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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Damon
Damon
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:47pm
Yesterday 11:47pm
Alphabet Soup
I'm deep diving in an ocean of alphabet soup
Searching for forgotten thoughts to recoup
Like M.I.A. troops, not one will be left behind
I use introspection to surveil what's in my mind
Trying to find intel to fulfill these stanzas
To reveal how I feel as I look for answers
Answers to inquiries encircling my third eye
Putting pen to pad when my vision up & flies
Flying high in the sky like the Eagle of Saladin
As I work my magic like the genie of Aladdin
Crafting artistic expressions of joy and pain
This therapeutic...
Searching for forgotten thoughts to recoup
Like M.I.A. troops, not one will be left behind
I use introspection to surveil what's in my mind
Trying to find intel to fulfill these stanzas
To reveal how I feel as I look for answers
Answers to inquiries encircling my third eye
Putting pen to pad when my vision up & flies
Flying high in the sky like the Eagle of Saladin
As I work my magic like the genie of Aladdin
Crafting artistic expressions of joy and pain
This therapeutic...
#LifeAsAWriter
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Vamps
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:58pm
Yesterday 10:58pm
Skint
I'm gettin' tired of having no money
Gettin' to where it's no longer funny
No more laughin'
Just a sorry lookin' frown
Try to look back
To when I weren't feeling down....
Gettin' to where it's no longer funny
No more laughin'
Just a sorry lookin' frown
Try to look back
To when I weren't feeling down....
#LifeStruggles
#money
#poverty
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slipalong
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:06pm
Yesterday 9:06pm
Reasonable doubt (narrow escape)
When I stood in the congregation
And hung my head in shame
For I no fear to turn the tide of mitigation
Untied but still remain
When the vicar asks the question
Bitten tongue your awkward silence
Does any here have good reason
They not be wed and to have that licence
For when I started out a ferris wheel it soared
The lift of expectation the mezmerizing ride
A labarinth of feelings no chance of feeling bored
Finally feel connections deep inside
The strength to face what make you tick ...
And hung my head in shame
For I no fear to turn the tide of mitigation
Untied but still remain
When the vicar asks the question
Bitten tongue your awkward silence
Does any here have good reason
They not be wed and to have that licence
For when I started out a ferris wheel it soared
The lift of expectation the mezmerizing ride
A labarinth of feelings no chance of feeling bored
Finally feel connections deep inside
The strength to face what make you tick ...
#breakup
#betrayal
#IMissYou
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Sartoris
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:10pm
Yesterday 7:10pm
Manhattan Transfer
Recently, I was thinking
of circadian rhythms:
something in the words
brought up memories, or
another misunderstanding,
of which neither
was, especially, relevant—
Outside the greyhound
bus window, that morning,
as passengers fought off
their dreamless sleep,
nothing seemed to have
changed, since the war:
beside weathering coats
of housepaint, that we
consistently passed by,
in what de Kooning termed
the rosy-fingered dawn—
Yet soon, our broad view
became...
of circadian rhythms:
something in the words
brought up memories, or
another misunderstanding,
of which neither
was, especially, relevant—
Outside the greyhound
bus window, that morning,
as passengers fought off
their dreamless sleep,
nothing seemed to have
changed, since the war:
beside weathering coats
of housepaint, that we
consistently passed by,
in what de Kooning termed
the rosy-fingered dawn—
Yet soon, our broad view
became...
#morning
#memories
#PowerOfWords
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LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:20pm
Yesterday 6:20pm
A Glimpse Inside My Cover
I am a story
Of inconsistencies
Like a downpour
In full view of the sun
Light as vapor
But with the strength
To drown you
Never think
For one second
You know me
Simply because I allowed
A glimpse inside my cover
Glossy paper makes
A poor read
If you ask me
But keep thinking
You have the whole story
No, I’ll wait for those
Deep-minded
Purveyors of truth
Swimmers of oceans
Acceptors of my incongruent nature
To come along
And read the...
Of inconsistencies
Like a downpour
In full view of the sun
Light as vapor
But with the strength
To drown you
Never think
For one second
You know me
Simply because I allowed
A glimpse inside my cover
Glossy paper makes
A poor read
If you ask me
But keep thinking
You have the whole story
No, I’ll wait for those
Deep-minded
Purveyors of truth
Swimmers of oceans
Acceptors of my incongruent nature
To come along
And read the...
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
28 reads
8 Comments
1TRUTH_OneNi
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:25pm
Yesterday 5:25pm
Who I am
I am an old soul
I am a soul seeking to express her voice through the art and delicate composition of Poetry.
I am a muse of life and lessons learned
I am a photographer of expression seeking to capture the essence of my surroundings
I am a worshiper of the moon and stars and the child of Nature.
I am Me 100% unique I am truth I am what I am no matter you.
I am a soul seeking to express her voice through the art and delicate composition of Poetry.
I am a muse of life and lessons learned
I am a photographer of expression seeking to capture the essence of my surroundings
I am a worshiper of the moon and stars and the child of Nature.
I am Me 100% unique I am truth I am what I am no matter you.
#myself
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Benzy_420
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:10pm
Yesterday 4:10pm
Dirty dirt
#hope
#sex
#motivational
#inspirational
#dirty
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kourtnissixxx
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:17pm
Yesterday 3:17pm
Sleep paralysis
you pass out
crying
into a dead, dream-less sleep
well, you do almost
atleast,
and then
almost as if on cue,
a violent electricity
crackles hard;
it ricochets down your spine
like a wild lightening
dancing in your periphery-
a foreshadow
that is ultimately
predicting a red
tunnel vision
from your soul
eyes flutter-
yet those stupid limbs
of yours struggle wildly
for any freedom until
the point of a fraile bone
that's now
piercing a sensitive spot ...
crying
into a dead, dream-less sleep
well, you do almost
atleast,
and then
almost as if on cue,
a violent electricity
crackles hard;
it ricochets down your spine
like a wild lightening
dancing in your periphery-
a foreshadow
that is ultimately
predicting a red
tunnel vision
from your soul
eyes flutter-
yet those stupid limbs
of yours struggle wildly
for any freedom until
the point of a fraile bone
that's now
piercing a sensitive spot ...
#sleep
25 reads
3 Comments
XxmagickgirlxX
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:21pm
Yesterday 12:21pm
Forevermore
I have done very bad things to you. I hurt you. I wish I hadn't. I want to take these things back, but no matter how hard I wish, it can't be done. I ruined everything I had been working to get back. I know now more than ever, that I am the only true cause for everything that has happened to me in my life. I have made it so much harder than the way it was supposed to be. And now...now that I know this I should be able to stop...but I can't. I have known for much longer than I want to admit that I ruin everything good in my life. I know that it is only because I crave the attention. I can't...
#emptiness
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Vamps
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:53am
Yesterday 6:53am
Stay.....
Try and stay balanced .......must have a life to enhance.....?
Meet people in the day
Doin' thing's their way
Well, it's my way or the highway
I ain't committing to stay!
Don't need help from the devine
But, not something that I'd decline
As long as there'd be no debt involved
Sign away your soul
To get thing's solved
I can do it alone!
I ain't a fuckin' drone!
I can think for myself
Even if I am dealing with
unhealthy mental health
That's just a curve in the road
Maybe more of a...
Meet people in the day
Doin' thing's their way
Well, it's my way or the highway
I ain't committing to stay!
Don't need help from the devine
But, not something that I'd decline
As long as there'd be no debt involved
Sign away your soul
To get thing's solved
I can do it alone!
I ain't a fuckin' drone!
I can think for myself
Even if I am dealing with
unhealthy mental health
That's just a curve in the road
Maybe more of a...
#home
#homelessness
#MentalHealth #responsibility
#MentalHealth #responsibility
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wizardmotors
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:19am
Yesterday 6:19am
Waste
what a waste of all that feeling
that aching wonder of what's to come
the possibility itself stringing me along
slipping faster than our setting sun
I waste my own time in hope for your courage
I waste the patience I owe my own heart
I own every wasted second I've chosen
too far to go, and so far from the start.
but I didn't ask for any of this
the stars, the moon, or the sunset
and I know that there's hope, and I know that there's time,
and a lot that I haven't done yet
I've waited for something to wake...
that aching wonder of what's to come
the possibility itself stringing me along
slipping faster than our setting sun
I waste my own time in hope for your courage
I waste the patience I owe my own heart
I own every wasted second I've chosen
too far to go, and so far from the start.
but I didn't ask for any of this
the stars, the moon, or the sunset
and I know that there's hope, and I know that there's time,
and a lot that I haven't done yet
I've waited for something to wake...
#regret
#emptiness
#apathy
18 reads
2 Comments
MJ-SWIM
M.J S.W.I.M
M.J S.W.I.M
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:14am
Yesterday 2:14am
Warehouse
Moving boxes down a line
Some are dirty some are fine
Perfect little boxes in a line
Put on lettered pallets, D is mine
I move the boxes down the line
Sometimes not on company time
I hurt myself, boss says I'm fine
Can't be fucked on company time
Some are dirty some are fine
Perfect little boxes in a line
Put on lettered pallets, D is mine
I move the boxes down the line
Sometimes not on company time
I hurt myself, boss says I'm fine
Can't be fucked on company time
#myself
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