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.
jenny_is_hungry
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:50pm
Yesterday 10:50pm
It Doesn't Change
When it is said nature and man are one it is to be taken seriously
This earth is expanse, carved with matter controlled by divinity
The pattern has been long set with little but productive deviation
Inducting the mountains in to take post as permanent observation
Why does man deliver fault to the wind and torrential rain that falls,
When it has long streamed the same and carved similar scrawls?
How does one scorn upon the beauty growing in the tarnished dirt,
When hearing the secret howls of every being that has previously hurt?
The pains...
This earth is expanse, carved with matter controlled by divinity
The pattern has been long set with little but productive deviation
Inducting the mountains in to take post as permanent observation
Why does man deliver fault to the wind and torrential rain that falls,
When it has long streamed the same and carved similar scrawls?
How does one scorn upon the beauty growing in the tarnished dirt,
When hearing the secret howls of every being that has previously hurt?
The pains...
#honesty
#myself
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4 Comments
Inkerpoet
Poem Published
21st Jan 2019 9:05pm
21st Jan 2019 9:05pm
No Way Out Of Here
No woman here,
Just those walls
and miles of them.
The sun has even run and
maybe it is all for the best.
I want booze.
I want booze to forget
every woman that I didn’t fuck
or couldn’t.
Life is funny and sad.
Somehow, even
after dying inside,
you still have to beat
the alarm clock
in the morning —
and you will.
Just those walls
and miles of them.
The sun has even run and
maybe it is all for the best.
I want booze.
I want booze to forget
every woman that I didn’t fuck
or couldn’t.
Life is funny and sad.
Somehow, even
after dying inside,
you still have to beat
the alarm clock
in the morning —
and you will.
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#myself
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jenjames
Poem Published
19th Jan 2019 5:01pm
19th Jan 2019 5:01pm
Tethered to you
#lover
#myself
#frustration
#SelfDiscovery
#sensual
77 reads
6 Comments
marina2020
Poem Published
19th Jan 2019 5:28am
19th Jan 2019 5:28am
Chaos
I'm happy for you
I'm proud of myself
I'm frustrated at this
I'm annoyed by that
I'm feeling accomplished
Im feeling depressed
I'm feeling regretful
I'm feeling perfect
I'm tired of life
I'm confident in me
I'm stressed about the future
I'm crying over the past
I'm feeling crazy
I'm feeling okay
I'm feeling overwhelmed
I'm feeling like shit
Fuck
I can't do this everyday
I'm proud of myself
I'm frustrated at this
I'm annoyed by that
I'm feeling accomplished
Im feeling depressed
I'm feeling regretful
I'm feeling perfect
I'm tired of life
I'm confident in me
I'm stressed about the future
I'm crying over the past
I'm feeling crazy
I'm feeling okay
I'm feeling overwhelmed
I'm feeling like shit
Fuck
I can't do this everyday
#myself
#FeelingTrapped
#emotional
39 reads
3 Comments
theEgoEffect
Barona
Barona
Poem Published
17th Jan 2019 9:15pm
17th Jan 2019 9:15pm
Loss (introspective rant)
I've had my share of loss and
dread the fact there's always more to come.
Maybe this is why I chose to run in the first place,
but I know it'll end in regret.
Waves of emptiness crash at my shore,
fading the numbness,
as I flip through photographs,
listening to abysmal songs
of abstract love.
Love - how it can mend,
yet when badly needed, it can end.
There will come a day when
I'll have to do this all over again.
More truth to that statement
than I'll ever really know.
I'm lucky that I have not been submerged
in...
dread the fact there's always more to come.
Maybe this is why I chose to run in the first place,
but I know it'll end in regret.
Waves of emptiness crash at my shore,
fading the numbness,
as I flip through photographs,
listening to abysmal songs
of abstract love.
Love - how it can mend,
yet when badly needed, it can end.
There will come a day when
I'll have to do this all over again.
More truth to that statement
than I'll ever really know.
I'm lucky that I have not been submerged
in...
#dark
#myself
51 reads
4 Comments
Kathryn
Kathryn Eddy
Kathryn Eddy
Poem Published
17th Jan 2019 3:36am
17th Jan 2019 3:36am
To Show I Understand your pain
When I was young so long ago,
Threatened I was though I didn't know,
My parents feared as to my fate
Afraid that the doctors would be too late.
And the doctors did all that they could,
For the fear of my parents they understood,
They opened my skull and saw the mass
Knowing that they had to work fast.
Many at the time feared those efforts to be in vain,
As my life this tumor continued to drain,
But those doctors' efforts weren't destined to be lost
For God had not let my death be the cost.
To show I understand what...
Threatened I was though I didn't know,
My parents feared as to my fate
Afraid that the doctors would be too late.
And the doctors did all that they could,
For the fear of my parents they understood,
They opened my skull and saw the mass
Knowing that they had to work fast.
Many at the time feared those efforts to be in vain,
As my life this tumor continued to drain,
But those doctors' efforts weren't destined to be lost
For God had not let my death be the cost.
To show I understand what...
#myself
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2 Comments
samael
Poem Published
16th Jan 2019 9:01pm
16th Jan 2019 9:01pm
Marcel Proust- Questionnaire:
Here’s a part of Proust Questionnaire:
__1.__If you could be someone else, who would you like to be? – water, landowner in Heiskell,TN, samurai, Pokemon trainer, dhamphir vampire, lover in your pocket.
__2.__What is your idea of perfect happiness? – a home with a loving family, or perfectly alone to read into insanity.
__3.__What is your greatest fear? – not being loved & remembered, not being able to be open up about how I feel;i live my fear everyday.
__4.__When and where were you the happiest? – childhood, Norris,TN
__5.__What is...
__1.__If you could be someone else, who would you like to be? – water, landowner in Heiskell,TN, samurai, Pokemon trainer, dhamphir vampire, lover in your pocket.
__2.__What is your idea of perfect happiness? – a home with a loving family, or perfectly alone to read into insanity.
__3.__What is your greatest fear? – not being loved & remembered, not being able to be open up about how I feel;i live my fear everyday.
__4.__When and where were you the happiest? – childhood, Norris,TN
__5.__What is...
#confessional
#myself
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Heaven_sent_Kathy
Poem Published
15th Jan 2019 7:30am
15th Jan 2019 7:30am
In My Book of Devotions
Today is a day that He made for me,
Because I’m alive and now I can see.
For which I will rise and gladly rejoice,
As I greet the morn’, I know it’s His choice.
I’m bless’d & wash’d clean as was His own son,
The rains finally came as once He had done.
Down in the southland, where I’d always been;
Fire of Hell was bringing drought for our sins.
To burn and ravage our homes to the ground,
Taking my family away, into harm.
Rains turned to flooding, hills’ mudslides yellowed,
I listened, trembling, as thunder...
Because I’m alive and now I can see.
For which I will rise and gladly rejoice,
As I greet the morn’, I know it’s His choice.
I’m bless’d & wash’d clean as was His own son,
The rains finally came as once He had done.
Down in the southland, where I’d always been;
Fire of Hell was bringing drought for our sins.
To burn and ravage our homes to the ground,
Taking my family away, into harm.
Rains turned to flooding, hills’ mudslides yellowed,
I listened, trembling, as thunder...
#rain
#fire
#God
#faith
#myself
51 reads
7 Comments
jenjames
Poem Published
14th Jan 2019 6:47pm
14th Jan 2019 6:47pm
QUEEN
Q.uietly
U.niquely
E.loquently
E.ffortlessly
N.ecessary
U.niquely
E.loquently
E.ffortlessly
N.ecessary
#identity
#myself
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
48 reads
7 Comments
marina2020
Poem Published
13th Jan 2019 4:11am
13th Jan 2019 4:11am
Bitter
I'm bitter
At many things
And towards
Many people
By definition bitter is
Angry or hurt from
ones bad experiences
Story of my life right there
This world
Is cruel
And I just can't
Forgive that easily
Being bitter
Is so engrained
Into my personality
I dont think it will go away
At many things
And towards
Many people
By definition bitter is
Angry or hurt from
ones bad experiences
Story of my life right there
This world
Is cruel
And I just can't
Forgive that easily
Being bitter
Is so engrained
Into my personality
I dont think it will go away
#anger
#myself
#hurt
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Inkerpoet
Poem Published
12th Jan 2019 11:53pm
12th Jan 2019 11:53pm
a poem and I
a poem and I.
I inside a dark room
with the tv drowning out
the cries in my head.
I and all of this
fire in the blood,
fire in the mind.
I and all of this
war in the heart
for something
more than this
room,
than this tv.
and the sad helpless.
and the anxiety filled.
and nothing sings.
and nothing dances.
so the mind
is menacing.
I inside a dark room
with the tv drowning out
the cries in my head.
I and all of this
fire in the blood,
fire in the mind.
I and all of this
war in the heart
for something
more than this
room,
than this tv.
and the sad helpless.
and the anxiety filled.
and nothing sings.
and nothing dances.
so the mind
is menacing.
#conflict
#LifeAsAWriter
#myself #WritingPoetry
#myself #WritingPoetry
46 reads
2 Comments
marina2020
Poem Published
12th Jan 2019 5:13am
12th Jan 2019 5:13am
Why Do I Have To Be Selfish?
Sometimes I wish
I said everything
That I thought
But that's not me
I don't ask for things
Or invitations
Or what I want
I just can't
I just wish others
Could think what I do
Cause I'm dying here
But I won't ask you to cheer me up
I feel selfish
Whenever I say things
That would benefit me
It feels wrong, so I don't say them
'Could you guys spent time with me?'
'Can you take me to see that movie I really want to see?'
'Could you actually be proud of my...
I said everything
That I thought
But that's not me
I don't ask for things
Or invitations
Or what I want
I just can't
I just wish others
Could think what I do
Cause I'm dying here
But I won't ask you to cheer me up
I feel selfish
Whenever I say things
That would benefit me
It feels wrong, so I don't say them
'Could you guys spent time with me?'
'Can you take me to see that movie I really want to see?'
'Could you actually be proud of my...
#myself
#disappointment
52 reads
4 Comments
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