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.
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
Today 12:58pm
Today 12:58pm
Move on
When the pain is too much to bear
Move on
When you know they no longer care
Move on
When its obviousness glares
When you’re lost and they’re not there
Move on
Though we move through life alone
The changing pitch and tone
And all we’re longing for is home
But it isn’t here, move on
We grasp at sands of time
Hoping castles stand the test of tide
Like the wantings of a child
How we fear to let dreams die
Yet keep the essence bright
Leaving one illusion for insight
So we know...
Move on
When you know they no longer care
Move on
When its obviousness glares
When you’re lost and they’re not there
Move on
Though we move through life alone
The changing pitch and tone
And all we’re longing for is home
But it isn’t here, move on
We grasp at sands of time
Hoping castles stand the test of tide
Like the wantings of a child
How we fear to let dreams die
Yet keep the essence bright
Leaving one illusion for insight
So we know...
#UnrequitedLove
4 reads
1 Comment
anvinvil
Anvillan
Anvillan
Poem Published
Today 11:28am
Today 11:28am
Eyes of a Child...
Fireflies in the black night sky, the
eyes of a child wonder at the light show.
Where did those eyes of wonder go?
Eyes of wonder, collectors of opportunity.
Where did I lose that ability to
see opportunity before it is gone?
Eyes of a child see even in the dark.
Where are those eyes that could watch
opportunity unroll like film on a screen,
clear, imaginable, reachable and exploitable.
Why has daylight destroyed the blessings of
blackness. Why have the eyes of a child
become the the eyes of a spectator, an
observer,...
eyes of a child wonder at the light show.
Where did those eyes of wonder go?
Eyes of wonder, collectors of opportunity.
Where did I lose that ability to
see opportunity before it is gone?
Eyes of a child see even in the dark.
Where are those eyes that could watch
opportunity unroll like film on a screen,
clear, imaginable, reachable and exploitable.
Why has daylight destroyed the blessings of
blackness. Why have the eyes of a child
become the the eyes of a spectator, an
observer,...
#SelfReflection
1 read
2 Comments
Whimsy_Ginger
Poem Published
Today 6:36am
Today 6:36am
In this moment
Darkness is creeping in
Coolness kisses my skin
Familiar churning in my gut
Cheeks stained hot scarlet
Tears sting my eyes
Head pounding with pain
Thoughts a tangled mess
Unable to remain still
Bricks rebuild my walls
Solitude becons me
Insecurities heightened
Overwhelming emotions
Darkness is now closer
Pleading the dark to stop
Please please stop......
Please stop......
Please...
Stop
Coolness kisses my skin
Familiar churning in my gut
Cheeks stained hot scarlet
Tears sting my eyes
Head pounding with pain
Thoughts a tangled mess
Unable to remain still
Bricks rebuild my walls
Solitude becons me
Insecurities heightened
Overwhelming emotions
Darkness is now closer
Pleading the dark to stop
Please please stop......
Please stop......
Please...
Stop
#sadness
#depression
#suicide #emptiness
#suicide #emptiness
13 reads
0 Comments
marina2020
Rain Woman
Rain Woman
Poem Published
Today 4:56am
Today 4:56am
Untitled 5/29/20
Do you ever feel so deeply it hurts?
Not even bad feelings, but good too
Because sometimes the happiest feeling has pain mixed within
Like enjoying a nice day in the sun-is peaceful, but knowing this feeling could go away soon-is pain
Thinking about love-is beautiful, but knowing you might never find it-is pain
Feeling optimistic about the future-is exciting, but knowing you present will become your past-is pain
Somedays my ability to feel emotions hurts more than physical pain
I sink into a hole of feelings and drown
This is the kind of pain that...
Not even bad feelings, but good too
Because sometimes the happiest feeling has pain mixed within
Like enjoying a nice day in the sun-is peaceful, but knowing this feeling could go away soon-is pain
Thinking about love-is beautiful, but knowing you might never find it-is pain
Feeling optimistic about the future-is exciting, but knowing you present will become your past-is pain
Somedays my ability to feel emotions hurts more than physical pain
I sink into a hole of feelings and drown
This is the kind of pain that...
#LifeStruggles
#hurt
#emotions
25 reads
2 Comments
MJ-SWIM
Poem Published
Today 4:48am
Today 4:48am
Backroads of thought
Barbed wire holds my pieces together
Whiskey wets my tongue to speak
I'm all asphalt and brake dust
I'm a man of the times- unmistakable
There's blood and gore on my mind
Or at least inside of my skull
Girls and music's what fills my head
And I pass the time by spitting shells
You'll find me tattered some days
And ruined the rest
You may find me pleasant.
You may find me kind.
You may find me generous.
But if you want my advice right now?
Don't find me at all.
Whiskey wets my tongue to speak
I'm all asphalt and brake dust
I'm a man of the times- unmistakable
There's blood and gore on my mind
Or at least inside of my skull
Girls and music's what fills my head
And I pass the time by spitting shells
You'll find me tattered some days
And ruined the rest
You may find me pleasant.
You may find me kind.
You may find me generous.
But if you want my advice right now?
Don't find me at all.
#identity
6 reads
0 Comments
closram25
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:20pm
Yesterday 11:20pm
Ethereal of sadness
Pray for me I know I'm not alright yeah
I spend my time alone at night
Watch the stars as I drink excessively
Mind flooded as I cry out to nobody
Baby I don't want to do this
Heart broke I don't see any changes
Tightrope as my mind rages;
Hellbent when there was no haven.
What's it like to be wanted,
I only ask this cause I'm haunted
Lost in the unknown, I can't pretend;
I'm alone to the very end
I just want a friend
But they only care about material,
Call me crazy I can feel my end.
I see all...
I spend my time alone at night
Watch the stars as I drink excessively
Mind flooded as I cry out to nobody
Baby I don't want to do this
Heart broke I don't see any changes
Tightrope as my mind rages;
Hellbent when there was no haven.
What's it like to be wanted,
I only ask this cause I'm haunted
Lost in the unknown, I can't pretend;
I'm alone to the very end
I just want a friend
But they only care about material,
Call me crazy I can feel my end.
I see all...
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
18 reads
1 Comment
WaterWet
Steve_Mbetu
Steve_Mbetu
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:35pm
Yesterday 7:35pm
Lonely
A lonely kid,
Am but a lonely kid from a broken home
A silent kid,
I'll always be the silent boy with a broken smile
Everything i know, I've learned in silence
Bright days come and pass,
Dark days come and stay
Everything I've seen, I've seen in darkness
Bridge after another, I burn
Trying to create some distance between humanity and i
I stare,
I stare at the Vagueness in my Chest
Layers upon layers of nothingness
There's a city in ruins living right underneath my ribcage
Foul air, this place is a cemetery ...
Am but a lonely kid from a broken home
A silent kid,
I'll always be the silent boy with a broken smile
Everything i know, I've learned in silence
Bright days come and pass,
Dark days come and stay
Everything I've seen, I've seen in darkness
Bridge after another, I burn
Trying to create some distance between humanity and i
I stare,
I stare at the Vagueness in my Chest
Layers upon layers of nothingness
There's a city in ruins living right underneath my ribcage
Foul air, this place is a cemetery ...
#sadness
#loneliness
#rejection
#dark
#despair
14 reads
1 Comment
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:21pm
Yesterday 4:21pm
Poet
etched into my soul
your colorful imagery
exuberant hues
your colorful imagery
exuberant hues
#spiritual
#senryu
#art
25 reads
1 Comment
Ahavati
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:53pm
Yesterday 3:53pm
Blood Quantum
Despite my percentage
I'm classified White—
been so all my life
because I'm privileged
in a country where modern history
favors ivory pastels
of a monarchy
over the red-skinned origins
of its own country
I survived desegregation
in deep south Mississippi—
brutal fights
bathroom tiles splattered
with skin
—shards of teeth
floating as white discs ...
I'm classified White—
been so all my life
because I'm privileged
in a country where modern history
favors ivory pastels
of a monarchy
over the red-skinned origins
of its own country
I survived desegregation
in deep south Mississippi—
brutal fights
bathroom tiles splattered
with skin
—shards of teeth
floating as white discs ...
#humankind
#racism
#HumanRights
#inequality
#morality
66 reads
17 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:46pm
Yesterday 3:46pm
Shadows and Stars
I look up at the night sky
Watching the stars in the firmament
Asking myself many questions
Wondering where this camaraderie went
I have so many doubts
Thinking I must’ve said something wrong
I can’t communicate being so far away
And yet feeling somewhat guilty all along
I go over it in my head
Assuming that my words were unkind
But you know how us poets can be
Pondering deeply with a troubled mind
I know I’m not perfect
I’ve been known to make mistakes
So I sit here amidst the shadows
Watching the...
Watching the stars in the firmament
Asking myself many questions
Wondering where this camaraderie went
I have so many doubts
Thinking I must’ve said something wrong
I can’t communicate being so far away
And yet feeling somewhat guilty all along
I go over it in my head
Assuming that my words were unkind
But you know how us poets can be
Pondering deeply with a troubled mind
I know I’m not perfect
I’ve been known to make mistakes
So I sit here amidst the shadows
Watching the...
#anxiety
#friendship
32 reads
2 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:06pm
Yesterday 3:06pm
Thirty-Eight Ain’t too-late!
Been sat on like Fort Knox
until someone
hung a necklace on me
one with a key....
until someone
hung a necklace on me
one with a key....
#LifeChangingMoment
23 reads
1 Comment
nomoth
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:05pm
Yesterday 12:05pm
within a fortune of space
viz: reworked entry for #RISK comp.
#SelfReflection
#risk
40 reads
8 Comments
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