wallyroo92
Poem Published
Today 4:48am
Today 4:48am
An Air of Mystery
Like a card game
Slowly revealing the cards
With strategy and poise
One can pique interest with mystery and intrigue
As others will take notice
Gaining respect and curiosity
Being a little reserved
Becomes an art form
Between a slow revelation and concealment
Keeping an air of mystery about ourselves
Discretion is an important aspect of our lives
Being a little enigmatic is bound to be appealing
May be even fascinating
Being selective with how much and what to share
This restraint protects the core ...
Slowly revealing the cards
With strategy and poise
One can pique interest with mystery and intrigue
As others will take notice
Gaining respect and curiosity
Being a little reserved
Becomes an art form
Between a slow revelation and concealment
Keeping an air of mystery about ourselves
Discretion is an important aspect of our lives
Being a little enigmatic is bound to be appealing
May be even fascinating
Being selective with how much and what to share
This restraint protects the core ...
#confessional
#determination
#identity #NaPoWriMo2024
#identity #NaPoWriMo2024
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:09am
Yesterday 4:09am
The Introvert
For too many years that I give into my fears
Being withdrawn not wanting to interact or socialize
And that in a way stunted my personal growth
Unable to connect with others unwilling to compromise
But I knew I could to come out of my shell
After all I had been a leader in my younger days
It would just take some effort on my behalf
I was still shy but a little more mature in my ways
Then I saw how it improved on relationships
The way I listened, the way spoke, the way I was heard
And that in turned helped me understand myself ...
Being withdrawn not wanting to interact or socialize
And that in a way stunted my personal growth
Unable to connect with others unwilling to compromise
But I knew I could to come out of my shell
After all I had been a leader in my younger days
It would just take some effort on my behalf
I was still shy but a little more mature in my ways
Then I saw how it improved on relationships
The way I listened, the way spoke, the way I was heard
And that in turned helped me understand myself ...
#confessional
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfReflection
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2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:06am
Yesterday 4:06am
Selective Sharing
If we choose to be open books
Then be careful with oversharing
Because some things should be private
Otherwise some won’t be so forbearing
Must we publicize every aspect of our lives?
Is the need to be recognized really that bad?
Undergarments in the sun will have you on the line
And draw the worst criticisms you’ve ever had
Be more diligent, be smarter with your words
Be more selective with what you have and how to say it
Because in oversharing you will certainly be out of touch
And the disconnect will be worse no matter how...
Then be careful with oversharing
Because some things should be private
Otherwise some won’t be so forbearing
Must we publicize every aspect of our lives?
Is the need to be recognized really that bad?
Undergarments in the sun will have you on the line
And draw the worst criticisms you’ve ever had
Be more diligent, be smarter with your words
Be more selective with what you have and how to say it
Because in oversharing you will certainly be out of touch
And the disconnect will be worse no matter how...
#confessional
#NaPoWriMo2024
#PersonalGrowth
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3 Comments
Kinkwizard_95
Poem Published
18th Apr 2024 8:22am
18th Apr 2024 8:22am
What on earth!?
What on earth is happening
What on earth is going on
Can’t keep up with all the calamity
But everything’s going wrong
First my dad gets cancer
Then I find my own mum dead
Now they think I have HIV
And it’s fucking with my head
Just give a girl a fucking break
Let me please chill the fuck out
Need a lie down in a quiet room
It’s stirred up so much doubt
Brother in rehab the year before last
A cousin with a brain tumour too
Got debt coming out my eye balls
And yet I keep plodding on
...
What on earth is going on
Can’t keep up with all the calamity
But everything’s going wrong
First my dad gets cancer
Then I find my own mum dead
Now they think I have HIV
And it’s fucking with my head
Just give a girl a fucking break
Let me please chill the fuck out
Need a lie down in a quiet room
It’s stirred up so much doubt
Brother in rehab the year before last
A cousin with a brain tumour too
Got debt coming out my eye balls
And yet I keep plodding on
...
#anxiety
#confessional
#MentalHealth
#myself
#NaPoWriMo2024
62 reads
5 Comments
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 1:49pm
14th Apr 2024 1:49pm
Confession
I don’t know how much influence
I’ll have in this world
I’m not even sure how much influence
My soul has to my heart
And my heart to my mind
And my mind to my lines
They all seem so
D i s c o n n e c t e d
At times
And if I was being honest
I would have to admit
I have a bit of a compulsive habit
To be less than truthful
Mostly to myself
Surrounding my psyche
With delusions so I’ll never
Have to deal with what’s
Actually rotting within me
I guess now I’ve come to a point
Where...
I’ll have in this world
I’m not even sure how much influence
My soul has to my heart
And my heart to my mind
And my mind to my lines
They all seem so
D i s c o n n e c t e d
At times
And if I was being honest
I would have to admit
I have a bit of a compulsive habit
To be less than truthful
Mostly to myself
Surrounding my psyche
With delusions so I’ll never
Have to deal with what’s
Actually rotting within me
I guess now I’ve come to a point
Where...
#confessional
#NaPoWriMo2024
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neves
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 9:11pm
13th Apr 2024 9:11pm
130°F
Somebody once told me
that i'm pretty feral
about dumbasses
which brings me to
the dumbass i'm
about to throw
down on paper,
if I had it my way
I would have made
you drank a litre of
full proof vodka
because fuckers
like you don't know
what it is to burn,
how it feels to have
your throat shut off
to the point all you
can think about is
is turning back to
bottles of comfort,
the only mercy
i'd allow is to be
able to breathe
through...
that i'm pretty feral
about dumbasses
which brings me to
the dumbass i'm
about to throw
down on paper,
if I had it my way
I would have made
you drank a litre of
full proof vodka
because fuckers
like you don't know
what it is to burn,
how it feels to have
your throat shut off
to the point all you
can think about is
is turning back to
bottles of comfort,
the only mercy
i'd allow is to be
able to breathe
through...
#confessional
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 11:36am
13th Apr 2024 11:36am
marshmallows and razorblades
I'm all soft curves
and easy smiles when I'm happy
and you think you know me
when all you've seen are the good days
Turn the lights out
and I'm a razor blade
that leaves marks on the inside
your skin unmarked
I'm not easy to love
when my moods get dark
and you've never seen me strip
the shine from a soul
when I get scared
and I get mean
I'm all soft curves
and easy smiles on these good days
but don't presume to think that you know me
and easy smiles when I'm happy
and you think you know me
when all you've seen are the good days
Turn the lights out
and I'm a razor blade
that leaves marks on the inside
your skin unmarked
I'm not easy to love
when my moods get dark
and you've never seen me strip
the shine from a soul
when I get scared
and I get mean
I'm all soft curves
and easy smiles on these good days
but don't presume to think that you know me
#confessional
57 reads
4 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 11:30am
13th Apr 2024 11:30am
Heard
I couldn't speak
I didn't dare
For there was
Tension everywhere
So, instead
I poured all
My pain onto paper
Put my ego
To one side
With each word
Filled with satisfaction
Now that I've been heard
I didn't dare
For there was
Tension everywhere
So, instead
I poured all
My pain onto paper
Put my ego
To one side
With each word
Filled with satisfaction
Now that I've been heard
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
51 reads
12 Comments
Kinkwizard_95
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 7:01pm
11th Apr 2024 7:01pm
Pressure
Will someone be my stomach
So I don’t have to eat
Will someone be my eyes
So I don’t have to see
Will someone be my mind
So I don’t have to think
Will someone be my ears
So I don’t have to hear
Will someone be my smile
So I don’t have to laugh
Will someone be my heart
So I don’t have to feel
Will someone be my nose
So I don’t have to smell
Will someone be my voice
So I don’t have to speak
Will someone be my arms
So I don’t have to hug
Can...
So I don’t have to eat
Will someone be my eyes
So I don’t have to see
Will someone be my mind
So I don’t have to think
Will someone be my ears
So I don’t have to hear
Will someone be my smile
So I don’t have to laugh
Will someone be my heart
So I don’t have to feel
Will someone be my nose
So I don’t have to smell
Will someone be my voice
So I don’t have to speak
Will someone be my arms
So I don’t have to hug
Can...
#anxiety
#confessional
#MentalHealth #NaPoWriMo2024
#MentalHealth #NaPoWriMo2024
64 reads
4 Comments
ClovenTongue34
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 6:47am
11th Apr 2024 6:47am
My Heart Is A Bonfire
I voyage onward
Somewhere between the wreckage and the destination
Trying to decipher it all in the analytics of a fractured observation
Overshadowed by the light of days coinciding
The thunder of these moments, memories fighting
Trying to find my spotlight in the sun
Get me over my self
When the heart beat is heavy for ego driven reflections
In these broken record serenades of acceptance cravings for the damages of rejections
My thoughts betray me to heartache
Overdosing on overrated highs
There’s blood on my hands...
Somewhere between the wreckage and the destination
Trying to decipher it all in the analytics of a fractured observation
Overshadowed by the light of days coinciding
The thunder of these moments, memories fighting
Trying to find my spotlight in the sun
Get me over my self
When the heart beat is heavy for ego driven reflections
In these broken record serenades of acceptance cravings for the damages of rejections
My thoughts betray me to heartache
Overdosing on overrated highs
There’s blood on my hands...
#identity
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
168 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 1:19pm
9th Apr 2024 1:19pm
The truth feels so f**king good
#women
#sex
#porn
#motivational
#confessional
138 reads
10 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
Get Out Of My Way
Chances for success,
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
61 reads
4 Comments
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