Popular Poems About Myself
#myself
Popular poems about myself. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
Kinkwizard_95
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:22am
Yesterday 8:22am
What on earth!?
What on earth is happening
What on earth is going on
Can’t keep up with all the calamity
But everything’s going wrong
First my dad gets cancer
Then I find my own mum dead
Now they think I have HIV
And it’s fucking with my head
Just give a girl a fucking break
Let me please chill the fuck out
Need a lie down in a quiet room
It’s stirred up so much doubt
Brother in rehab the year before last
A cousin with a brain tumour too
Got debt coming out my eye balls
And yet I keep plodding on
...
What on earth is going on
Can’t keep up with all the calamity
But everything’s going wrong
First my dad gets cancer
Then I find my own mum dead
Now they think I have HIV
And it’s fucking with my head
Just give a girl a fucking break
Let me please chill the fuck out
Need a lie down in a quiet room
It’s stirred up so much doubt
Brother in rehab the year before last
A cousin with a brain tumour too
Got debt coming out my eye balls
And yet I keep plodding on
...
#anxiety
#confessional
#MentalHealth
#myself
#NaPoWriMo2024
43 reads
4 Comments
Kinkwizard_95
Poem Published
Today 1:39am
Today 1:39am
The KinkWizard
The KinkWizard, there she goes
Walking by, in her gown that glows
Her cape awash with spattered blood
Over her a head, a hoarded hood
A mystical being, so warm, so pure
You’re drawn in by her illusive demure
Cosmic qualities, calm and collected
Ensnared by her spell, reality rejected
Who is she, and where is she from
Better be quick, or she’ll catch you, run!
Walking by, in her gown that glows
Her cape awash with spattered blood
Over her a head, a hoarded hood
A mystical being, so warm, so pure
You’re drawn in by her illusive demure
Cosmic qualities, calm and collected
Ensnared by her spell, reality rejected
Who is she, and where is she from
Better be quick, or she’ll catch you, run!
#magic
#myself
#mystery
43 reads
3 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 9:28pm
5th Apr 2024 9:28pm
Emphatic skydiving!
Do you suspect everything and defy gravity without looking around or looking others in the eye? Do you let go as quickly as you wash your hands and unravel rosaries that don't sum up your faith? Do you defend ideas that you don't understand and drag the washed clothes across the floor to the clothesline? Do you lose track of yourself along the poorly traced paths on the faded map of your fears? Do you usually have so many questions that the answers no longer make sense scratched on the walls of the asylum? Have the languages you speak stuck to your tongue and not even the...
#confessional
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
59 reads
7 Comments
Kinkwizard_95
Poem Published
28th Mar 2024 7:34pm
28th Mar 2024 7:34pm
My pasts departed
I feel up
I feel down
My minds scattered all around
Am I dreaming?
Or am I scheming?
Oh how I’m floating
On the edge of reason
I feel lost
I feel found
I’m overwhelmed
My hearts unbound
Am I flying?
Or am I falling?
Oh how can one know
What they are feeling?
Is this true?
Is this false?
I’m lost for words
What’s my default
Am I right?
Or am I wrong?
Oh do I have the strength
To truly be strong?
Can I give?
Can I take?
Am I ready
If it’s all a...
I feel down
My minds scattered all around
Am I dreaming?
Or am I scheming?
Oh how I’m floating
On the edge of reason
I feel lost
I feel found
I’m overwhelmed
My hearts unbound
Am I flying?
Or am I falling?
Oh how can one know
What they are feeling?
Is this true?
Is this false?
I’m lost for words
What’s my default
Am I right?
Or am I wrong?
Oh do I have the strength
To truly be strong?
Can I give?
Can I take?
Am I ready
If it’s all a...
#confessional
#myself
#SelfReflection #PersonalGrowth
#SelfReflection #PersonalGrowth
104 reads
4 Comments
Kinkwizard_95
Poem Published
1st Apr 2024 10:24pm
1st Apr 2024 10:24pm
The worlds full of crap
And the worlds full of crap
Drop the act
For a fact
We’ve all got to live
Like a div
Every so often
Every so often
I look outside
I go to try
I have the strive
But it’s wearisome
Oh these days
I feel old
I feel dazed
What a craze
Is what they say
It’s a craze
To be alive
A crave to consume
A crave to feel the doom
Of this tomb
That you see
You see where I’m going?
You see how I’m staying?
I’m staying not living
In this craze
We’ve...
Drop the act
For a fact
We’ve all got to live
Like a div
Every so often
Every so often
I look outside
I go to try
I have the strive
But it’s wearisome
Oh these days
I feel old
I feel dazed
What a craze
Is what they say
It’s a craze
To be alive
A crave to consume
A crave to feel the doom
Of this tomb
That you see
You see where I’m going?
You see how I’m staying?
I’m staying not living
In this craze
We’ve...
#TruthOfLife
#myself
74 reads
3 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
7th Apr 2024 5:39pm
7th Apr 2024 5:39pm
When in Rome...
Some years ago, a child was born
one April, just before the dawn.
She had huge eyes of navy blue;
her hair: a rusty, reddish hue.
She grew up with a thirst for knowledge
(not just the type you'd learn in college)—
numbers, silly signs, world weather;
puzzles, both absurd and clever.
A woodwind teacher by profession,
she also had in her possession
ocarina, fife, trombone,
piano, Xaphoon, xylophone!
Now, to find her year of birth,
you have the clues, for what that's worth.
You need twelve...
one April, just before the dawn.
She had huge eyes of navy blue;
her hair: a rusty, reddish hue.
She grew up with a thirst for knowledge
(not just the type you'd learn in college)—
numbers, silly signs, world weather;
puzzles, both absurd and clever.
A woodwind teacher by profession,
she also had in her possession
ocarina, fife, trombone,
piano, Xaphoon, xylophone!
Now, to find her year of birth,
you have the clues, for what that's worth.
You need twelve...
#myself
#PowerOfWords
#historical #NaPoWriMo2024
#historical #NaPoWriMo2024
76 reads
12 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
1st Apr 2024 11:38pm
1st Apr 2024 11:38pm
then
it’s not how
clever
you think
you are
but how you are
that matters
pertaining
to which
I only mention
because I
know
it only takes me
so far
as now
I think
I was never as clever
as when
I was ten
clever
you think
you are
but how you are
that matters
pertaining
to which
I only mention
because I
know
it only takes me
so far
as now
I think
I was never as clever
as when
I was ten
#myself
60 reads
4 Comments
Kinkwizard_95
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2024 11:23pm
22nd Mar 2024 11:23pm
Dr Feral
#sex
#funny
#myself
#dirty
#surreal
128 reads
3 Comments
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