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.
Her
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 8:15am
15th Apr 2024 8:15am
Back to the Old Me
Is it truth or fantasy?
From now on
That’s the way it will be
Going back to the old me
Gotta keep ya’ll guessing
No longer in a cage
I’ve been set free
I don’t have the need
To spill all my honesty
Anymore
From now on
That’s the way it will be
Going back to the old me
Gotta keep ya’ll guessing
No longer in a cage
I’ve been set free
I don’t have the need
To spill all my honesty
Anymore
#myself
108 reads
22 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
24th Jan 2024 2:51pm
24th Jan 2024 2:51pm
Room For One More
Am I Greg, Peter, Bobby, Marsha, Jan or Cindy?
Maybe I'm Carol, Mike or Alice.
They all seem friendly, they all have demons.
I heard that Greg was fucking Marsha & Carol.
Maybe.
I know I was.
I met Bobby numerous times at the stripclub,
Never figured he was such a hornball.
That's ok, so am I.
I'd rather hangout and talk to Jan,
She's my kind of people.
A little flaky and delusional.
But who cares, so am I.
I'm tired of telling Mike that I'm not gay
He means well but I'm not interested.
Cindy & Peter need...
Maybe I'm Carol, Mike or Alice.
They all seem friendly, they all have demons.
I heard that Greg was fucking Marsha & Carol.
Maybe.
I know I was.
I met Bobby numerous times at the stripclub,
Never figured he was such a hornball.
That's ok, so am I.
I'd rather hangout and talk to Jan,
She's my kind of people.
A little flaky and delusional.
But who cares, so am I.
I'm tired of telling Mike that I'm not gay
He means well but I'm not interested.
Cindy & Peter need...
#loneliness
#identity
#myself
#admiration
#dreams
82 reads
10 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
11th May 2021 2:24pm
11th May 2021 2:24pm
LAUGHING AT MYSELF
ME!
Every day I pause
to visit my comedy club
where I laugh at myself
out of honest reflection.
There are a lot of things
I laugh at, mostly the
dumb things I say and
the things I forget to say.
My favorite laugh comes
when I forget where
I left my keys or not
realizing I didn't set my alarm.
Then there's telling
the same person the same
story over and over not
seeing their boredom.
I don't think I'll share
the sexual laughs I
have at myself, it'll
be a tell-all...
Every day I pause
to visit my comedy club
where I laugh at myself
out of honest reflection.
There are a lot of things
I laugh at, mostly the
dumb things I say and
the things I forget to say.
My favorite laugh comes
when I forget where
I left my keys or not
realizing I didn't set my alarm.
Then there's telling
the same person the same
story over and over not
seeing their boredom.
I don't think I'll share
the sexual laughs I
have at myself, it'll
be a tell-all...
#mirror
#confessional
#myself
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
450 reads
5 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2022 10:47pm
22nd Oct 2022 10:47pm
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
333 reads
4 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 5:18pm
5th Apr 2024 5:18pm
Freedom
Hidden for
too long
Need
Freedom
too long
Need
Freedom
#myself
62 reads
6 Comments
nightbirdblue
enbyblue
enbyblue
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2017 6:13pm
2nd Dec 2017 6:13pm
Candy Wrapper
😉
THEY CALL ME:
Dah CANdy WRAPpah!
jus’ a lil flakey like
saltine CRAcka’s!
born an’ raised ON THE
streets o’ Flint CON-CRETE!
...a city LOST
was once the HEART
o’ MICHigan...
I shake my head and I
LAY all those memories to REST...
‘cause them streets there
are now a-crumblin’
as I walk aWAY froma
life o’ softcore thuggin’...
I live now in
the capital LANsing-
BIG 10 UNI’...
don’t KNOW-WHAT to DO wit’ me!
as I BREAKdance mah entrance
onto the...
THEY CALL ME:
Dah CANdy WRAPpah!
jus’ a lil flakey like
saltine CRAcka’s!
born an’ raised ON THE
streets o’ Flint CON-CRETE!
...a city LOST
was once the HEART
o’ MICHigan...
I shake my head and I
LAY all those memories to REST...
‘cause them streets there
are now a-crumblin’
as I walk aWAY froma
life o’ softcore thuggin’...
I live now in
the capital LANsing-
BIG 10 UNI’...
don’t KNOW-WHAT to DO wit’ me!
as I BREAKdance mah entrance
onto the...
#home
#funny
#myself
#rhyming
#rap
1083 reads
14 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
28th Dec 2023 2:32pm
28th Dec 2023 2:32pm
Dark streets on the edge of the industrial zone ...
Connecting but not locked in
A loner moves in between the lines
It takes courage to live outside the box
Comforted though by bits of human engagement
Dylan said it best
"To live outside the law you must be honest"
Somehow those words ring true for this cowboy
Dark streets on the edge of the industrial zone
A lone light leading to the halal cart
Chicken over rice in a whirlwind of scent
Maybe it's the spices and just enough conversation
Or just maybe, it's something else .....
A loner moves in between the lines
It takes courage to live outside the box
Comforted though by bits of human engagement
Dylan said it best
"To live outside the law you must be honest"
Somehow those words ring true for this cowboy
Dark streets on the edge of the industrial zone
A lone light leading to the halal cart
Chicken over rice in a whirlwind of scent
Maybe it's the spices and just enough conversation
Or just maybe, it's something else .....
#identity
#confessional
#myself #WritingPoetry
#myself #WritingPoetry
142 reads
19 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
21st Apr 2024 7:26pm
21st Apr 2024 7:26pm
the process
21 of 30
I jot a thought & save it
hoping to complete it later
sometimes it works
others...not so much
& I'm left with a buncha scraps of this & that
no idea where I was originally heading
so I set them aside
again...for eventual retrieval
I think my muse has a prickly personality
obstinate to a fault
refusing my attempts to channel our thinking
she clearly has other ideas
{apparently mine are too boring}
I'd appreciate it if she'd share her own musings
{pun intended...}
give me a...
I jot a thought & save it
hoping to complete it later
sometimes it works
others...not so much
& I'm left with a buncha scraps of this & that
no idea where I was originally heading
so I set them aside
again...for eventual retrieval
I think my muse has a prickly personality
obstinate to a fault
refusing my attempts to channel our thinking
she clearly has other ideas
{apparently mine are too boring}
I'd appreciate it if she'd share her own musings
{pun intended...}
give me a...
#confessional
#myself
#WritingPoetry
52 reads
2 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
19th Apr 2023 4:53pm
19th Apr 2023 4:53pm
Please, stay
I find my voice
will not cooperate
for the task of asking
you to stay.
It feels weak, a failure
knowing I need you.
Of all the situations
life could possibly present
this would be the last
I’d employ, yet~
“don’t go”,
screams my mind .
I know you hear it.
Looking away
is the only action
that feels normal
as your eyes burn
into my soul,
I see your arms lift
to wrap around
my shoulders
but they feel heavy
and
burdened.
...
will not cooperate
for the task of asking
you to stay.
It feels weak, a failure
knowing I need you.
Of all the situations
life could possibly present
this would be the last
I’d employ, yet~
“don’t go”,
screams my mind .
I know you hear it.
Looking away
is the only action
that feels normal
as your eyes burn
into my soul,
I see your arms lift
to wrap around
my shoulders
but they feel heavy
and
burdened.
...
#myself
#NaPoWriMo2023
619 reads
48 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
16th Sep 2019 6:41am
16th Sep 2019 6:41am
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
599 reads
3 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
27th Mar 2024 7:28am
27th Mar 2024 7:28am
Golden Laughter
Bring me the cups of golden wine
from Persephone 's tended vineyard
trampled by beautiful celestial virgins
to fill the barrels of god's
let us drink and make merry
for life is short and fleeting
no whispers of malicious envy
or of things that hurt or sting
friendship forged on golden air
glitters of dusts anointing hearts
it's all well and fine here
for none go beyond the deep
let's dance around the table
to music and songs performed
by bards around the room
spout poems brilliant and...
from Persephone 's tended vineyard
trampled by beautiful celestial virgins
to fill the barrels of god's
let us drink and make merry
for life is short and fleeting
no whispers of malicious envy
or of things that hurt or sting
friendship forged on golden air
glitters of dusts anointing hearts
it's all well and fine here
for none go beyond the deep
let's dance around the table
to music and songs performed
by bards around the room
spout poems brilliant and...
#myself
#WritingPoetry
58 reads
6 Comments
Ambiensse
Richard G
Richard G
Poem Published
27th Jan 2024 8:05pm
27th Jan 2024 8:05pm
Where dark lies
Where dark lies
I have gone so far
down at times that
despair has become
my focus and death
has looked like
paradise.
Why am I still
here? Because
I stared death
in its face and
met the challenge
it represented.
Knowing myself
was the challenge
and I realised in
the mirror was
myself looking back.
Overcoming me took
me to realise that
stopping me from
jumping into an
abyss only took
me.
I have gone so far
down at times that
despair has become
my focus and death
has looked like
paradise.
Why am I still
here? Because
I stared death
in its face and
met the challenge
it represented.
Knowing myself
was the challenge
and I realised in
the mirror was
myself looking back.
Overcoming me took
me to realise that
stopping me from
jumping into an
abyss only took
me.
#mirror
#myself
#FeelingLost
#SelfDiscovery
#choices
172 reads
7 Comments
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