Self Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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.
BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
Today 9:00am
Today 9:00am
Bricks of Diamond Tears (triggering topics not for anyone under 18... Please)
#men
#childhood
#secrets
#PTSD
#FeelingLost
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Honoria
Poem Published
Today 5:09am
Today 5:09am
Directorial Statement Of Fact
I am
(thoughtful pause)
disenchanted.
With the
notion of fidelity
and allegiance.
Taking a vow,
bending the knee,
blowing bubble kisses
in the air.
(rolling eyes heavenward)
Theatrics! ~~~~~~All of it.
If it isn’t so, then prove it.
(folding arms akimbo)
Put to me
your premise
why some
can maintain
a truth
and promise
while others
can not.
(wagging index finger)
Spare any pontification.
No one can...
(thoughtful pause)
disenchanted.
With the
notion of fidelity
and allegiance.
Taking a vow,
bending the knee,
blowing bubble kisses
in the air.
(rolling eyes heavenward)
Theatrics! ~~~~~~All of it.
If it isn’t so, then prove it.
(folding arms akimbo)
Put to me
your premise
why some
can maintain
a truth
and promise
while others
can not.
(wagging index finger)
Spare any pontification.
No one can...
#lies
#LifeStruggles
#sleep #disappointment
#sleep #disappointment
24 reads
2 Comments
Neoma
Poem Published
Today 1:02am
Today 1:02am
There's also this
There's also this
which
Encouragement)
I don't remember (it's a good game)
Speak (above)
I knew from the beginning
Strong (same, decide, decide)
Cloudy and warm (This image) I'm
not (?)
I have a (Kist's) chair
on the bridge
How is it set (I did) I'm sorry
Remember the bitterness (is easy)
Knowledge (reconnect) It was sharp
I'm happy...
which
Encouragement)
I don't remember (it's a good game)
Speak (above)
I knew from the beginning
Strong (same, decide, decide)
Cloudy and warm (This image) I'm
not (?)
I have a (Kist's) chair
on the bridge
How is it set (I did) I'm sorry
Remember the bitterness (is easy)
Knowledge (reconnect) It was sharp
I'm happy...
#love
15 reads
Kingvirky
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:00pm
Yesterday 9:00pm
Melancholy is Intoxicating
My lows give me a high
Like no drink can.
My mind becomes focused, lasered.
Inspiration flows as I drown in the abyss of my darkness.
Feeling nothing but grief
Helps me Reassess
Whats important and
Whats a leech - sucking me up.
Lifes really a b*tch.
Melancholy sharpens my inner eye
It is my ultimate high.
Like no drink can.
My mind becomes focused, lasered.
Inspiration flows as I drown in the abyss of my darkness.
Feeling nothing but grief
Helps me Reassess
Whats important and
Whats a leech - sucking me up.
Lifes really a b*tch.
Melancholy sharpens my inner eye
It is my ultimate high.
#anxiety
#dark
#conflict
#inspirational
#escape
19 reads
1 Comment
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:22pm
Yesterday 5:22pm
The Business of Sorting Laundry
my heart wants
to tell you
about the sunrise
I witnessed
while laying in bed
with the windows
wide open,
shivering to stay warm
in the chilly morning air
of Fall, approaching
I’m tempted to whisper,
ever so softly
against your neck
whatever beautiful
~w o r d s~
I can dig from
the coffers
of Webster’s finest
to convey the magic
of every moment
I spent in your arms
I want to drag you
inside of my thoughts
and place my hand ...
to tell you
about the sunrise
I witnessed
while laying in bed
with the windows
wide open,
shivering to stay warm
in the chilly morning air
of Fall, approaching
I’m tempted to whisper,
ever so softly
against your neck
whatever beautiful
~w o r d s~
I can dig from
the coffers
of Webster’s finest
to convey the magic
of every moment
I spent in your arms
I want to drag you
inside of my thoughts
and place my hand ...
#depression
#morning
#MentalHealth #StreamOfConsciousness
#MentalHealth #StreamOfConsciousness
45 reads
13 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:38am
Yesterday 5:38am
Hospital
October seven
To the hospital.
Stay for a whole week,
No computer,
To say the least.
The plan for this
Operation
Is already in motion
Pray that it will go well
(As care they give the best)
And let them
Take care of the rest.
To the hospital.
Stay for a whole week,
No computer,
To say the least.
The plan for this
Operation
Is already in motion
Pray that it will go well
(As care they give the best)
And let them
Take care of the rest.
#hope
#motivational
#inspirational
#gratitude
#emotions
22 reads
2 Comments
BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:34am
Yesterday 2:34am
Drugs and Glasses
Today has been a really good day
I don't have that many lately
Everything kind feels like an open wound
But today I get to see... Literally
I have been gifted three pairs of glasses
The child in me is giggling in joy
Mirth in the shape of three cat eye glasses
I haven't had glasses since 2015
What a joy it is that the edges of things return
The colors seem so much brighter
Gods... The eyes of my dog are stunning
The things I thought I knew I have found clarity
I have a little orange bottle full of white shapes of...
I don't have that many lately
Everything kind feels like an open wound
But today I get to see... Literally
I have been gifted three pairs of glasses
The child in me is giggling in joy
Mirth in the shape of three cat eye glasses
I haven't had glasses since 2015
What a joy it is that the edges of things return
The colors seem so much brighter
Gods... The eyes of my dog are stunning
The things I thought I knew I have found clarity
I have a little orange bottle full of white shapes of...
#happiness
#strength
#faith
#gratitude
#luck
31 reads
2 Comments
zenithquasar77
Marcus cooke
Marcus cooke
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:12am
Yesterday 2:12am
"Loneliness is..."
Alone!
Lost on a stark white landscape!
I ponder the question...
...what is loneliness?
Loneliness is...
... a black and white movie
devoid of characters
and direction.
a series of love affairs
ended by rejection.
Lonelness is....
... cold, Baltic
quivering,
shivering to the bone
flesh becomes ice
when you realize your alone.
Loneliness is...
... a razor cut
On my lacerated wrist,
My mind
Is a peice of the
jigsaw puzzle
that doesn't fit in.
Loneliness...
Lost on a stark white landscape!
I ponder the question...
...what is loneliness?
Loneliness is...
... a black and white movie
devoid of characters
and direction.
a series of love affairs
ended by rejection.
Lonelness is....
... cold, Baltic
quivering,
shivering to the bone
flesh becomes ice
when you realize your alone.
Loneliness is...
... a razor cut
On my lacerated wrist,
My mind
Is a peice of the
jigsaw puzzle
that doesn't fit in.
Loneliness...
#loneliness
#identity
28 reads
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anonymous125
Poem Published
29th Sep 2020 11:38pm
29th Sep 2020 11:38pm
counting calories
counting calories
my mind a haze
I can't think
I'm starting to fade
counting calories
I feel my stomach ache
no more than 200 a day
or else I take the blame
counting calories
my energy low
I see stars
when my legs start to flow
counting calories
I lie awake at night
sleep is unknown
I begin to shake
counting calories
I'm slowly dying
no one knows
and I start the crying
my mind a haze
I can't think
I'm starting to fade
counting calories
I feel my stomach ache
no more than 200 a day
or else I take the blame
counting calories
my energy low
I see stars
when my legs start to flow
counting calories
I lie awake at night
sleep is unknown
I begin to shake
counting calories
I'm slowly dying
no one knows
and I start the crying
#sadness
#SelfHarm
#EatingDisorder
28 reads
4 Comments
BeginningPoet
Poem Published
29th Sep 2020 8:02pm
29th Sep 2020 8:02pm
Lies and Truths -
Let me not speak, let my tongue
be silent and still,
I have spoken too often
regarding a lifetime of lines,
bunches of which, some hurt,
some laughed, some did nothing,
can I tell a story, lie and be truthful
within the same story,
give me time to reflect
upon my silence, upon my thoughts,
whether in jest alone, no intent
was spoken in too much anger,
I have spoken in my past
and now await to be judged
in my near future.
be silent and still,
I have spoken too often
regarding a lifetime of lines,
bunches of which, some hurt,
some laughed, some did nothing,
can I tell a story, lie and be truthful
within the same story,
give me time to reflect
upon my silence, upon my thoughts,
whether in jest alone, no intent
was spoken in too much anger,
I have spoken in my past
and now await to be judged
in my near future.
#sadness
#hope
#forgiveness
#frustration
#emotions
48 reads
4 Comments
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
29th Sep 2020 6:24pm
29th Sep 2020 6:24pm
toxic juice
you want to understand, what's going on in this dome? it's something I'd call sewer syndrome;
as if bound to the confines of this toxic head space; it's never safe; something always eating away at the mind....
over powering the facilities that reside....
as if bound to the confines of this toxic head space; it's never safe; something always eating away at the mind....
over powering the facilities that reside....
#MentalHealth
#myself
28 reads
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
29th Sep 2020 2:49pm
29th Sep 2020 2:49pm
Hanging Out
There are those with a problem with our erratic behavior
Of our time on site with no specific behavior
Why are you on site so late into the night
They just don't realize that I roll solo, I do what I like
If for whatever reason I decide not to sleep
It's not about relationships or secrets to keep
I refer to all women as Ladies because that is what a man should do
Women that I message with or agree with, I seem to call Boo
In most conversations this only means friends
Except for certain plagiarizing bitches that everyone knows isn't...
Of our time on site with no specific behavior
Why are you on site so late into the night
They just don't realize that I roll solo, I do what I like
If for whatever reason I decide not to sleep
It's not about relationships or secrets to keep
I refer to all women as Ladies because that is what a man should do
Women that I message with or agree with, I seem to call Boo
In most conversations this only means friends
Except for certain plagiarizing bitches that everyone knows isn't...
#confessional
#honesty
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