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.
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
Today 1:50am
Today 1:50am
anticipation and fear
I fear the oncoming change
the way my heart breaks open
and bleeds truths
I don't necessarily want to face
I've found my safety here
I've found my voice
and the strength I lost
I want to feel alive again
I want to hold freedom
in my heart
and breathe in today
like it's the only thing
that matters
Instead I worry about things
I can't yet see
untethered by uncertainty
and past failings
There is so much love
in the hands that reach out
and help hold back
the rush of...
the way my heart breaks open
and bleeds truths
I don't necessarily want to face
I've found my safety here
I've found my voice
and the strength I lost
I want to feel alive again
I want to hold freedom
in my heart
and breathe in today
like it's the only thing
that matters
Instead I worry about things
I can't yet see
untethered by uncertainty
and past failings
There is so much love
in the hands that reach out
and help hold back
the rush of...
#anxiety
#love
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles
#fear
37 reads
2 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:46pm
Yesterday 10:46pm
And other cards
The type
to play solitaire
with tarot cards,
not out of spite
or to make a statement,
but just was dealt a
'unique' hand in appearance
and decided one day
to roll with it.
to play solitaire
with tarot cards,
not out of spite
or to make a statement,
but just was dealt a
'unique' hand in appearance
and decided one day
to roll with it.
#identity
#fate
20 reads
0 Comments
Isgyppie_
Bumped Yesterday 8:35pm
21st Feb 2022 9:55am
21st Feb 2022 9:55am
The Thing I Believe To Regret The Most
The thing I believe to regret the most
Is not writing more.
You see, I’ve been a lot of places
And I went to those places for me.
And I did start out with a journal,
I did outline my journeys.
Sometimes I’d write poems,
Poems that echoed my soul,
And other days I would just live
Unbothered to write because
My experiences were mine alone.
And who are they,
To read my words?
To comprehend but not experience.
Yet now I wish,
I would have wrote the details
Of my own quest for purpose
You see, I...
Is not writing more.
You see, I’ve been a lot of places
And I went to those places for me.
And I did start out with a journal,
I did outline my journeys.
Sometimes I’d write poems,
Poems that echoed my soul,
And other days I would just live
Unbothered to write because
My experiences were mine alone.
And who are they,
To read my words?
To comprehend but not experience.
Yet now I wish,
I would have wrote the details
Of my own quest for purpose
You see, I...
#regret
#WritingPoetry
110 reads
1 Comment
Billy_Snagg
Snaggy
Snaggy
Poem Published
15th May 2022 11:42pm
15th May 2022 11:42pm
Headin' Back Down Under...
Been surveying you from my laptop with wonder.
Though I can't gauge your feelings,
I won't be put off -
Till I've pictured myself at your magical farm.
Still looking at you through childish eyes -
I never properly said goodbye last time.
It's not like I've not been before...
Only this time more eager to explore,
Those limitations that held me back.
Much time has passed me by,
So far away that I could cry!
With each day more ready to die -
You found me reaching for the sky.
But let me tell you a wonderful story -
Of an...
Though I can't gauge your feelings,
I won't be put off -
Till I've pictured myself at your magical farm.
Still looking at you through childish eyes -
I never properly said goodbye last time.
It's not like I've not been before...
Only this time more eager to explore,
Those limitations that held me back.
Much time has passed me by,
So far away that I could cry!
With each day more ready to die -
You found me reaching for the sky.
But let me tell you a wonderful story -
Of an...
#dreams
#memories
#LifeGoals #nostalgia
#LifeGoals #nostalgia
31 reads
0 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
15th May 2022 11:30pm
15th May 2022 11:30pm
Joy
No one steals it,
no one steals it with their need
or lack of thought for me,
or wants
without being kind,
no one steals it
because I say no,
because it is mine
and because I choose it
over everyone these days.
no one steals it with their need
or lack of thought for me,
or wants
without being kind,
no one steals it
because I say no,
because it is mine
and because I choose it
over everyone these days.
#love
32 reads
2 Comments
MyLadyCharlotina
Poem Published
15th May 2022 8:31pm
15th May 2022 8:31pm
Walk Here.
of Earth, on the way to Heaven From before?
What happened? Fear?
Awit in't noted I walked there, put spirit
children under are blocks for houre there t
Might sky. There as well bea harbour. There.
You will step inside. Through that door, and
into the rosturant ent of For
What happened? Fear?
Awit in't noted I walked there, put spirit
children under are blocks for houre there t
Might sky. There as well bea harbour. There.
You will step inside. Through that door, and
into the rosturant ent of For
#faith
#myself
26 reads
6 Comments
SkyeCebh
Poem Published
15th May 2022 6:16pm
15th May 2022 6:16pm
Is é an grá mo bheith
Love is my Becoming]
When I rose from ashes to rebuild;
Vulnerability, and Strength, came together
as the odd everlasting couple.
I was humble, and brave, and birthed Hope, and Passion
like any other navigating and narrating parent.
They’re all a part of me, and I would guard these qualities
with determination, with c o m p a s s i o n, with authenticity.
While failing and trying again,
Anxiety and fear moved in
[I allowed them to be only temporary]
While showing up,
I met doubt
[Learned to choose my friends...
When I rose from ashes to rebuild;
Vulnerability, and Strength, came together
as the odd everlasting couple.
I was humble, and brave, and birthed Hope, and Passion
like any other navigating and narrating parent.
They’re all a part of me, and I would guard these qualities
with determination, with c o m p a s s i o n, with authenticity.
While failing and trying again,
Anxiety and fear moved in
[I allowed them to be only temporary]
While showing up,
I met doubt
[Learned to choose my friends...
#love
#identity
#learning
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
31 reads
4 Comments
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
15th May 2022 6:02pm
15th May 2022 6:02pm
internal
in touch, yet out of touch; attached, yet dettached.... it's as if the only thing that seems to make sense is getting wasted within one's solidarity....
and being taken for a ride.... spiraling within one's mind....
i feel like Nicolas cage from Leaving Las Vegas.... wasting away in alcohol.... in tears.... like why the hell must I be here....
and being taken for a ride.... spiraling within one's mind....
i feel like Nicolas cage from Leaving Las Vegas.... wasting away in alcohol.... in tears.... like why the hell must I be here....
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection #escape
#SelfReflection #escape
35 reads
S-m-sawyer
Poem Published
15th May 2022 4:57pm
15th May 2022 4:57pm
Dark is my friend
Dark is my friend,
I will not pretend,
We have spent alot of time together
Sometimes silence joins us,
then disappears when the noise outside appears,
Dark is my friend,
she is all around me,
but doesn't judge,
she never leaves my side ,
until the morning sunrise,
I can be myself,
no need for a disguise..
Oh yes, on dark I can depend,
she was with in the beginning and she'll be there at the end,
This is not a morbid and depressive trend,
just a place to heal and mend, ...
I will not pretend,
We have spent alot of time together
Sometimes silence joins us,
then disappears when the noise outside appears,
Dark is my friend,
she is all around me,
but doesn't judge,
she never leaves my side ,
until the morning sunrise,
I can be myself,
no need for a disguise..
Oh yes, on dark I can depend,
she was with in the beginning and she'll be there at the end,
This is not a morbid and depressive trend,
just a place to heal and mend, ...
#identity
#confessional
#myself
#SelfReflection
#choices
34 reads
2 Comments
Elenore
Poem Published
15th May 2022 3:21am
15th May 2022 3:21am
Abstract
Whenever I ignore authority my behavior is not always deviant from the norm.
I am living on borrowed denial from the past.
I’m expecting it to redeem my future.
I’m dependent on it.
And I’m not lying.
Play me.
I keep expecting something bad to happen.
Waiting for the other proverbial shoe to drop.
That dreaded anxiety has been ingrained into my living essence since childhood.
Branded like an animal.
I recognize it now, if only for a moment.
It’s like I want something...
I am living on borrowed denial from the past.
I’m expecting it to redeem my future.
I’m dependent on it.
And I’m not lying.
Play me.
I keep expecting something bad to happen.
Waiting for the other proverbial shoe to drop.
That dreaded anxiety has been ingrained into my living essence since childhood.
Branded like an animal.
I recognize it now, if only for a moment.
It’s like I want something...
#anger
#hope
#confusion #hurt
#confusion #hurt
21 reads
2 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
14th May 2022 7:16pm
14th May 2022 7:16pm
Pandemic Pandemonium
oh twisted
fragile mind
tangled within
a fine almost
invisable Web
creating
more intimidating
intrusive fears
while reconnecting
wiith all the long
dormant ones
breathless panic
of being among
familiar settings
that at one time
where a comfortable
sanctuary for sanity
joys of
personal freedom
cruelly taken
replaced by
self denial
of an insane situation
shame
self worth
given daily access
as true faith
is slowly ...
fragile mind
tangled within
a fine almost
invisable Web
creating
more intimidating
intrusive fears
while reconnecting
wiith all the long
dormant ones
breathless panic
of being among
familiar settings
that at one time
where a comfortable
sanctuary for sanity
joys of
personal freedom
cruelly taken
replaced by
self denial
of an insane situation
shame
self worth
given daily access
as true faith
is slowly ...
#SelfReflection
#pandemic
42 reads
2 Comments
Em-ily
Poem Published
14th May 2022 5:13pm
14th May 2022 5:13pm
Transparent
I am full of holes
#minimalist
42 reads
4 Comments
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