Poems about Myself
#myself
Honest and revealing poems about self awareness and self help. This section, poems about myself, lets writers explore how they see themselves and how they think others see them.
yelluw_always
Poem Published
Today 6:33am
Today 6:33am
I rub upon your 4/30
I rub upon your
temples
coarse
finger grains
fine
the microcosm
the mica
the pumice
of breaking apart
i could break it down
phonetically
with eye
naked
exfoliated
but the ocular
that’s learned how things occur
the abstract
mold concept
superimposed
rods
cones
making wind
stone
my words
pottery
they are the clay
living poetry
ephemeral dirt
in oyster shells
temples
coarse
finger grains
fine
the microcosm
the mica
the pumice
of breaking apart
i could break it down
phonetically
with eye
naked
exfoliated
but the ocular
that’s learned how things occur
the abstract
mold concept
superimposed
rods
cones
making wind
stone
my words
pottery
they are the clay
living poetry
ephemeral dirt
in oyster shells
#identity
#myself
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yelluw_always
Poem Published
Today 6:01am
Today 6:01am
I want to say 3/30
I want to say
trip the
light
fantastic but it means to
dance
this is not what I want to say here
I want to sign a
requiem
for a
dream but that’s
a movie
for tripping
it’s telling me all kinds of
things
it’s gesturing me
to
conduct
compose
di-
a -
gram
a
mirror
of
my own
light
it’s telling
me to
own lines
and let’s not
drown
in the mirror
of others
I’m...
trip the
light
fantastic but it means to
dance
this is not what I want to say here
I want to sign a
requiem
for a
dream but that’s
a movie
for tripping
it’s telling me all kinds of
things
it’s gesturing me
to
conduct
compose
di-
a -
gram
a
mirror
of
my own
light
it’s telling
me to
own lines
and let’s not
drown
in the mirror
of others
I’m...
#identity
#myself
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Everyday_Author
Randall
Randall
Poem Published
Today 1:09am
Today 1:09am
Death, anxiety and Fear
Anxiety is overwhelming
Thoughts of my end are tainting my well-being; no evidence that it's fast-approaching, but still the worry is all-consuming
Fear of future panic
fear of future pain
I can't put into better words
What is happening to me
All of the color from life has drained
and I wait...
Thoughts of my end are tainting my well-being; no evidence that it's fast-approaching, but still the worry is all-consuming
Fear of future panic
fear of future pain
I can't put into better words
What is happening to me
All of the color from life has drained
and I wait...
#anxiety
#death
#myself
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Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:44am
Yesterday 9:44am
Mollycoddling
(four of 30 - Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2020)
Sigh. . .
another evening
another night
…alone
I hugged the 2nd pillow
tighter this ebb’d spring
in the desert
for no reason
other than I am preparing
to dream –
lonely. . .
Memories of
Yes, they knew,
understood my
love
moreover
my need
for intimacy
*****
As I coddle my pillow this night
as many past nights
& nights to come
i am reminded that I need
to be kinder to myself.
...
Sigh. . .
another evening
another night
…alone
I hugged the 2nd pillow
tighter this ebb’d spring
in the desert
for no reason
other than I am preparing
to dream –
lonely. . .
Memories of
Yes, they knew,
understood my
love
moreover
my need
for intimacy
*****
As I coddle my pillow this night
as many past nights
& nights to come
i am reminded that I need
to be kinder to myself.
...
#myself
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2020
35 reads
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Matthias_Crossed
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:53am
Yesterday 6:53am
I am
I never truly understood what people meant by they used music to escape. Well i thought i didn't. I thought "why would I need an escape? and how could someone ever escape through something as simple as sound". I never really remembered actually listening to music until the other night. I put on my headphones and just let the music hit me and as it did, the memories followed. Crashing into me hard and overwhelming me. I will admit i cried for so long.
What I remembered the most was those soft moment between songs. Where the music fades and I fell back into the world around me....
What I remembered the most was those soft moment between songs. Where the music fades and I fell back into the world around me....
#anger
#depression
#myself #suffering
#myself #suffering
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Cloven_Zonkle
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:46am
Yesterday 5:46am
Excellent Training – In Jeans – A Snag
In jeans, a relationship, a
snag between my legs
It covers the skin, covers
the skin
I have never encountered
a strange animal
It didn't hurt me
Do you have a dog
tongue? Or a cat? It's
hard to shake his head
and see. Maybe you want
to do that
Different eyes, waiting for
my pain to disappear and
eager to know me,
E
They...
snag between my legs
It covers the skin, covers
the skin
I have never encountered
a strange animal
It didn't hurt me
Do you have a dog
tongue? Or a cat? It's
hard to shake his head
and see. Maybe you want
to do that
Different eyes, waiting for
my pain to disappear and
eager to know me,
E
They...
#love
#myself
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Cloven_Zonkle
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:43am
Yesterday 5:43am
Excellent Training – In Jeans – A Snag (i i)
Then it was before, and at the same time, I used to have a fever over fruit.
His friends never saw him. I remember sitting there and a few beards, and I was open to the Creator
She came back with all the pants she had burned and then
She came back with all the pants they had taken off, and she lit them on fire
His friends never saw him. I remember sitting there and a few beards, and I was open to the Creator
She came back with all the pants she had burned and then
She came back with all the pants they had taken off, and she lit them on fire
#love
#myself
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Everyday_Author
Randall
Randall
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:50am
Yesterday 3:50am
Calm Approaches: Jawbone Junction
Calm approaches
And gratitude floods in
to my consciousness as
the letters kiss my fingertips
"Close your eyes; take it all in"
I am consoled by a voice on the wind
"Let the tears dry
on your jawline
you will be just fine
You've got plenty of time"
And gratitude floods in
to my consciousness as
the letters kiss my fingertips
"Close your eyes; take it all in"
I am consoled by a voice on the wind
"Let the tears dry
on your jawline
you will be just fine
You've got plenty of time"
#strength
#courage
#identity
#myself
#meditation
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Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2020 10:19pm
3rd Apr 2020 10:19pm
Clarity and Choice (Day 3)
Make my mind fogless until time satisfied
so that I may wander without hindrance
and see clearly thoughts far off,
choosing which to indulge in
as flowers along the way,
but do not bereft me of the mist
which may hide and disguise
so that mystery may still exist
and I can feel joy in the unknown;
wherein stumbling upon happenstance
entails immense rapture
compared to the due process of other travellers;
for I fare better when going with feeling
and following an intangible sense
than when all is listed and...
so that I may wander without hindrance
and see clearly thoughts far off,
choosing which to indulge in
as flowers along the way,
but do not bereft me of the mist
which may hide and disguise
so that mystery may still exist
and I can feel joy in the unknown;
wherein stumbling upon happenstance
entails immense rapture
compared to the due process of other travellers;
for I fare better when going with feeling
and following an intangible sense
than when all is listed and...
#myself
#NaPoWriMo2020
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Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2020 5:58am
3rd Apr 2020 5:58am
Wondering NaPo 2/30
I've been wondering,
Learning,
Asking,
Do leprechauns have leprosy?
What if there never was coffee?
What if there had never been scurvy?
Is Minecraft anti-communist?
What would have happened if Brad Dourif, instead of actor, pursued the carrer of florist?
Do fish itch?
What if they really sold the TF2 Sandvich?
Why are there so many songs about singing songs and/or identifying with a song, instead of having a message?
Why do so many people rush into marriage?
Do androids dream of electric sheep?
Why do I have such specific and...
Learning,
Asking,
Do leprechauns have leprosy?
What if there never was coffee?
What if there had never been scurvy?
Is Minecraft anti-communist?
What would have happened if Brad Dourif, instead of actor, pursued the carrer of florist?
Do fish itch?
What if they really sold the TF2 Sandvich?
Why are there so many songs about singing songs and/or identifying with a song, instead of having a message?
Why do so many people rush into marriage?
Do androids dream of electric sheep?
Why do I have such specific and...
#earth
#universe
#spiritual
#myself
#confusion
19 reads
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marina2020
Rain Woman
Rain Woman
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2020 5:55am
3rd Apr 2020 5:55am
Free
I’ve always hated being defined as a girl
I feel both feminine and masculine
I’ve always felt restricted with labels
I feel attracted to all genders
This is something I have considered for a while
And I’ve been trying to sort through my feelings
This confusion about who I identify as
And who I fall in love with, has led me here
Led me to a realization
Like I can finally breathe
Led me to the start of a journey
Like I’m just beginning to explore
I need to accept myself
And not compress it all down
I...
I feel both feminine and masculine
I’ve always felt restricted with labels
I feel attracted to all genders
This is something I have considered for a while
And I’ve been trying to sort through my feelings
This confusion about who I identify as
And who I fall in love with, has led me here
Led me to a realization
Like I can finally breathe
Led me to the start of a journey
Like I’m just beginning to explore
I need to accept myself
And not compress it all down
I...
#identity
#LifeChangingMoment
#myself
34 reads
6 Comments
Everyday_Author
Randall
Randall
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2020 2:39am
3rd Apr 2020 2:39am
Post, Productivity and Paralysis: Uncertainty Abounds
Paralyzed
If I make a move
I'll be telling them all
"I don't appreciate you"
But a move would help me shake off the weight
that pressure on my spirit
keeping me in place
If I abandon my post
I'll be all alone
I'll gain a fresh start
But lose what I know
I don't know what to do
I don't know what to say
I just wish I had
an outlet for the pain
A direction to move
both clear and productive
Instead of this idle life
Poisonous and seductive
If I make a move
I'll be telling them all
"I don't appreciate you"
But a move would help me shake off the weight
that pressure on my spirit
keeping me in place
If I abandon my post
I'll be all alone
I'll gain a fresh start
But lose what I know
I don't know what to do
I don't know what to say
I just wish I had
an outlet for the pain
A direction to move
both clear and productive
Instead of this idle life
Poisonous and seductive
#loneliness
#identity
#myself
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