Poems About Myself Seeking Friendly Advice
#myself
Poems about myself seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
rosemary08
Poem Published
25th May 2020 7:20am
25th May 2020 7:20am
Late arrival
Once when I was a little kid, my dad let me ride my bike around the neighborhood by myself. It was the first time I had ventured alone, and I wasn't used to the harrowing streets yet. I peddled all across the sweeping roads, swerving and jerking over the pavement. Taking this turn and that, not caring where I ended up.
Soon enough I ended up at a dead-end after taking to many left turns. This part of the neighborhood was unfamiliar, I had never seen it before. Almost like it didn't exist before I entered it unlocking itself as I peddled along its narrow road.
My mind...
Soon enough I ended up at a dead-end after taking to many left turns. This part of the neighborhood was unfamiliar, I had never seen it before. Almost like it didn't exist before I entered it unlocking itself as I peddled along its narrow road.
My mind...
#memories
#myself
#philosophical
30 reads
1 Comment
jmm7
kill me now
kill me now
Poem Published
23rd May 2020 5:56am
23rd May 2020 5:56am
the still disquiet of being
thoughts mire me
words tire me
absences acquire me
words tire me
absences acquire me
#myself
#SelfReflection
32 reads
2 Comments
AoifeAuburn
Poem Published
20th May 2020 2:16pm
20th May 2020 2:16pm
Paraffin.
Do you remember
who you were—
before candles
silence your room
into darkness?
I almost forget
myself.
who you were—
before candles
silence your room
into darkness?
I almost forget
myself.
#myself
#LifeCycle
#StreamOfConsciousness
41 reads
2 Comments
rosemary08
Poem Published
19th May 2020 2:50am
19th May 2020 2:50am
rural
I was too inexperienced, too naive, to fucking selfish to comprehend.
Never learning when to cease.
You end up ruining everything you touch.
Shoving it onto the horizon until it tumbles to the soil and shatters right between your fingertips.
Slipping away like sand and rolling down the crevices of your chest like nonexistent breaths of air.
My stomach felt like it was sinking, profound bottomless abyss.
Plunged into the chasm of a black ocean, riddled with lurking monsters unknown to mankind.
It was my fault, all of it.
[shameful]...
Never learning when to cease.
You end up ruining everything you touch.
Shoving it onto the horizon until it tumbles to the soil and shatters right between your fingertips.
Slipping away like sand and rolling down the crevices of your chest like nonexistent breaths of air.
My stomach felt like it was sinking, profound bottomless abyss.
Plunged into the chasm of a black ocean, riddled with lurking monsters unknown to mankind.
It was my fault, all of it.
[shameful]...
#anxiety
#confessional
#myself
42 reads
1 Comment
TrueLover
Meganne
Meganne
Poem Published
6th May 2020 3:04pm
6th May 2020 3:04pm
Erruption of thoughts
Do you know the feeling that resembles a volcanic erruption? When everything finally explodes and you sigh with relief, becuase all the build up was finally released.
Thats what poetry is like for me. All the emotions and words in my head build up so much to the point of erruption. When I grab a pen and allow everything to explode onto the paper I feel a slight relief, as if a small amount of weight was lifted off of my shoulders.
Thats what poetry is like for me. All the emotions and words in my head build up so much to the point of erruption. When I grab a pen and allow everything to explode onto the paper I feel a slight relief, as if a small amount of weight was lifted off of my shoulders.
#myself
#emotions
58 reads
1 Comment
unnifaomsl
Poem Published
1st May 2020 1:19am
1st May 2020 1:19am
berry red
silent save for agonized scream
from cracked lips
eardrums shatter at her
supersonic 7- Eleven cry
and stains form on the table
dinner was lovely cutting into
a broken heart and licking the wounds
as they appeared
and faces peel back as plastered hands
get wrapped with white boxing tape
and grapple for a point to make
between two sharp mountains,
hollowed insides echoing
crass thoughts burn like ash, embers
as they hit the carpet and
the house is awash in flames
burning a bright blue
so cold it stings as...
from cracked lips
eardrums shatter at her
supersonic 7- Eleven cry
and stains form on the table
dinner was lovely cutting into
a broken heart and licking the wounds
as they appeared
and faces peel back as plastered hands
get wrapped with white boxing tape
and grapple for a point to make
between two sharp mountains,
hollowed insides echoing
crass thoughts burn like ash, embers
as they hit the carpet and
the house is awash in flames
burning a bright blue
so cold it stings as...
#MentalHealth
#myself
44 reads
3 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
30th Apr 2020 1:52pm
30th Apr 2020 1:52pm
sesquipedalian
(thirty of 30 - Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2020)
i truly thought my ability to become the brook
i often find myself babbling about, here
and in real life would strengthen and enable
me to power through this poem a day for
thirty straight days. . .
This has not been the case!
i found myself many times in the Deep
(end of the pond) treading water, hoping
for a blinding bit of inspiration
if but for one day, at least!
But nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!
Instead, i dribbled, spilled, threw up (arms)
in...
i truly thought my ability to become the brook
i often find myself babbling about, here
and in real life would strengthen and enable
me to power through this poem a day for
thirty straight days. . .
This has not been the case!
i found myself many times in the Deep
(end of the pond) treading water, hoping
for a blinding bit of inspiration
if but for one day, at least!
But nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!
Instead, i dribbled, spilled, threw up (arms)
in...
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #NaPoWriMo2020
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #NaPoWriMo2020
104 reads
18 Comments
SlimTimothy
Poem Published
29th Apr 2020 3:38pm
29th Apr 2020 3:38pm
Unexpected impression
#myself
33 reads
0 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
29th Apr 2020 2:46pm
29th Apr 2020 2:46pm
April’s Agathokakological Arduousness
(twenty-nine of 30 - Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2020)
i suppose this spill, its gist, the meaning
is all wrapped up neatly in its Title, its
nomenclature.
At last, only two toiling tasks to go;
No more tiresome tangents taken
(un-full)filling hours of trying to
dig up prompts from an emptied
pail of brain matter sweating out
fifty unique letters strewn together
foaming at the mouth forming
words thereby creating another
spill.
Thing is, after You peruse
this one of...
i suppose this spill, its gist, the meaning
is all wrapped up neatly in its Title, its
nomenclature.
At last, only two toiling tasks to go;
No more tiresome tangents taken
(un-full)filling hours of trying to
dig up prompts from an emptied
pail of brain matter sweating out
fifty unique letters strewn together
foaming at the mouth forming
words thereby creating another
spill.
Thing is, after You peruse
this one of...
#myself
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2020
59 reads
11 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
21st Apr 2020 2:27pm
21st Apr 2020 2:27pm
Running on a Flat Tire
(twenty-one of 30 - Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2020)
The spills came and easily
often I’d wake with them
intact whole ready for the
parchment and post.
A feeling (later i concur)
strong writes or relatable
humorous……..worthy
of rereads & recall.
But slowly and surely
my brain began to wane
as if I lost something
inch by inch
centimeter by centimeter
Pounds per Square Inch per Pounds per Square Inch*
running on empty is how it feels
although, in reality, i no longer run
unless a...
The spills came and easily
often I’d wake with them
intact whole ready for the
parchment and post.
A feeling (later i concur)
strong writes or relatable
humorous……..worthy
of rereads & recall.
But slowly and surely
my brain began to wane
as if I lost something
inch by inch
centimeter by centimeter
Pounds per Square Inch per Pounds per Square Inch*
running on empty is how it feels
although, in reality, i no longer run
unless a...
#WritersBlock
#myself
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #NaPoWriMo2020
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #NaPoWriMo2020
55 reads
12 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
12th Apr 2020 1:20pm
12th Apr 2020 1:20pm
Curvet
(twelve of 30 - Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2020)
i used to add current
to my current events
after a long absence
of romantic love
so that I might write
romance.
2 cables charged into
my life, often felt as
though the negative
pole carried more
weight and thus,
required more paying
(for) attention to.
On a positive note
i have discovered
a better way. . .
. . .hooked up to the
wings of a
Hummingbird to my
heart thereby
raising my vibration
and frequency ...
i used to add current
to my current events
after a long absence
of romantic love
so that I might write
romance.
2 cables charged into
my life, often felt as
though the negative
pole carried more
weight and thus,
required more paying
(for) attention to.
On a positive note
i have discovered
a better way. . .
. . .hooked up to the
wings of a
Hummingbird to my
heart thereby
raising my vibration
and frequency ...
#myself
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2020
55 reads
8 Comments
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