Least Read Poems About Myself
#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
#identity
#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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just some bloke in the crowd
the everyday and the commonplace is where I liked to lived here for years
no one noticed my face
no one noticed my face
#myself
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Crimson Judgment
- Crimson Judgment -
Long I awaited, in shadows cast, crossing into the other worlds parallel...
Mine eyes beheld what I was in all those mirror reflections of this reality.
Months passed, and a year I think, until mine ears heard a solitary call,
Which brought me back from the length and breadth of my long journey.
History hath changed, a shift hath taken place behind the known design...
And we art on a course for desolation, madness, and scarlet destruction!
A third of those who fell art awakening, my kindred who know the sign,
Whilst I walk...
Long I awaited, in shadows cast, crossing into the other worlds parallel...
Mine eyes beheld what I was in all those mirror reflections of this reality.
Months passed, and a year I think, until mine ears heard a solitary call,
Which brought me back from the length and breadth of my long journey.
History hath changed, a shift hath taken place behind the known design...
And we art on a course for desolation, madness, and scarlet destruction!
A third of those who fell art awakening, my kindred who know the sign,
Whilst I walk...
#anger
#dark
#spiritual
#myself
#philosophical
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The Fish
In the deep blue ocean where the fishies sleep
A guppie wakes up to the smell of meat.
A great white shark is patrolling through
Watch yo back fish, he’s coming for you!
Guppie swims around the coral reef
Frantically searching for the fishie chief
Waking all the fish that he can find
Swim for your life, fish, or you’ll lose your mind!
Fishy fishy fishy yo brain is so squishy
Stop scrounging around for a bottle of licky.
Yo scales feel icky yo sense are whack
Watch yo back for a shark attack!
A guppie wakes up to the smell of meat.
A great white shark is patrolling through
Watch yo back fish, he’s coming for you!
Guppie swims around the coral reef
Frantically searching for the fishie chief
Waking all the fish that he can find
Swim for your life, fish, or you’ll lose your mind!
Fishy fishy fishy yo brain is so squishy
Stop scrounging around for a bottle of licky.
Yo scales feel icky yo sense are whack
Watch yo back for a shark attack!
#identity
#sea
#fish
#myself
#SelfReflection
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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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dying to live
i am a man
of solitude
destined to be
alone
i long to hug
the world
love thinks i have
an attitude
hate thinks i am
a stoic man
destined to be
cast down ...
of solitude
destined to be
alone
i long to hug
the world
love thinks i have
an attitude
hate thinks i am
a stoic man
destined to be
cast down ...
#identity
#myself
#SelfReflection
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
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My shell
I enshroud myself
within a shell
a feeble shell
of strength
and carelessness
because I’m afraid
of a mighty fall
of losing all
the love I try
so hard to harness
within a shell
a feeble shell
of strength
and carelessness
because I’m afraid
of a mighty fall
of losing all
the love I try
so hard to harness
#confessional
#myself
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Communication and respect ... was ... Will be...Life and the modern weather.
determined was she, to consider herself far into a world away, away from the social stricture, away from your struktur. Away from some man's ‘ law”.
And there to play a constructive role-playing negative, giving the finger to style while paying no attention to the relationships between.
Along the way she was found to be attractive and friendly, distantly close, and often sounded full of WOW. She was. .. determined, to be no longer so sick with pain and with pain that she knew not any softness, nor exactly what she was doing
...
And there to play a constructive role-playing negative, giving the finger to style while paying no attention to the relationships between.
Along the way she was found to be attractive and friendly, distantly close, and often sounded full of WOW. She was. .. determined, to be no longer so sick with pain and with pain that she knew not any softness, nor exactly what she was doing
...
#myself
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This is me
I'm not alone yet I constantly feel as though I am.
I like meeting new people even though I don't trust anyone including myself.
I have mixed emotions from watching everyone around me turn into people they said they would never be.
I love to talk all though I'll ignore you till it drives you insane.
I love with everything I am remember though I hate the same way.
I like meeting new people even though I don't trust anyone including myself.
I have mixed emotions from watching everyone around me turn into people they said they would never be.
I love to talk all though I'll ignore you till it drives you insane.
I love with everything I am remember though I hate the same way.
#strength
#myself
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
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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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"It" – St John's Eve, 2001 (Shametown)
shame town
#identity
#confessional
#myself
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Myself