Poems About Myself Seeking Honest Critique
#myself
Poems about myself seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
PAR
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:31pm
Yesterday 10:31pm
A poem in bed
The sheets fold like paper,
soft against skin, heavy with dreams.
A book rests in open palms,
its spine breathing in the hush of midnight.
Words spill like ink across the quiet,
syllables curling into candlelight,
each line a bridge between waking
and the endless drift into thought.
The best poem waits in whispers,
threading itself through fingertips,
drawing the mind deeper
into the lull of imagined echoes.
The letters pulse, alive in their rhythm,
the room shrinking to...
soft against skin, heavy with dreams.
A book rests in open palms,
its spine breathing in the hush of midnight.
Words spill like ink across the quiet,
syllables curling into candlelight,
each line a bridge between waking
and the endless drift into thought.
The best poem waits in whispers,
threading itself through fingertips,
drawing the mind deeper
into the lull of imagined echoes.
The letters pulse, alive in their rhythm,
the room shrinking to...
#confessional
#mirror
#MyInspiration
#myself
#WritingPoetry
41 reads
8 Comments
Ash74
Poem Published
13th Apr 2025 10:17pm
13th Apr 2025 10:17pm
Midnight thoughts
My worst days pass in a haze
I'm always out of phase
Am I the product of an uncaring world
Or one of the reasons
Is my worth reliant on intrinsic value
or am I worth nothing
Is this a false dichotomy
What am I without my mad ramblings
I'm always out of phase
Am I the product of an uncaring world
Or one of the reasons
Is my worth reliant on intrinsic value
or am I worth nothing
Is this a false dichotomy
What am I without my mad ramblings
#anxiety
#MentalHealth
#myself #SelfReflection
#myself #SelfReflection
49 reads
1 Comment
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 6:35pm
11th Apr 2025 6:35pm
Digital Madness
I'm locked in an insane reality
Like a TV or smartphone I can't turn off
Sometimes I want to rip my face off and lose my identity
Hack open a hole in my rib-cage and get the fuck out!
Like a TV or smartphone I can't turn off
Sometimes I want to rip my face off and lose my identity
Hack open a hole in my rib-cage and get the fuck out!
#anxiety
#identity
#MentalHealth
#myself
#technology
90 reads
11 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 1:03am
4th Apr 2025 1:03am
Pretender
It takes some time to master decorum
Social queues and all that jazz
It takes a great deal of control
Meanwhile on the inside
It can be quiet the mess
I’m a sweater
Like hairy but also a person who sweats a lot
But in situations that require intense interactions
I can feel my body heat turn up when I’m on the spot
It’s taken years for me to work this resting “ick” face
Learning how to:
Respond without a stutter
Or not trip over my words
I had to learn to listen
And not just be a pretender
Because it takes...
Social queues and all that jazz
It takes a great deal of control
Meanwhile on the inside
It can be quiet the mess
I’m a sweater
Like hairy but also a person who sweats a lot
But in situations that require intense interactions
I can feel my body heat turn up when I’m on the spot
It’s taken years for me to work this resting “ick” face
Learning how to:
Respond without a stutter
Or not trip over my words
I had to learn to listen
And not just be a pretender
Because it takes...
#Autism
#confessional
#myself #SelfReflection
#myself #SelfReflection
69 reads
2 Comments
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 6:52pm
2nd Apr 2025 6:52pm
Severed
It’s a new day, so my heart rises like the sun
It’s another moment of peace, before the yearning
Now, clouds have covered morning light
Just as you invade the crevices of my psyche
Shall I turn away? Shall I close the blinds?
I’m blinded by the rays that pierce the lace lined curtains… ruby red, like my lips you’ve come to know
I am swept away when your skin touches mine
I am the lost treasure of the sea, before it sinks
And I am indeed falling
Drowning in your arms
And begging to breathe
I thought it was the air from your...
It’s another moment of peace, before the yearning
Now, clouds have covered morning light
Just as you invade the crevices of my psyche
Shall I turn away? Shall I close the blinds?
I’m blinded by the rays that pierce the lace lined curtains… ruby red, like my lips you’ve come to know
I am swept away when your skin touches mine
I am the lost treasure of the sea, before it sinks
And I am indeed falling
Drowning in your arms
And begging to breathe
I thought it was the air from your...
#healing
#love
#MovingOn
#myself
#obsession
78 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 9:27am
1st Apr 2025 9:27am
Stay Strong & Focused
It's so good to hear you sounding so good and happy, man that's awesome!
It's good to hear about someone out there destroying it
It's so hard to do anything these days
Got that right
You have to pass through so many nowhere's and plow through so many nobody's to get anywhere
All the miles each and every day you have to go through just to get to yourself
Stay strong
Stay focused
It's good to hear about someone out there destroying it
It's so hard to do anything these days
Got that right
You have to pass through so many nowhere's and plow through so many nobody's to get anywhere
All the miles each and every day you have to go through just to get to yourself
Stay strong
Stay focused
#frustration
#LifeStruggles
#myself
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfWorth
88 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Mar 2025 00:00am
26th Mar 2025 00:00am
Deviant
I'm deviant
So goddamn deviant
I'm deviant
You have a problem with that?
I've always felt this in my heart
It's deep within my soul
Most of you will never know me
Long enough as I grow old
Parents told me from the start
Heard the same shit in school
So much of it through the years
Damn right I believe it's true
Can't stop being restless & curious
Buried in my gut you see
I'll never ever listened to you
As a child or when I turn 93
You know what kind of crowd
I hang...
So goddamn deviant
I'm deviant
You have a problem with that?
I've always felt this in my heart
It's deep within my soul
Most of you will never know me
Long enough as I grow old
Parents told me from the start
Heard the same shit in school
So much of it through the years
Damn right I believe it's true
Can't stop being restless & curious
Buried in my gut you see
I'll never ever listened to you
As a child or when I turn 93
You know what kind of crowd
I hang...
#CallToAction
#identity
#myself #power
#myself #power
64 reads
6 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
24th Mar 2025 11:56pm
24th Mar 2025 11:56pm
an unnoticed life
undemonstrative in manner
he nevertheless felt deeply
about his wife and quite simply
said nothing, except to her ..
he nevertheless felt deeply
about his wife and quite simply
said nothing, except to her ..
#myself
52 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
19th Mar 2025 8:27pm
19th Mar 2025 8:27pm
A Bunch of Brady's
Am I Greg, Peter, Bobby, Marsha, Jan or Cindy?
Maybe I'm Carol, Mike or Alice.
They all seem friendly, they all have demons.
I heard that Greg was fucking Marsha & Carol.
Maybe.
I know I was.
I met Bobby numerous times at the strip club,
Never figured he was such a horn ball.
That's ok, so am I.
I'd rather hangout and talk to Jan,
She's my kind of people.
A little flaky and delusional.
But who cares, so am I.
I'm tired of telling Mike that I'm not gay
He means well but I'm not interested.
Cindy & Peter need to...
Maybe I'm Carol, Mike or Alice.
They all seem friendly, they all have demons.
I heard that Greg was fucking Marsha & Carol.
Maybe.
I know I was.
I met Bobby numerous times at the strip club,
Never figured he was such a horn ball.
That's ok, so am I.
I'd rather hangout and talk to Jan,
She's my kind of people.
A little flaky and delusional.
But who cares, so am I.
I'm tired of telling Mike that I'm not gay
He means well but I'm not interested.
Cindy & Peter need to...
#dreams
#identity
#loneliness
#myself
#PopCulture
119 reads
16 Comments
Duice
Poem Published
19th Mar 2025 3:20am
19th Mar 2025 3:20am
Unapologetically
I have no filter
fresh outta apologies
I found my inner self
HE roared back
Genuinely told in caution
greet to introductions
no holds claps
or innuendo snap attack
Sarcasm love language #6
Deadpool sharp direct logic
(cut to end words)
slice harsh into explained speech
Sword tongue spoken
biblic Thank you Lord
I’m mirrored so unique its gospel
[Revelation 19:15] PREACH
Greatness dumb to synopsis
is the preferred stood way
to effectively instruct
my professed class of...
fresh outta apologies
I found my inner self
HE roared back
Genuinely told in caution
greet to introductions
no holds claps
or innuendo snap attack
Sarcasm love language #6
Deadpool sharp direct logic
(cut to end words)
slice harsh into explained speech
Sword tongue spoken
biblic Thank you Lord
I’m mirrored so unique its gospel
[Revelation 19:15] PREACH
Greatness dumb to synopsis
is the preferred stood way
to effectively instruct
my professed class of...
#acceptance
#honesty
#myself
#SelfReflection
#strength
109 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 6:05am
13th Mar 2025 6:05am
Asking for Forgiveness
In a fit of rage and lust
I sped away without looking in the rearview mirror
I left everything to chance amidst the dust
Until it settled down and I was able to see clearer
I was an angry young man
Not paying attention to the curves on the road
Through red lights flashing skidding and crashing
I went over the edge watching the vessel explode
Then came a physical pain
Something that I thought of as karma or punishment
Making me reflect in the way I had been and behaved
Like some mystical lesson for whatever that ..ish meant ...
I sped away without looking in the rearview mirror
I left everything to chance amidst the dust
Until it settled down and I was able to see clearer
I was an angry young man
Not paying attention to the curves on the road
Through red lights flashing skidding and crashing
I went over the edge watching the vessel explode
Then came a physical pain
Something that I thought of as karma or punishment
Making me reflect in the way I had been and behaved
Like some mystical lesson for whatever that ..ish meant ...
#confessional
#forgiveness
#myself
#redemption
#SelfReflection
150 reads
6 Comments
Duice
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 1:31pm
8th Mar 2025 1:31pm
Smolder
That OCD sly stone look on my face
is the armor brick in my heart
no pebble filter to what empaths bring
Listen to logic to comprehend not inferred fracture
sculpted vibration of a baritone
past-explosive BEAST king
That’s knowledge rumbled slow boiling
volcanic stirred to epiphany
elusive c/o/n/-fused delay to react
Core touch on low pitch growl
in lava crawl to docile hairs in ovation
erect on nape back
Chip off the block erupted sculpted mane
coarse knotty dread
prickly quills defend to enforce...
is the armor brick in my heart
no pebble filter to what empaths bring
Listen to logic to comprehend not inferred fracture
sculpted vibration of a baritone
past-explosive BEAST king
That’s knowledge rumbled slow boiling
volcanic stirred to epiphany
elusive c/o/n/-fused delay to react
Core touch on low pitch growl
in lava crawl to docile hairs in ovation
erect on nape back
Chip off the block erupted sculpted mane
coarse knotty dread
prickly quills defend to enforce...
#identity
#men
#mirror
#myself
#tolerance
111 reads
2 Comments
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