Shame Poems
#shame
Painful poems about shame and feelings of a distress for a regrettable situation. Shame poems includes poetry about being ashamed of a something which was not your fault.
Dragonnora
Nora
Nora
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2022 10:13pm
23rd Sep 2022 10:13pm
Be that woman
Try to be kind
And you are boring
Try to be strong
And you are annoying
Close yourself off
And you are bitchy
Make 'm laugh?
Try to be whitty
But not too much
That's arrogant
Listen to them
But be confident
Open up
But don't be too crazy
Be effortless
No, you look lazy
And stupid
And ugly
And whiny
And fake
And loud
And tired
Be real
Be you
The way we like it
And you are boring
Try to be strong
And you are annoying
Close yourself off
And you are bitchy
Make 'm laugh?
Try to be whitty
But not too much
That's arrogant
Listen to them
But be confident
Open up
But don't be too crazy
Be effortless
No, you look lazy
And stupid
And ugly
And whiny
And fake
And loud
And tired
Be real
Be you
The way we like it
#rejection
#women
#identity
#shame
#fear
34 reads
1 Comment
Wired6
Bumped 21st Sep 2022 11:19am
20th Nov 2021 00:56am
20th Nov 2021 00:56am
Down The Aisle.
OK. I'm fat. But I can't help that.
I don't have problems with food.
Merely my moods regarding food.
I was a dress size ten,long,long ago.
But for some reason,I began 2 explode.
2 be honest,I don't think I'm fat.
I have a beautiful hourglass shape. Very sharp.
OMG! Look at that cake...
Excuse the saliva, running the hundred metre race,down my face.
Oooh!
( Come on. Cut it out,cut it out,cut it out).
You're so lazy and disgusting. (That's true)?
At least,that's what my boyfriend and...
I don't have problems with food.
Merely my moods regarding food.
I was a dress size ten,long,long ago.
But for some reason,I began 2 explode.
2 be honest,I don't think I'm fat.
I have a beautiful hourglass shape. Very sharp.
OMG! Look at that cake...
Excuse the saliva, running the hundred metre race,down my face.
Oooh!
( Come on. Cut it out,cut it out,cut it out).
You're so lazy and disgusting. (That's true)?
At least,that's what my boyfriend and...
#loneliness
#rejection
#shame #despair
#shame #despair
227 reads
7 Comments
archie23
Poem Published
16th Sep 2022 9:34am
16th Sep 2022 9:34am
UPON THE SEAS
#loneliness
#shame
#confusion
#gratitude
#mermaids
19 reads
1 Comment
Wired6
Poem Published
13th Sep 2022 2:14pm
13th Sep 2022 2:14pm
A Busy Spree.
I agree.
BUT---
At the centre of his mind,
Is his craving.
They hound him.
The tendency 2 brood and ruminate,
Without strength,
2 act on,
Discreetly,
With intense intent.
2 go and have a flutter.
Throw away, all that he's worked hard for,
Through the week,
A busy spree.
"Please Help Me." He pleads,
2 his counsellor.
And then he leaves.
©Wired6. 12/9/2022.
BUT---
At the centre of his mind,
Is his craving.
They hound him.
The tendency 2 brood and ruminate,
Without strength,
2 act on,
Discreetly,
With intense intent.
2 go and have a flutter.
Throw away, all that he's worked hard for,
Through the week,
A busy spree.
"Please Help Me." He pleads,
2 his counsellor.
And then he leaves.
©Wired6. 12/9/2022.
#anxiety
#shame
26 reads
0 Comments
BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
12th Sep 2022 6:48pm
12th Sep 2022 6:48pm
Gardening of the face
They call it excoriation
It is when you cannot stop picking
And scraping, and pinching
And squeezing and the digging
Into your flesh uncontrollably
Your mind zooms in on your skin
Hyper focusing on the imperfections
The hairs, the textures, the wrinkles
The zits, pimples, white heads, black heads
Mirrors bring your hands to your face
As if the mirror summons them up
Your nails your weapons of choice
If you have any left... Because you cut them
You cant make yourself bleed...
If they are blunt and thus unusable ...
It is when you cannot stop picking
And scraping, and pinching
And squeezing and the digging
Into your flesh uncontrollably
Your mind zooms in on your skin
Hyper focusing on the imperfections
The hairs, the textures, the wrinkles
The zits, pimples, white heads, black heads
Mirrors bring your hands to your face
As if the mirror summons them up
Your nails your weapons of choice
If you have any left... Because you cut them
You cant make yourself bleed...
If they are blunt and thus unusable ...
#dark
#women
#beauty
#shame
#frustration
82 reads
6 Comments
Wired6
Poem Published
11th Sep 2022 2:52pm
11th Sep 2022 2:52pm
Existentialist 100 Percentage.
Dear Anyone,
Meandering taste of understatement.
I'll leave out all the pleasantries,and get straight 2 the point.
For a while,I've thought of taking----.
I'm sorry---
I can't say the words.
Even though,
I want it.
I can't come 2 terms,with those words.
The truth is 2 hard for me 2 see.
And I guess anyone,
You're asking why I want 2 take---
Well,nothing,in my life,is going right.
Firstly,
I've lost my job. ...
Meandering taste of understatement.
I'll leave out all the pleasantries,and get straight 2 the point.
For a while,I've thought of taking----.
I'm sorry---
I can't say the words.
Even though,
I want it.
I can't come 2 terms,with those words.
The truth is 2 hard for me 2 see.
And I guess anyone,
You're asking why I want 2 take---
Well,nothing,in my life,is going right.
Firstly,
I've lost my job. ...
#sadness
#grief
#shame
#despair
#fear
64 reads
5 Comments
brownwidow
Susie13
Susie13
Poem Published
9th Sep 2022 8:10am
9th Sep 2022 8:10am
Seasons of Suffering
Cold and bitter, I detest the vibrant colors the days bring,
I mourn for the monotoned colors the night brings while I rot and wither
As I linger on the contrasts of you which exist in darkest parts of my mind
Your hallowed touch spoke for your words of silence
Shame that bleeds and seeps onto my existence
Though the betrayal did not begin when the blade pierced me but when you began to twist profusely
I pour the darkest shade of my love onto you with no control of my animosity
I envy the peace and normalcy you carry as I remain in a...
I mourn for the monotoned colors the night brings while I rot and wither
As I linger on the contrasts of you which exist in darkest parts of my mind
Your hallowed touch spoke for your words of silence
Shame that bleeds and seeps onto my existence
Though the betrayal did not begin when the blade pierced me but when you began to twist profusely
I pour the darkest shade of my love onto you with no control of my animosity
I envy the peace and normalcy you carry as I remain in a...
#love
#grief
#dark
#shame
#frustration
98 reads
4 Comments
Mind_The_Step
Poem Published
8th Sep 2022 7:17pm
8th Sep 2022 7:17pm
Not sure
There’s something
Within the air.
I’m not sure can’t quite put
My finger on it, intrusive thoughts
Linger.
I think this isn’t fair, I’m torn, I’m sworn.
Maybe there are no butterflies,
Only lies.
Within the air.
I’m not sure can’t quite put
My finger on it, intrusive thoughts
Linger.
I think this isn’t fair, I’m torn, I’m sworn.
Maybe there are no butterflies,
Only lies.
#anger
#shame
#frustration
53 reads
0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
8th Sep 2022 2:11pm
8th Sep 2022 2:11pm
narcissism
Narcissism
Naked in the bath, he looked in the mirror
he loved himself so much and got an erection.
The image came out and smacked his face.
Chastened, the self-lover hung a curtain
over the mirror and didn’t lift the curtain
once until he was old.
Shocked by the sight of the ruin of his body
he shot himself dead.
His image, preserved was his young self
came out, picked up the car keys and left.
A week later, he was arrested for murder
since the killer and his victim were one and
the same, he was tried for suicide.
Naked in the bath, he looked in the mirror
he loved himself so much and got an erection.
The image came out and smacked his face.
Chastened, the self-lover hung a curtain
over the mirror and didn’t lift the curtain
once until he was old.
Shocked by the sight of the ruin of his body
he shot himself dead.
His image, preserved was his young self
came out, picked up the car keys and left.
A week later, he was arrested for murder
since the killer and his victim were one and
the same, he was tried for suicide.
#grief
#shame
#frustration
#greed
#emptiness
66 reads
1 Comment
ingrid23-q
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2022 7:49am
2nd Sep 2022 7:49am
It's all in my head
What happened???"
"I wish I knew but I don't..."
"Surely something made you this way!"
And I hope you're right
Am I faking it, just for attention?
But I pretend to be fine, satisfied that they don't notice
I'm just being dramatic then!!!
But I've never complained to anyone and I can't seem to cry anymore
It's all in your head
"It's all in your head"
"What?!"
"I mean how do not have a reason??? You're probably faking it! What are you not getting the attention you want from everyone!?!"
Is she right?
No it's like...
"I wish I knew but I don't..."
"Surely something made you this way!"
And I hope you're right
Am I faking it, just for attention?
But I pretend to be fine, satisfied that they don't notice
I'm just being dramatic then!!!
But I've never complained to anyone and I can't seem to cry anymore
It's all in your head
"It's all in your head"
"What?!"
"I mean how do not have a reason??? You're probably faking it! What are you not getting the attention you want from everyone!?!"
Is she right?
No it's like...
#sadness
#regret
#shame
#confusion
#emptiness
47 reads
0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
30th Aug 2022 1:27pm
30th Aug 2022 1:27pm
the far distance
The far distance
I remember well the gone days we sat in the corner
of a restaurant for quasi-intellectuals talking about the book,
we were going to write, telling it like it was.
As the evening progressed, fueled by alcohol, we believed
in our uniqueness, come tomorrow.
Walking home, a rented room, the dream was fading
unmade bed, library book not handed, in shattered around
half read and dog eared.
The grey morning and the self-loathing of a misfit trying
to sleep a bit longer, overwhelmed by utter wretchedness.
The white fog of...
I remember well the gone days we sat in the corner
of a restaurant for quasi-intellectuals talking about the book,
we were going to write, telling it like it was.
As the evening progressed, fueled by alcohol, we believed
in our uniqueness, come tomorrow.
Walking home, a rented room, the dream was fading
unmade bed, library book not handed, in shattered around
half read and dog eared.
The grey morning and the self-loathing of a misfit trying
to sleep a bit longer, overwhelmed by utter wretchedness.
The white fog of...
#sadness
#jealousy
#rejection
#heartbroken
#shame
47 reads
0 Comments
Wired6
Poem Published
28th Aug 2022 12:35pm
28th Aug 2022 12:35pm
Betta OFF!
This is not going 2 work!
I'm better off on the!
©Wired6. 27/8/2022.
I'm better off on the!
©Wired6. 27/8/2022.
#sadness
#dark
#shame
#denial
#emptiness
44 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Shame Poems
