Least Read Poems About Myself
#myself
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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
& let’s not
drown
in the mirror ...
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
& let’s not
drown
in the mirror ...
#identity
#myself
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Reluctant
I look to the empty box
white cursor blinking
Sigh
I start the tune app and wait for it to load
I don't want it to
Then Ill have to see the 1st song
Sigh
It's loaded
I stir my coffee for a full minute
In nervous diversion
Pills!
I get up and fill my special cup
1 of these, 1 of these, no 2 of these
1 of these, two of these today
1 of those and 1 of these and skip this one
and this one ...
Check the stash for inventory
Gotta order this one again
Ok back in front of comp ...
white cursor blinking
Sigh
I start the tune app and wait for it to load
I don't want it to
Then Ill have to see the 1st song
Sigh
It's loaded
I stir my coffee for a full minute
In nervous diversion
Pills!
I get up and fill my special cup
1 of these, 1 of these, no 2 of these
1 of these, two of these today
1 of those and 1 of these and skip this one
and this one ...
Check the stash for inventory
Gotta order this one again
Ok back in front of comp ...
#love
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles
#confessional
#myself
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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
#myself
#identity
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Let me Be In "credible"
Silent waves emerged
at coastal summer time,
the heat of sand
below my feet.
Tenderness of saltwater's mud,
claimed no name,
at five o clock.
Radiant tone and curvy hips,
exquisite Nubian pearl.
Chastised liquor drinks,
under palm trees while I sing.
Blow of winds in curly grain,
wondrous structure of seashells
lingering on the shore,
mystery foretold,
the smell of a breeze,
that came out of south
to the north.
A gaze into coffee lids,
Just how...
at coastal summer time,
the heat of sand
below my feet.
Tenderness of saltwater's mud,
claimed no name,
at five o clock.
Radiant tone and curvy hips,
exquisite Nubian pearl.
Chastised liquor drinks,
under palm trees while I sing.
Blow of winds in curly grain,
wondrous structure of seashells
lingering on the shore,
mystery foretold,
the smell of a breeze,
that came out of south
to the north.
A gaze into coffee lids,
Just how...
#LifeChangingMoment
#myself
#LifeCycle
#meditation
#SelfWorth
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A7 dim sus 4
Caught between here and there
From everywhere to nowhere
Moving between all dimensions
Only to evaporate in the very aether
A negative of a negative makes no Positive
Relinquishing your power only turns caustic
Pain twists to love in surreal pathetic visions
What was once elastic only becomes problematic
Did you see? Did you see?
God damn that was me ...
Did you see? Did you see?
Only to to have to forget in perpetuity
One soul divided by sense
Oh no ... no need for any recompense ...
(Phonograph...
From everywhere to nowhere
Moving between all dimensions
Only to evaporate in the very aether
A negative of a negative makes no Positive
Relinquishing your power only turns caustic
Pain twists to love in surreal pathetic visions
What was once elastic only becomes problematic
Did you see? Did you see?
God damn that was me ...
Did you see? Did you see?
Only to to have to forget in perpetuity
One soul divided by sense
Oh no ... no need for any recompense ...
(Phonograph...
#love
#myself
#hurt
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More Than The Eye Can See- Poetic Strength
It took me long
To correct the self-inflicted
It seemed as if I settled for less,
Now in the mirror
I see the woman I have become,
resemblance of beauty and Intelligence
I overcame the barriers between life and death at birth,
I didn’t succumb to failure of tests
Father- and defenseless,
but I had the greater one above … “God”
"You know how much I fought for my education"
And when that time..... facial paralysis
decided to knock on my door one night,
Woke up ,swollen and numb,
During my prime time,
That was...
To correct the self-inflicted
It seemed as if I settled for less,
Now in the mirror
I see the woman I have become,
resemblance of beauty and Intelligence
I overcame the barriers between life and death at birth,
I didn’t succumb to failure of tests
Father- and defenseless,
but I had the greater one above … “God”
"You know how much I fought for my education"
And when that time..... facial paralysis
decided to knock on my door one night,
Woke up ,swollen and numb,
During my prime time,
That was...
#strength
#LifeStruggles
#LifeChangingMoment
#myself
#determination
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Again and Again
Feeling like I have something to gain,
I dust my pencil off again.
Some letters march to their end
because I have writer’s block again.
Other letters go against the grain;
they are looking to start a war again.
Banding together, they do what they intend;
now I am crying from what they said again.
Here I am harvesting my pain,
hoping to use it to fix myself again.
Making a stand, then I have to pretend
to get my bearings and have a grip again.
Seems organic, and I feel perfectly sane.
No, I do not want to fail again.
Yes, I...
I dust my pencil off again.
Some letters march to their end
because I have writer’s block again.
Other letters go against the grain;
they are looking to start a war again.
Banding together, they do what they intend;
now I am crying from what they said again.
Here I am harvesting my pain,
hoping to use it to fix myself again.
Making a stand, then I have to pretend
to get my bearings and have a grip again.
Seems organic, and I feel perfectly sane.
No, I do not want to fail again.
Yes, I...
#rhyming
#MentalHealth
#myself
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
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23 Comments
Believe
Gettin better
Every minute
Try to hold it together
But I lose it better
Bathing in Jesus sins
But he knows me
Better than myself
So I fall again
Feelin bible in my blood
Hoping it is enough
But when I hope it’s not enough
Cause I just have to believe
And I do like Jesus
Believe in every being
When belief is in your bloodstream
Absolves me of all my sins
Belief is something
You can’t grab onto
...
Every minute
Try to hold it together
But I lose it better
Bathing in Jesus sins
But he knows me
Better than myself
So I fall again
Feelin bible in my blood
Hoping it is enough
But when I hope it’s not enough
Cause I just have to believe
And I do like Jesus
Believe in every being
When belief is in your bloodstream
Absolves me of all my sins
Belief is something
You can’t grab onto
...
#myself
#redemption
#spiritual
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HoW YoU WaNt It ToDaY - RAP POETRY
I don’t really vibe with old tunes
Find them tired,
stuck inside closed room
Chasing shadows of a dying old moon
Tired of pretending they’re still shining
Stuck rewinding
That's how You Want it today
Gotta Hall pass , to walk past
recycled tunes that won't last
Old grooves, old moves
I’m creating somethin new,
sparks feel true,
You got me wrong if you think I'm fake it, rather struggle until I make it,
excuse me, while I take it
I’ll break it then make it new ...
Find them tired,
stuck inside closed room
Chasing shadows of a dying old moon
Tired of pretending they’re still shining
Stuck rewinding
That's how You Want it today
Gotta Hall pass , to walk past
recycled tunes that won't last
Old grooves, old moves
I’m creating somethin new,
sparks feel true,
You got me wrong if you think I'm fake it, rather struggle until I make it,
excuse me, while I take it
I’ll break it then make it new ...
#LifeGoals
#LifeStruggles
#music #myself
#music #myself
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Summer
Barely no clothes on
Melting like an ice cream ball
First Day of Summer
Melting like an ice cream ball
First Day of Summer
#myself
#SelfReflection
40 reads
11 Comments
Awake All Night
Last night I could not sleep
I don’t know what is wrong with me
Last night I could not sleep
I don’t know what is wrong with me
When I go in to bed and close my eyes
Only bad things rolling in my mind
Maybe something in my history
Maybe everything in my memory
Maybe nothing, maybe that full fucking moon last night
I don't know, but I want sleep
This is driving me crazy
I need my sleep, I need my sleep
During the day I'll be lazy
I need my sleep, I need my sleep
Have a dream, to sleep forever
I need my...
I don’t know what is wrong with me
Last night I could not sleep
I don’t know what is wrong with me
When I go in to bed and close my eyes
Only bad things rolling in my mind
Maybe something in my history
Maybe everything in my memory
Maybe nothing, maybe that full fucking moon last night
I don't know, but I want sleep
This is driving me crazy
I need my sleep, I need my sleep
During the day I'll be lazy
I need my sleep, I need my sleep
Have a dream, to sleep forever
I need my...
#myself
#SelfReflection
#sleep
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Grey cells
I think, for myself.
I, love words.
Regurgitating,
Is for the birds.
A.R.M.
Lorane Post 97451
I, love words.
Regurgitating,
Is for the birds.
A.R.M.
Lorane Post 97451
#myself
#philosophical
#SelfReflection #TruthOfLife
#SelfReflection #TruthOfLife
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Myself