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.
anvinvil
Poem Published
Today 1:13pm
Today 1:13pm
Mindlight
When darkness comes the Mindlight turns on. Daylight reveals only the impression of life. Are things always as they appear? In this world today things are seldom as they appear but in Mindlight reality becomes stark. It floods me! Suddenly I am drowning in reality, I begin to gasp...Please, someone stem this tide, hurry, someone turn off this light..
#SelfReflection
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Shakti_143
Poem Published
Today 12:39pm
Today 12:39pm
Insufferable Silence
The light has diminished within
As I let the silence consume me
Fool me into a sense of peace
Only to find myself suffocating in the madness of nothing
Emptiness weighs it’s cumbersome body across my chest
Suppressing my ability to take a breath
Gasping to feel
To find a moment that’s real
To hold something tangible in me
Where have I gone?
My body feels spent
My mind is numb
As I let the silence consume me
Fool me into a sense of peace
Only to find myself suffocating in the madness of nothing
Emptiness weighs it’s cumbersome body across my chest
Suppressing my ability to take a breath
Gasping to feel
To find a moment that’s real
To hold something tangible in me
Where have I gone?
My body feels spent
My mind is numb
#sadness
#depression
#loneliness
#dark
#silence
4 reads
4 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
Today 8:46am
Today 8:46am
Avataria
Why not show my genuine human face?
Do I fear exposure or, much worse, emasculation?
That one perhaps a name to visage place?
No, it’s so appearance won’t impede imagination
Do I fear exposure or, much worse, emasculation?
That one perhaps a name to visage place?
No, it’s so appearance won’t impede imagination
#identity
#myself
#WritingPoetry
22 reads
4 Comments
Hunterapsych
Poem Published
Today 2:22am
Today 2:22am
Never enough
Moolah madness.
Never enough it seems.
I'm done feeling this way,
I'm done complaining and wishing,
I'm finished with these
shitty spending habits infused
in our situation.
I'm over being overwhelmed
hopeless in my hellhole,
don't give a shit about being rich
I just don't wanna live this way
any longer
and what's funny is that
it could really be so much worse
so why waste the moments worrying
or waiting for everything
to get better or worse,
take advantage and
be thankful for
what you do have ...
Never enough it seems.
I'm done feeling this way,
I'm done complaining and wishing,
I'm finished with these
shitty spending habits infused
in our situation.
I'm over being overwhelmed
hopeless in my hellhole,
don't give a shit about being rich
I just don't wanna live this way
any longer
and what's funny is that
it could really be so much worse
so why waste the moments worrying
or waiting for everything
to get better or worse,
take advantage and
be thankful for
what you do have ...
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
#gratitude #healing
#gratitude #healing
18 reads
2 Comments
anvinvil
Poem Published
Today 1:27am
Today 1:27am
Knowing
Acquainted with many, known by none... a trove of secrets, carried like cement through the construction of life. So small, so compact yet so heavy. Space so limited yet so dominate. I try to lay them down, I can’t! They’re attached and competing with the routine, yet apart, a burden that isn’t shared, can’t be shared. Telling is sharing but those that listen will not hear. Can I be known if I have secrets? Will I exist if I am not known? Am I real or just an acquaintance taking up space? I beg to be known, on blended knee, arms outstretched, my cup held high, but life just passes by...
#SelfReflection
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JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
Today 00:31am
Today 00:31am
in tending to my garden
if what I have been living
is a lie going on several years
now—it's with gratitude
for this wonderful life
taking root, choking out
and replacing truth
is a lie going on several years
now—it's with gratitude
for this wonderful life
taking root, choking out
and replacing truth
#spiritual
#honesty
#RupiKaur
26 reads
4 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:30pm
Yesterday 11:30pm
Abyssmaw
I am a fucking philosopher,
and can Smile at Midnight
knowing Dawn Will return
and You will rise with it;
all because more than once
I
strayed far enough,
stayed long enuogh
and stared deep enough,
there myself
to be greeted by no one in those encroached times.
So now with abyssal eyes
that can reflect desires
I smile at all, in all things; any mask to stop anyone facing the void.
and can Smile at Midnight
knowing Dawn Will return
and You will rise with it;
all because more than once
I
strayed far enough,
stayed long enuogh
and stared deep enough,
there myself
to be greeted by no one in those encroached times.
So now with abyssal eyes
that can reflect desires
I smile at all, in all things; any mask to stop anyone facing the void.
#hope
#SelfReflection
#despair
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CosiestPrism273
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:37pm
Yesterday 9:37pm
No Set Path
Why can't I forget my pain?
Why is it driving me insane?
Why can't I find my way?
Why is it the same every day?
I'm all alone with nobody by my side
I'm right there no where to hide
My whole mind continues to divide
My hope seemed to fail to provide
I'm opening an unmarked door
I'm learning what my life is for
I'm writing my own internal lore
I'm questioning if there could be more
I'm a light in the endless night
I have eyes but I have no sight
I'm the flame that can't seem to ignite ...
Why is it driving me insane?
Why can't I find my way?
Why is it the same every day?
I'm all alone with nobody by my side
I'm right there no where to hide
My whole mind continues to divide
My hope seemed to fail to provide
I'm opening an unmarked door
I'm learning what my life is for
I'm writing my own internal lore
I'm questioning if there could be more
I'm a light in the endless night
I have eyes but I have no sight
I'm the flame that can't seem to ignite ...
#identity
#confessional
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#choices
27 reads
8 Comments
CosiestPrism273
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:12pm
Yesterday 9:12pm
The Road of my Life
I'm looking for a resolution
I'm trying to find a new solution
My mind is full of endless pollution
My thoughts are moving in a revolution
My enemies want their retribution
They begin the prosecution
They threaten execution
They want to put me in an institution
I'm hopeful for complete absolution
They don't give me any restitution
They might as well as start the electrocution
To them I'm not a contribution
I'm the opposite of evolution
I'm a pointless substitution
I want to help with distribution
But I'm...
I'm trying to find a new solution
My mind is full of endless pollution
My thoughts are moving in a revolution
My enemies want their retribution
They begin the prosecution
They threaten execution
They want to put me in an institution
I'm hopeful for complete absolution
They don't give me any restitution
They might as well as start the electrocution
To them I'm not a contribution
I'm the opposite of evolution
I'm a pointless substitution
I want to help with distribution
But I'm...
#LifeStruggles
#rhyming
#TruthOfLife
#rap
#StreamOfConsciousness
24 reads
3 Comments
Edward80
Ef
Ef
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:29pm
Yesterday 8:29pm
Melancholy
Melancholy runs through me straight to the bone.
Sitting in my flat as always alone.
Sounds in my head take on a deathly tone.
No voice comes out, only a tortured moan.
My heart's as heavy as a solid stone.
The demons in my head are truly my own.
Wish I could say my mind has grown.
But every chance I've had I've truly blown.
Wish there was a different me, maybe a clone.
Who could repent of all the seeds I've sown.
Another shit poem I hear you all groan.
But this is the last I'll submit from my lonesome throne.
Sitting in my flat as always alone.
Sounds in my head take on a deathly tone.
No voice comes out, only a tortured moan.
My heart's as heavy as a solid stone.
The demons in my head are truly my own.
Wish I could say my mind has grown.
But every chance I've had I've truly blown.
Wish there was a different me, maybe a clone.
Who could repent of all the seeds I've sown.
Another shit poem I hear you all groan.
But this is the last I'll submit from my lonesome throne.
#regret
#loneliness
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
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elsiesan
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:16pm
Yesterday 8:16pm
Self-Censorship
Self-censorship
Creative cancer
Self-censorship
Nature of truth modify
Fakery mode
Symptom retained
Suppressed realism
Gone awry
Awakened
With steely force
To be heard
To be recognized
Without reprove
Without reproach
Not allowed
To steal for yourself
Not yours, mine
Just want to be heard
One final time
Or more
It's a choice
Creative cancer
Self-censorship
Nature of truth modify
Fakery mode
Symptom retained
Suppressed realism
Gone awry
Awakened
With steely force
To be heard
To be recognized
Without reprove
Without reproach
Not allowed
To steal for yourself
Not yours, mine
Just want to be heard
One final time
Or more
It's a choice
#LifeChangingMoment
6 reads
0 Comments
Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:52pm
Yesterday 7:52pm
Situational Depression (So Many Things Going on Right Now)
Deep is the mind,
Like the ocean you'll find,
But sometimes it's deeper than one thought,
Deep, dark, and cold, and fear fraught,
And what we access on a daily basis,
Is only the surface, we access.
We are like icebergs, floating on the surface of the Arctic Ocean,
We can only see the top layer of the psyche, just a fraction,
With the layers underneath, hidden, afraid to reach them,
Until finally confronted with them,
And not sure how to handle them.
Deep within the soul, lies a warrior,
Awaiting battle, hidden behind the...
Like the ocean you'll find,
But sometimes it's deeper than one thought,
Deep, dark, and cold, and fear fraught,
And what we access on a daily basis,
Is only the surface, we access.
We are like icebergs, floating on the surface of the Arctic Ocean,
We can only see the top layer of the psyche, just a fraction,
With the layers underneath, hidden, afraid to reach them,
Until finally confronted with them,
And not sure how to handle them.
Deep within the soul, lies a warrior,
Awaiting battle, hidden behind the...
#anxiety
#depression
#death
#LGBT
#scary
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0 Comments
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