Least Read Confessional Poems
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(25) R.I.P. Shadow 12.16.23 @ 2:56pm
Part of me died on a Friday night.
I became heartless, running from the light.
Fucking theifs caught flight.
Sentimental possessions robbed on sight.
Fuck what the world has to say!
Nothing’s the same since that day.
It was my pride and joy.
It was more than a toy.
To everybody else, it’s just a material item.
If I saw who it was, I would fight him.
I had the world in the palm of my hands.
There’s no place I couldn’t go, I had plans.
Wishing this was all a dream.
Seeing it disappear, I wanted to scream.
A...
I became heartless, running from the light.
Fucking theifs caught flight.
Sentimental possessions robbed on sight.
Fuck what the world has to say!
Nothing’s the same since that day.
It was my pride and joy.
It was more than a toy.
To everybody else, it’s just a material item.
If I saw who it was, I would fight him.
I had the world in the palm of my hands.
There’s no place I couldn’t go, I had plans.
Wishing this was all a dream.
Seeing it disappear, I wanted to scream.
A...
#confessional
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hibiscus-and-sparrow
flowers giant
pink &
green
projected thru
the window screen
((and the wind blows like the wind
and the wind blows thru the trees
and the wind blows the leaves away
and the wind blows time away
but not the doings of time
...
pink &
green
projected thru
the window screen
((and the wind blows like the wind
and the wind blows thru the trees
and the wind blows the leaves away
and the wind blows time away
but not the doings of time
...
#love
#flowers
#confessional #UnrequitedLove
#confessional #UnrequitedLove
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The Hate in the Darkness
When did I make this transition to a hater?
Dont know if I ever stopped to notice it before
But its clearly there lurking around in my mind
When I hear inspirational stories or read uplifting material
I feel animosity bubble up, like you would with a braggart
As if they're throwing it in my face how great their life is
Or how far they've come in their journey of betterment
Its like, yea fucking great for you. Im so happy for you
The power of positivity. The payoff of perseverence. ...
Dont know if I ever stopped to notice it before
But its clearly there lurking around in my mind
When I hear inspirational stories or read uplifting material
I feel animosity bubble up, like you would with a braggart
As if they're throwing it in my face how great their life is
Or how far they've come in their journey of betterment
Its like, yea fucking great for you. Im so happy for you
The power of positivity. The payoff of perseverence. ...
#confessional
#MentalHealth
#myself #secrets
#myself #secrets
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Insanity
Bring me back to passion
All the things that I once knew
Lost in vain reactions
Broken serenades of failures point of view
Caught up in self traumas of fractures in routine
All the blessings I take for granted
Abusing every breath of the unseen
All the ways I’m disenchanted
Highs and lows, the ups and downs of empty praise
Compensations of heartache in writing
When struggle is just a phrase
I keep speaking like I’m fighting
In truth it all comes crashing
This fabricated narrative of me
The same things I’m...
All the things that I once knew
Lost in vain reactions
Broken serenades of failures point of view
Caught up in self traumas of fractures in routine
All the blessings I take for granted
Abusing every breath of the unseen
All the ways I’m disenchanted
Highs and lows, the ups and downs of empty praise
Compensations of heartache in writing
When struggle is just a phrase
I keep speaking like I’m fighting
In truth it all comes crashing
This fabricated narrative of me
The same things I’m...
#confessional
#NaPoWriMo2024
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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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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self servitude
when people say an action or deed is so self-serving
it's always implied it's a negative thing
creates such conflict within me
as I think...
if I could apply the same understanding
equal forgiveness & compassion
...to myself...
...as I do so easily for others
look with loving eyes on my own infractions
perhaps there wouldn't be so much anxiety
such heavy self-loathing
to see me as I can see others
regardless of my failures...
...would it be so evil to be that self-serving
...just asking
it's so hard to think of...
it's always implied it's a negative thing
creates such conflict within me
as I think...
if I could apply the same understanding
equal forgiveness & compassion
...to myself...
...as I do so easily for others
look with loving eyes on my own infractions
perhaps there wouldn't be so much anxiety
such heavy self-loathing
to see me as I can see others
regardless of my failures...
...would it be so evil to be that self-serving
...just asking
it's so hard to think of...
#confessional
#shame
#confusion #emotions
#confusion #emotions
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Excquisite fur
A white cat
with exquisite fur
I got the habit of licking myself every day.
I write poetry
And I cleanse up.
with exquisite fur
I got the habit of licking myself every day.
I write poetry
And I cleanse up.
#confessional
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getting back on track
I'm not gonna lie
I'm pissed
it shouldn't have happened
...but it did
it's a mess...
well...I am...in some respects
...in others...I'm solid
I could rail at the injustice of it all
rake him thoroughly over the coals
categorically listing the sordid details
...to what end?
it is what it is
and I'm still standing
holding my ground
I've come out of the dark & my light is still shining...
...if a little diminished
picking up pieces of illusion serves no useful purpose
in the end...
...I let him through...
I'm pissed
it shouldn't have happened
...but it did
it's a mess...
well...I am...in some respects
...in others...I'm solid
I could rail at the injustice of it all
rake him thoroughly over the coals
categorically listing the sordid details
...to what end?
it is what it is
and I'm still standing
holding my ground
I've come out of the dark & my light is still shining...
...if a little diminished
picking up pieces of illusion serves no useful purpose
in the end...
...I let him through...
#anger
#confessional
#learning
#MovingOn
#PersonalGrowth
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ignition is just a spark
23 of 30
I wonder how many times I reached for the fire
already knowing I was going to get burnt
it's not something I ever acknowledged
...in the moment
like a child with a fistful of candy
I only knew I wanted it
never mind the pain that would be waiting
indulging my longing
...if only to feel alive
because what makes blood pump stronger than love...or passion
always understanding...of course...
though they might come in tandem
...they're not one & the same
but did it register before I leapt into the flame...
I wonder how many times I reached for the fire
already knowing I was going to get burnt
it's not something I ever acknowledged
...in the moment
like a child with a fistful of candy
I only knew I wanted it
never mind the pain that would be waiting
indulging my longing
...if only to feel alive
because what makes blood pump stronger than love...or passion
always understanding...of course...
though they might come in tandem
...they're not one & the same
but did it register before I leapt into the flame...
#confessional
#honesty
#love #NaPoWriMo2024
#love #NaPoWriMo2024
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Poet's Crush On A Poet Crush
I’m not the type to let my guard down so easily,
But when i see your name popup and my update
Shows your last post,
It’s like my heart wants to jump and melt,
in front Of the screen while I read your senses rise so vividly,
The way you make my cheeks upset,
For continuous smiles that your alphabet evoked,
I can’t help it but dream of a night filled with scribbled puzzles
Of you and me when we collaborate on a sensual intimacy of rhythmic,
Flow of movement, we danced together on this platform,
The way you make my mind go wild and insanely...
But when i see your name popup and my update
Shows your last post,
It’s like my heart wants to jump and melt,
in front Of the screen while I read your senses rise so vividly,
The way you make my cheeks upset,
For continuous smiles that your alphabet evoked,
I can’t help it but dream of a night filled with scribbled puzzles
Of you and me when we collaborate on a sensual intimacy of rhythmic,
Flow of movement, we danced together on this platform,
The way you make my mind go wild and insanely...
#kindness
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
#FallingInLove
#crush
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36 Comments
The Lady Blue (About The Baby)
Life isn't always so easy in the Big Easy. You'll see what I mean. Not too long after Gary and I tied the knot, I turned up pregnant. That was the good part but then the dreams began. My baby was going to be a beautiful blessing in our lives when born. However, I was having dreams I couldn't shake off of something bad happening to the child. I just didn't understand why they were happening.
It's true that not all of my dreams come true. That is a good thing. The problem with it is I never know one way or the other. It's just the way it goes for me.
I have...
It's true that not all of my dreams come true. That is a good thing. The problem with it is I never know one way or the other. It's just the way it goes for me.
I have...
#breakup
#confessional
#conflict
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Circular neurotic thoughts
Applause to my depression
Circular neurotic thoughts
That write all the poetry for me
All I have is just sit
And let the guy do the work.
Circular neurotic thoughts
That write all the poetry for me
All I have is just sit
And let the guy do the work.
#confessional
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DU Poetry : Least Read Confessional Poems