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.
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 8:35pm
15th Apr 2024 8:35pm
Black curlies
I got a lot of characters
And I feel them all
You are the quantum guy
The dark knight
With black curlies
You are the prince from a mistery land
You are the charmer that gets me lost in those eyes
Oh let no one look them but me
That line of almond in there
How you close them when you kiss
You are the guy with that soft voice
Please wake me up every midnight
And ask robotically if I need a glass of water
I just need to hear that voice
Cuddles my ears
You are the smart guy
I talk to this philosopher from a far away...
And I feel them all
You are the quantum guy
The dark knight
With black curlies
You are the prince from a mistery land
You are the charmer that gets me lost in those eyes
Oh let no one look them but me
That line of almond in there
How you close them when you kiss
You are the guy with that soft voice
Please wake me up every midnight
And ask robotically if I need a glass of water
I just need to hear that voice
Cuddles my ears
You are the smart guy
I talk to this philosopher from a far away...
#confessional
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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
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a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 10:48am
14th Apr 2024 10:48am
Fluffy dick
I love you dear
I love the fluffy tip of your dick
I find exhilirating joy in looking your silhoutte in the streets of the city
I find paradise in looking that angelic face
I love your shit
I want to lick it
Dirty bitch tasting your honey
I love your voice
Feminine and robotic and immature
I want to squish that dick
You desiring other ones
You just make me more horny
I know that is sick
The word love
Is too poor
I just want to die there in your arms
When you thrust me
Only then I will find peace ...
I love the fluffy tip of your dick
I find exhilirating joy in looking your silhoutte in the streets of the city
I find paradise in looking that angelic face
I love your shit
I want to lick it
Dirty bitch tasting your honey
I love your voice
Feminine and robotic and immature
I want to squish that dick
You desiring other ones
You just make me more horny
I know that is sick
The word love
Is too poor
I just want to die there in your arms
When you thrust me
Only then I will find peace ...
#confessional
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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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a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 8:47pm
13th Apr 2024 8:47pm
Obssesions of a tech lover
Oh my dear
I want to occupy as much of your Ram as possible
Just burn it out.
The whole of it.
I want to occupy as much of your Ram as possible
Just burn it out.
The whole of it.
#confessional
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DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 4:22pm
13th Apr 2024 4:22pm
Craving To Know
I wonder what it is that drives it?
This curiosity
to hear a hushed confession
when you crossed a line
Rarely, ever shared
but I sense it sometimes,
like a trigger that gets you flared
I want to study your appetite
so that at least, this go
I might truly get it right
I've seen signs of it;
those nipples
tightly pressed
against the covering
And I'm certain.
that the worry of jealousy
holds you back,
or perhaps it is simply
the thrill of owning a secret
it...
This curiosity
to hear a hushed confession
when you crossed a line
Rarely, ever shared
but I sense it sometimes,
like a trigger that gets you flared
I want to study your appetite
so that at least, this go
I might truly get it right
I've seen signs of it;
those nipples
tightly pressed
against the covering
And I'm certain.
that the worry of jealousy
holds you back,
or perhaps it is simply
the thrill of owning a secret
it...
#lust
#secrets
#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
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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
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a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 11:05am
13th Apr 2024 11:05am
Fluffy
If he were a prostitute
I would fuck him and pay him for it
He has got a long
White dick
With an amazing architecture
I love it swollen in my mouth
How that tip is fluffy
distinctive from the rest of it
Yeah I like that fuck in its spoilt ways
That does not like me at all.
I would fuck him and pay him for it
He has got a long
White dick
With an amazing architecture
I love it swollen in my mouth
How that tip is fluffy
distinctive from the rest of it
Yeah I like that fuck in its spoilt ways
That does not like me at all.
#confessional
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a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
12th Apr 2024 9:20pm
12th Apr 2024 9:20pm
Wagging my tail
A bitch in heat
Wagging my tail
An eagle with arms
Cut
Defeated
I flinched
I made my way home
Wagging my tail
An eagle with arms
Cut
Defeated
I flinched
I made my way home
#confessional
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Her
Poem Published
12th Apr 2024 2:00pm
12th Apr 2024 2:00pm
I love a few…
I’ve got a big heart
So big
It can fit
More than one
I’ve found that life
People
Offer various gifts
And not one gift alone
Satisfies
Sometimes it’s a dilemma
But it’s certainly
Not boring
Kinda keeps me
On my toes
On cloud nine
Riding a roller coaster
I wouldn’t trade it though
I was alone
For far too long
I’ll take this
Over that
Any day
So big
It can fit
More than one
I’ve found that life
People
Offer various gifts
And not one gift alone
Satisfies
Sometimes it’s a dilemma
But it’s certainly
Not boring
Kinda keeps me
On my toes
On cloud nine
Riding a roller coaster
I wouldn’t trade it though
I was alone
For far too long
I’ll take this
Over that
Any day
#love
#relationships
#confessional
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a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 11:20pm
11th Apr 2024 11:20pm
Chasing a male
I have always ran on the other side of the house and chased the male.
What does he dream of.
What turns him on.
Sometimes I think a female is far away from him.
An enstranged creature she has an eros of her own.
Two vocabularies that just do not correspond.
Just make a bird hear a famous human artist.
I have alwayd chased a male,
Standing there,
At the corner of my house,
And I know,
I will never meet him.
What does he dream of.
What turns him on.
Sometimes I think a female is far away from him.
An enstranged creature she has an eros of her own.
Two vocabularies that just do not correspond.
Just make a bird hear a famous human artist.
I have alwayd chased a male,
Standing there,
At the corner of my house,
And I know,
I will never meet him.
#confessional
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