Poems About Myself Seeking Honest Critique
#myself
Poems about myself seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
20th Dec 2024 11:13am
20th Dec 2024 11:13am
Identity
I bait my own trap
I'll wait for myself to walk in and trip the mine
I'll wait for myself to walk in and trip the mine
#identity
#myself
#regret #SelfReflection
#regret #SelfReflection
76 reads
15 Comments
Miss_Haides
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 5:08pm
19th Dec 2024 5:08pm
Anonymous Energy
I was formed from a seed of desperation.
Written and scarred upon my skin, upon my temperament.
Upon my disposition.
I wear it like a crown for all to see.
Look upon my face and recognise me.
The face of nothing.
The face of no one.
Unseen.
The face of many generations of many entities.
None belong to me.
Borrowed atoms, borrowed genes.
Just light anonymous energy.
Don't you see? The parade?
Quickly!
Don, your hat! Your Gloves! Your Hair!
Your Identity.
Unseen.
The face of no one.
The...
Written and scarred upon my skin, upon my temperament.
Upon my disposition.
I wear it like a crown for all to see.
Look upon my face and recognise me.
The face of nothing.
The face of no one.
Unseen.
The face of many generations of many entities.
None belong to me.
Borrowed atoms, borrowed genes.
Just light anonymous energy.
Don't you see? The parade?
Quickly!
Don, your hat! Your Gloves! Your Hair!
Your Identity.
Unseen.
The face of no one.
The...
#identity
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#spiritual
71 reads
1 Comment
god_of_Confusion
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 4:26am
17th Dec 2024 4:26am
Endless I'll start tomorrows
Dictating the results of your life one decision at a time.
It doesn’t matter what stage you’re at, all that matters is what’s in thy mind.
You make the choice
To raise or lower your voice.
To keep peace or ignore self control, to rejoice in life or claim your defeat.
Anger may flow but don’t let it possess, should it arise just remember your breath.
Sure it’s easier stated than enacted
but it only gets worse the more you invest.
The longer you stay distracted..
What is evolving if not forgetting lame excuses and endless I’ll start...
It doesn’t matter what stage you’re at, all that matters is what’s in thy mind.
You make the choice
To raise or lower your voice.
To keep peace or ignore self control, to rejoice in life or claim your defeat.
Anger may flow but don’t let it possess, should it arise just remember your breath.
Sure it’s easier stated than enacted
but it only gets worse the more you invest.
The longer you stay distracted..
What is evolving if not forgetting lame excuses and endless I’ll start...
#learning
#myself
#SelfDiscovery #SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfReflection
72 reads
2 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 1:35am
14th Dec 2024 1:35am
Lips and Aura … Come Closer Babe
Let’s face it
I got it
You want it
It’s ok
Holidays are almost here
Get the real deal
Accept no substitutes
Free Delivery
I got it
You want it
It’s ok
Holidays are almost here
Get the real deal
Accept no substitutes
Free Delivery
#identity
#men
#myself
#power
#romantic
205 reads
22 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 1:39am
9th Dec 2024 1:39am
The Poet
Am I the thinker, fated to dwell at hell's dark gate?
The words, like storms, crash in my skull—
relentless, pleading to be written, a curse or gift, I ask God?
I can whisper beauty so soft it curls into your soul,
and in that moment, we are the only ones who exist.
You blink, bewildered, and say, "How do you do this?
I've confessed to you things I’ve never dared to speak, not even to my therapist."
It starts with a simple question—"If you could pick a memory to relive what would it be and why?"
I watch you slip away, carried by...
The words, like storms, crash in my skull—
relentless, pleading to be written, a curse or gift, I ask God?
I can whisper beauty so soft it curls into your soul,
and in that moment, we are the only ones who exist.
You blink, bewildered, and say, "How do you do this?
I've confessed to you things I’ve never dared to speak, not even to my therapist."
It starts with a simple question—"If you could pick a memory to relive what would it be and why?"
I watch you slip away, carried by...
#identity
#motivational
#MyInspiration
#myself
#philosophical
103 reads
1 Comment
PAR
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2024 2:20pm
2nd Dec 2024 2:20pm
Affirmations
Dreams fill your nights with all secrets you hide.
The ghosts that wander through your mind.
Whispers of your past you hear in the dark.
People that touched deepest corners of your heart.
A place where you let your thoughts roam free.
Scars you carry that no one else can see.
Things you loved so fiercely it left you in ruins.
Songs you sing when the world is not in tune.
Fears keep you awake when the night is still.
No moments of joy make your heart truly thrill.
Someone you ever felt a connection so profound. ...
The ghosts that wander through your mind.
Whispers of your past you hear in the dark.
People that touched deepest corners of your heart.
A place where you let your thoughts roam free.
Scars you carry that no one else can see.
Things you loved so fiercely it left you in ruins.
Songs you sing when the world is not in tune.
Fears keep you awake when the night is still.
No moments of joy make your heart truly thrill.
Someone you ever felt a connection so profound. ...
#confessional
#humankind
#identity
#myself
#patience
100 reads
6 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 00:40am
29th Nov 2024 00:40am
Grotesque nectar
A victim like no other.
The mercy that i grant you.
Is the means to make you suffer.
Focusing the ire.
Emboldening in fire.
Twisting and entombing.
A hunger all consuming.
In molten flesh imprison.
Reborn from hatred risen.
By blood in dark baptism.
Free bound from the schism.
Corruption breed in sake.
Crushed all be in my wake.
As tortured havok reigned.
In sickness unrestrained.
Outcast of the infernal.
Wretched be eternal.
Now let slit the throat of birth.
And clot the veins in filth. ...
The mercy that i grant you.
Is the means to make you suffer.
Focusing the ire.
Emboldening in fire.
Twisting and entombing.
A hunger all consuming.
In molten flesh imprison.
Reborn from hatred risen.
By blood in dark baptism.
Free bound from the schism.
Corruption breed in sake.
Crushed all be in my wake.
As tortured havok reigned.
In sickness unrestrained.
Outcast of the infernal.
Wretched be eternal.
Now let slit the throat of birth.
And clot the veins in filth. ...
#hate
#myself
106 reads
0 Comments
LibraSoul96
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 9:15pm
28th Nov 2024 9:15pm
On my shit
Lather me in grease, so I can get shit popping, like bacon
My skin stays glistening, so I don't have to worry about it drying, like a raisin
While your smoking crystal
I'll be bathing in gold dust
On my queen shit mentality
Where reigning supreme is a must
I move like a skilled assassin
Baby I don't need a pump, I do my gassing
Time to give you this lyrical lashing
Whip you into shape, to help build up your vernacular
I'm cocky, so every word spewed onto this paper, with my ink is spectacular
I am heavenly crafted...
My skin stays glistening, so I don't have to worry about it drying, like a raisin
While your smoking crystal
I'll be bathing in gold dust
On my queen shit mentality
Where reigning supreme is a must
I move like a skilled assassin
Baby I don't need a pump, I do my gassing
Time to give you this lyrical lashing
Whip you into shape, to help build up your vernacular
I'm cocky, so every word spewed onto this paper, with my ink is spectacular
I am heavenly crafted...
#motivational
#myself
#SelfWorth
186 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 1:01pm
24th Nov 2024 1:01pm
I write to confront myself
I don't have any friends
I am too well protected
Too locked up,
Inside myself, to have conversation with me
I embrace my pain, it's all I have
I am too well protected
Too locked up,
Inside myself, to have conversation with me
I embrace my pain, it's all I have
#emptiness
#identity
#MentalHealth
#minimalist
#myself
94 reads
6 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
21st Nov 2024 10:54am
21st Nov 2024 10:54am
Underwater Hug
I see my ego, bold and wild,
getting involved with the world, deceived.
He boasts and brags,
feeds on praise, under the spotlight,
longs and remains.
With each triumph, his stature grows.
A cycle that flows infinitely.
Yet in the mirror I realize,
the fragile core that cannot deceive.
getting involved with the world, deceived.
He boasts and brags,
feeds on praise, under the spotlight,
longs and remains.
With each triumph, his stature grows.
A cycle that flows infinitely.
Yet in the mirror I realize,
the fragile core that cannot deceive.
#confessional
#identity
#mirror
#myself
#SelfReflection
81 reads
10 Comments
olliec
Oliver Cocks
Oliver Cocks
Poem Published
21st Nov 2024 4:41am
21st Nov 2024 4:41am
Ego Found
I sought you, looked for you
in strange places, while I decayed
My ego
The wholeness of my self
The fullness of my being
And now, I stride, and sing,
and gaze, chuffed, at mirrors
in strange places, while I decayed
My ego
The wholeness of my self
The fullness of my being
And now, I stride, and sing,
and gaze, chuffed, at mirrors
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
124 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 10:33am
18th Nov 2024 10:33am
My Way Or The Highway!
Walk with me
Speak to me
Sleep with me
Moments with me
Love & adore me
No! You can't live with me
Tough!
Not happening
Yes we love each other,
but my space & freedom I love a whole lot more
Take some time
Grasp what I just cited
You can still come over
But only if you're invited
If you don't like the idea
Awesome!, you can move on
My way or the highway
Once were through, you're gone....forever
Speak to me
Sleep with me
Moments with me
Love & adore me
No! You can't live with me
Tough!
Not happening
Yes we love each other,
but my space & freedom I love a whole lot more
Take some time
Grasp what I just cited
You can still come over
But only if you're invited
If you don't like the idea
Awesome!, you can move on
My way or the highway
Once were through, you're gone....forever
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#freedom
#love
#myself
74 reads
6 Comments
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