
I couldn't help
seeing the rage
hidden inside
scorched desert
running down
half of your
red hair,
instanty taken
back to the day
when it poured
down with rain
hitting each leaf
before it finally
touched the soil
where we didn't
fight like men
nor women
or even like
human beings
we fight like gods,
your asteroid
mouth sending
triads into my ...
#conflict
#violence
#universe #confessional
#universe #confessional
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