Self Poems
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Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
This area is for personal poetry: poems about yourself and your feelings about who you are. Poems here focus on identity, ego, self confidence, insecurities and personality. For readers it's a chance to get to know the poet better and for writers it's an opportunity to analyse themselves by poetic means. The self poems category encourages the poet to lay themselves bare for all to read about, it can be both a frightening and empowering experience.
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Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
Today 5:02am
Today 5:02am
Something or Other.
I'm always at my best.
By myself.
And, if you plumb these.
Fathomless depths.
Of my inner life.
You'll find all of my.
Hyperbole.
I use to comfort me.
I coulda been something better.
Than a failed poet.
Who never wrote a good word.
At least I like to think I tried.
But, really.
I was just screaming at myself.
An empty head full of pointlessness.
Facts, theories, ideas.
Tepid facile fraudulent half thought out fantasies.
And, my friend.
If you find yourself in my...
By myself.
And, if you plumb these.
Fathomless depths.
Of my inner life.
You'll find all of my.
Hyperbole.
I use to comfort me.
I coulda been something better.
Than a failed poet.
Who never wrote a good word.
At least I like to think I tried.
But, really.
I was just screaming at myself.
An empty head full of pointlessness.
Facts, theories, ideas.
Tepid facile fraudulent half thought out fantasies.
And, my friend.
If you find yourself in my...
#anxiety
#bittersweet
#confusion
14 reads
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olliec
Oliver Cocks
Oliver Cocks
Poem Published
Today 4:41am
Today 4:41am
Ego Found
I sought you, looked for you
in strange places, while I decayed
My ego
The wholeness of my self
The fullness of my being
And now, I stride, and sing,
and gaze, chuffed, at mirrors
in strange places, while I decayed
My ego
The wholeness of my self
The fullness of my being
And now, I stride, and sing,
and gaze, chuffed, at mirrors
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
12 reads
0 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:03pm
Yesterday 11:03pm
out of place
sometimes
i may
seem
out
of place,
but i
feel
comfortable
where
i am.
i may
seem
out
of place,
but i
feel
comfortable
where
i am.
#freedom
#hope
#kindness
#passion
#strength
21 reads
0 Comments
Everavalon
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:23pm
Yesterday 12:23pm
Vintage jewels
I perplex over your wit
Fingering your words with discretion
Peeling back the layers
To unveil their meaning
Wisdom is borne of experience
The nectar of the nucleus
Spilling its liquid to cocoon your essence
It’s shimmer is raw and viscous
Your words urge me to ponder deeply
Each metaphor splayed in cloth for dissection
I feel your words in my chest
as they stumble through my spirit
Collecting meaning along the way
My ears twinge as the inner voice is echoing
Throwing noise to your walls ...
Fingering your words with discretion
Peeling back the layers
To unveil their meaning
Wisdom is borne of experience
The nectar of the nucleus
Spilling its liquid to cocoon your essence
It’s shimmer is raw and viscous
Your words urge me to ponder deeply
Each metaphor splayed in cloth for dissection
I feel your words in my chest
as they stumble through my spirit
Collecting meaning along the way
My ears twinge as the inner voice is echoing
Throwing noise to your walls ...
#SelfReflection
43 reads
2 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:16am
Yesterday 9:16am
Metronome
You are my metronome
I’m a beat off and i swim in my head
Your steady rhythm puts me back into
Real that I should pay attention to
You are the dorsal fin you keep me straight
I’m into my own beat just a beat off
Living in my truths that I lie to me
I come back to you you set the rhythm
The rhythm between me and you and then some
Metronome ticks within me now
You set the rhythm I lay it down
Rhythm and rhyme and why r h y
You take me back into myself ...
I’m a beat off and i swim in my head
Your steady rhythm puts me back into
Real that I should pay attention to
You are the dorsal fin you keep me straight
I’m into my own beat just a beat off
Living in my truths that I lie to me
I come back to you you set the rhythm
The rhythm between me and you and then some
Metronome ticks within me now
You set the rhythm I lay it down
Rhythm and rhyme and why r h y
You take me back into myself ...
#honesty
#lyrics
#motivational
#music
#support
29 reads
0 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:25am
Yesterday 8:25am
Beyond The Stigma
Disability doesn’t come for free
It’s not free from
Ignorance
Bullying
Stress
Lack of self worth
Maybe it’s meant to be
To be a martyr
Pave the way
For those that will follow
So they won’t feel the pain
The right of acceptance is a battle
There’s no emergency here
Just a single spastic
Once stamped on
There will be no more trouble
What remains undercover
Becomes normal behaviour
It’s not free from
Ignorance
Bullying
Stress
Lack of self worth
Maybe it’s meant to be
To be a martyr
Pave the way
For those that will follow
So they won’t feel the pain
The right of acceptance is a battle
There’s no emergency here
Just a single spastic
Once stamped on
There will be no more trouble
What remains undercover
Becomes normal behaviour
#acceptance
#Autism
#bullying #disability
#bullying #disability
44 reads
8 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:10am
Yesterday 2:10am
Me Myself
I'm being me
As much as i can be
And cannot venture
In any other direction
No other expectation
Otherwise, what else
I simply cannot see
For now
And all eternity
by Jemia
As much as i can be
And cannot venture
In any other direction
No other expectation
Otherwise, what else
I simply cannot see
For now
And all eternity
by Jemia
#fate
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical
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Eerie
Bumped Yesterday 2:03am
10th Mar 2022 11:50pm
10th Mar 2022 11:50pm
She Rises
I am viscera slipping through
her moon of half-crested belly.
Limbs bend in archaic archetypes:
her skin slack in gray folds.
White hair spread across remnants
of golden crop, weathered by frosted kiss.
Quiet hush settles across her every
fret and fear of tomorrow.
Mind and body become ash—
Spirit released into new flames.
her moon of half-crested belly.
Limbs bend in archaic archetypes:
her skin slack in gray folds.
White hair spread across remnants
of golden crop, weathered by frosted kiss.
Quiet hush settles across her every
fret and fear of tomorrow.
Mind and body become ash—
Spirit released into new flames.
#rebirth
678 reads
11 Comments
SeaCat
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 11:51pm
19th Nov 2024 11:51pm
Alien
It’s a seed sprouting,
a cold plant, spreading like a misty
forget-me-not.
When the familiar becomes thin, veiled
without colour or substance.
Far-off, disconnected,
as if I had been transported, between
blinks, to a pale Andromedean planet
with unfathomable languages and unrecognisable shapes.
The grass is green, but
not. The sky is blue, but not. The sun shines hot
but with a stony face.
Everything orbits a glowing abyss ,
and distant events and...
a cold plant, spreading like a misty
forget-me-not.
When the familiar becomes thin, veiled
without colour or substance.
Far-off, disconnected,
as if I had been transported, between
blinks, to a pale Andromedean planet
with unfathomable languages and unrecognisable shapes.
The grass is green, but
not. The sky is blue, but not. The sun shines hot
but with a stony face.
Everything orbits a glowing abyss ,
and distant events and...
#bittersweet
#memories
#nostalgia #separation
#nostalgia #separation
29 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 9:36pm
19th Nov 2024 9:36pm
Belonging
Navigating the new and ancient friend zone.
Piloting through skies with flying drones.
Lost in the intrigues of a drama of thrones.
Deflecting the impact of sticks and stones.
Remembering the friends, here and gone,
their laughter echoes, lives like dawn.
In these realms of heart and fantasy
w chart our paths, uniquely our own.
With courage to face what may come
and the strength to turn the unknown into home.
The bonds we share, forever strong.
In our hearts, they forever belong.
Piloting through skies with flying drones.
Lost in the intrigues of a drama of thrones.
Deflecting the impact of sticks and stones.
Remembering the friends, here and gone,
their laughter echoes, lives like dawn.
In these realms of heart and fantasy
w chart our paths, uniquely our own.
With courage to face what may come
and the strength to turn the unknown into home.
The bonds we share, forever strong.
In our hearts, they forever belong.
#BestFriend
#friendship
#honesty
#LifeCycle
#love
26 reads
6 Comments
Northern1
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 8:16pm
19th Nov 2024 8:16pm
Take Hold
Let my world give way to fantasy land
Let me slip into sweetest dreams
Let me delve deep into a lyrical band
Let me forget how my world seems
Allow me to embrace beauty around
Allow me a song and your dance
Allow me to immerse in colors abound
Allow me to forget happenstance
Make me think of positive things
Make me become your child
Make me believe that I have wings
Make me deny that I am defiled
Hold me close in your arms
Hold me until I may sleep
Hold...
Let me slip into sweetest dreams
Let me delve deep into a lyrical band
Let me forget how my world seems
Allow me to embrace beauty around
Allow me a song and your dance
Allow me to immerse in colors abound
Allow me to forget happenstance
Make me think of positive things
Make me become your child
Make me believe that I have wings
Make me deny that I am defiled
Hold me close in your arms
Hold me until I may sleep
Hold...
#dreams
#hope
#MovingOn #regret
#MovingOn #regret
38 reads
2 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 3:14pm
19th Nov 2024 3:14pm
What is Grief
Grief is when you start to not care
not see the bright among the grey
when the door closes and stay shut
no feelings just the need to cut
Grief is when you choke on your words
your throat close up and shut out air
pain in your joints sharply going inward
you wait for nothing stillness everywhere
so what is grief
grief is when you lose yourself in losing someone
losing your thoughts in what might have been
jumping into a pinhole get buried without a marker
Grief just is.
...
not see the bright among the grey
when the door closes and stay shut
no feelings just the need to cut
Grief is when you choke on your words
your throat close up and shut out air
pain in your joints sharply going inward
you wait for nothing stillness everywhere
so what is grief
grief is when you lose yourself in losing someone
losing your thoughts in what might have been
jumping into a pinhole get buried without a marker
Grief just is.
...
#grief
53 reads
4 Comments
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