Poems About Myself by Top Critiquers
#myself
Poems about myself by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Of Colors
Look at any star in the sky, now look at another. Your awareness has just crossed distances it takes light thousands of years to travel. Perhaps awareness is the greatest power in the universe." Kurt Vonnegut
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Famous poems about color,
I found a list of ten
And don't particularly connect
With any of them
What Neruda saw in wheat
I never saw,
Having walked through the
Stalk grass with,
Its sticky fingers
Pawing
At my shorts
Like greedy
Children,
Wheat was never the color of
A...
..
Famous poems about color,
I found a list of ten
And don't particularly connect
With any of them
What Neruda saw in wheat
I never saw,
Having walked through the
Stalk grass with,
Its sticky fingers
Pawing
At my shorts
Like greedy
Children,
Wheat was never the color of
A...
#strength
#LifeAsAWriter
#myself
#PowerOfWords
#determination
798 reads
29 Comments
Closets
Be they small, medium or large,
are cubicles of comfort
Places to hide, think, cry,
Drink…
Safe haven to spew all the dark matter, from my heart of gold
Where no one can diminish
my thoughts and how I say them
From the depth of every level of despair, or joy
I shed my fears and loathsome disdain for every upset I endure
Alone yet, not lonely, I share another’s pain
For when I admit to self hate you’ll be there for me, with me
I am whole again, I am enough~
alone in my zone
...
are cubicles of comfort
Places to hide, think, cry,
Drink…
Safe haven to spew all the dark matter, from my heart of gold
Where no one can diminish
my thoughts and how I say them
From the depth of every level of despair, or joy
I shed my fears and loathsome disdain for every upset I endure
Alone yet, not lonely, I share another’s pain
For when I admit to self hate you’ll be there for me, with me
I am whole again, I am enough~
alone in my zone
...
#alcohol
#confessional
#myself #metaphor
#myself #metaphor
826 reads
57 Comments
Power
Power...
#identity
#politics
#myself
#culture
#SelfWorth
228 reads
17 Comments
Comfortable with Silence
I’m my own man
understated
elegant in a rough way
a cup of black tea
in a coffee frenzied rush hour
not a pretty boy
I don’t do things to be different
I am different
if you’re looking for cool
look elsewhere
I’m pleated pants
in flat front chino land
no validation needed
comfortable with silence
wearing a 1950 black Omega Seamaster
wind up baby
understated
elegant in a rough way
a cup of black tea
in a coffee frenzied rush hour
not a pretty boy
I don’t do things to be different
I am different
if you’re looking for cool
look elsewhere
I’m pleated pants
in flat front chino land
no validation needed
comfortable with silence
wearing a 1950 black Omega Seamaster
wind up baby
#coffee
#confessional
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
#tea
133 reads
32 Comments
The Meaning of Life
And when I take my last breath
Only then
The meaning of life will reveal itself to me
Only then
The meaning of life will reveal itself to me
#death
#LifeGoals
#myself #philosophical
#myself #philosophical
139 reads
5 Comments
Off the Beaten Path (with Reading)
The well-trodden paths are beautiful, without flaws
And their trampled cover is smooth
There are no cobblestones, stones and sharp edges
There are signs from the words
The route is paved and it seems so boring
And every turn is predictable
And every step is already learned by passers-by
Everything is known there, in general
The peaks cannot be conquered in advance -
there are only plateaus
And all the rivers and seas are tamed
And the wind spreads at your feet quite calmly
Never...
And their trampled cover is smooth
There are no cobblestones, stones and sharp edges
There are signs from the words
The route is paved and it seems so boring
And every turn is predictable
And every step is already learned by passers-by
Everything is known there, in general
The peaks cannot be conquered in advance -
there are only plateaus
And all the rivers and seas are tamed
And the wind spreads at your feet quite calmly
Never...
#identity
#myself
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#choices
761 reads
41 Comments
Swirl
A clear day,
Beautiful sky,
Except for the smog
In his mind.
A huge blurr
Of constant indecisions
Ruling his life,
Ruining his life,
Cutting him apart
As many very precise
Surgical incisions.
Beautiful sky,
Except for the smog
In his mind.
A huge blurr
Of constant indecisions
Ruling his life,
Ruining his life,
Cutting him apart
As many very precise
Surgical incisions.
#myself
#confusion
#SelfReflection #FeelingLost
#SelfReflection #FeelingLost
313 reads
0 Comments
That's what "he" said
perhaps
not better than the rest
but all too frequently
belonging somehow
quite unexplainably
in both the joy
and in the sorrow
in the laughter
and the tears
be wary of
the dark eyed one
with the dark flowing mane
who knows your secrets
'there are some women better left alone'
not better than the rest
but all too frequently
belonging somehow
quite unexplainably
in both the joy
and in the sorrow
in the laughter
and the tears
be wary of
the dark eyed one
with the dark flowing mane
who knows your secrets
'there are some women better left alone'
#myself
93 reads
3 Comments
NAKED CORNER
I long thought 'Not going to happen -
me going nude in my back garden;
there just isn't enough privacy
when my upstairs flat neighbours can see!"
But I found if you choose right time of day,
where there is a will there is a way!
I lately took up my pre-dawn run
as me-time exercise and for fun.
Once back at my side door, from lit street,
I see my backyard shady, discreet,
If upstairs neighbours' windows aren't lit
I know where to go to leave off kit.
I slip to corner behind my shed,
there slip off my run...
me going nude in my back garden;
there just isn't enough privacy
when my upstairs flat neighbours can see!"
But I found if you choose right time of day,
where there is a will there is a way!
I lately took up my pre-dawn run
as me-time exercise and for fun.
Once back at my side door, from lit street,
I see my backyard shady, discreet,
If upstairs neighbours' windows aren't lit
I know where to go to leave off kit.
I slip to corner behind my shed,
there slip off my run...
#myself
494 reads
3 Comments
Queen Anne's Revenge
Ship slipped
into
Slip stream
of
waves
That waved
As
Splashes
Splashed
Brash
In spritzes
capturing
moonlight
&
Night
Breaking away
into
Spiral shaped eddies
Into
travels
in
Travels
&
spirals
in
Spirals
into
Slip stream
of
waves
That waved
As
Splashes
Splashed
Brash
In spritzes
capturing
moonlight
&
Night
Breaking away
into
Spiral shaped eddies
Into
travels
in
Travels
&
spirals
in
Spirals
#sea
#water
#shadows
#nature
#myself
308 reads
4 Comments
Tongue-in-cheek self-critique
This is hopeless.
This so-called poem
Is making me gag.
Dead on arrival
Complete with toe tag.
See what happens when
You try to write dopeless?
The muse, as you can see,
Has not yet come,
Nor are you, with your lack of talent,
Likely to be
Or not to be clever
On your own.
Who cares, dude?
You wanna get sued?
Your raggedy-ass rhyme
Is, to be blunt, a crime.
Whatever.
You have not sacrificed enough.
You have made the bed, ...
This so-called poem
Is making me gag.
Dead on arrival
Complete with toe tag.
See what happens when
You try to write dopeless?
The muse, as you can see,
Has not yet come,
Nor are you, with your lack of talent,
Likely to be
Or not to be clever
On your own.
Who cares, dude?
You wanna get sued?
Your raggedy-ass rhyme
Is, to be blunt, a crime.
Whatever.
You have not sacrificed enough.
You have made the bed, ...
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
57 reads
4 Comments
Slovenly
do I make you uncomfortable?
I've been quiet
I'm angry...
not with you
but at the state I find myself in
I hurt inside, I could never satisfy
you will always be ahead of me in wisdom
our paths may cross over and over
you will grow and evolve
but I will always seem a child
experiencing things just a little too late to understand you fully
the powers that be have nicknames for me
Slovenly being one of them
I lack grace
I am a misfit of the universes
tripping my way through
I am silly, I make...
I've been quiet
I'm angry...
not with you
but at the state I find myself in
I hurt inside, I could never satisfy
you will always be ahead of me in wisdom
our paths may cross over and over
you will grow and evolve
but I will always seem a child
experiencing things just a little too late to understand you fully
the powers that be have nicknames for me
Slovenly being one of them
I lack grace
I am a misfit of the universes
tripping my way through
I am silly, I make...
#confessional
#myself
184 reads
4 Comments
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