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.
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
Today 4:18am
Today 4:18am
"soul purpose?"
death's inevitability keeps me "grounded"....
this film with limited tape, I did not create.... my ego is aware and doesn't want to participate.... everyday, my soul yearns escape....
from this body-my soul wish it could separate; this world is ultimately not a good place....the constant chase....this on going pointless rat race....
flesh, blood, and bone-to its self and things external more or less enslaved....
this film with limited tape, I did not create.... my ego is aware and doesn't want to participate.... everyday, my soul yearns escape....
from this body-my soul wish it could separate; this world is ultimately not a good place....the constant chase....this on going pointless rat race....
flesh, blood, and bone-to its self and things external more or less enslaved....
#spiritual
#MentalHealth
#frustration #boredom
#frustration #boredom
12 reads
Sybil_StarWitch
Poem Published
Today 1:48am
Today 1:48am
Alice's Absinthe
I counsel people who are mostly troubled,
But they do not know what is behind my mask!
They cannot see the depths of my insanity,
Or they would not ever step into my office.
I have had my whole reality utterly leveled,
And in my obsessions I am faced with my task.
I am forced to see the whole of my destiny,
Down the rabbit hole, just like little Alice.
We are all mad here, no hope for any cure!
The lunatics are running the asylum forever.
Oh how I have hidden the craziness inside...
Pretending to be rational, to know the answers. ...
But they do not know what is behind my mask!
They cannot see the depths of my insanity,
Or they would not ever step into my office.
I have had my whole reality utterly leveled,
And in my obsessions I am faced with my task.
I am forced to see the whole of my destiny,
Down the rabbit hole, just like little Alice.
We are all mad here, no hope for any cure!
The lunatics are running the asylum forever.
Oh how I have hidden the craziness inside...
Pretending to be rational, to know the answers. ...
#love
#dreams
#confessional
#myself
#obsession
27 reads
4 Comments
R_A_L_HP
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:09pm
Yesterday 11:09pm
A glimpse of light
You should know that
There is no saving
A broken man
Wishing upon the brightest star
That one day… Just a
Silent maybe?
Maybe some of that light
Will reflect, and push
Some of the darkness away.
Gasping for hope
Screaming out of despair
As each day goes by
The realisation that even
The brightest light
Will leave you
Utterly hopeless
Resting forever must be plesant,
Almost irresistable
When faced with
Eternal suffering
There is no saving
A broken man
Wishing upon the brightest star
That one day… Just a
Silent maybe?
Maybe some of that light
Will reflect, and push
Some of the darkness away.
Gasping for hope
Screaming out of despair
As each day goes by
The realisation that even
The brightest light
Will leave you
Utterly hopeless
Resting forever must be plesant,
Almost irresistable
When faced with
Eternal suffering
#sadness
#loneliness
#despair #emptiness
#despair #emptiness
14 reads
0 Comments
_feral
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:10pm
Yesterday 9:10pm
six word story
nobody
ever warns
you about
wind.
ever warns
you about
wind.
#astrology
#SixWordStory
#minimalist
9 reads
1 Comment
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:43pm
Yesterday 8:43pm
Whispers in the Atmosphere (2022)
whispers in the atmosphere
wisps of what we think
flowing telepathically
this is how we link
visions coalescing
moments crystalized
thoughts and feelings streaming
to be pleasantly surprised
I know what your feeling
I know you feel me too
attractive and appealing
I feel love with you...
everything forever
goes on and on and on
I want you to know that I
know we can't go wrong
reaching through the ether
to whisper what we feel
like email and too texting
wisps of thoughts are...
wisps of what we think
flowing telepathically
this is how we link
visions coalescing
moments crystalized
thoughts and feelings streaming
to be pleasantly surprised
I know what your feeling
I know you feel me too
attractive and appealing
I feel love with you...
everything forever
goes on and on and on
I want you to know that I
know we can't go wrong
reaching through the ether
to whisper what we feel
like email and too texting
wisps of thoughts are...
#love
#relationships
#lover
30 reads
2 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:03pm
Yesterday 7:03pm
Strange White Male
Some words die yet still retain their dignity.
For example, my mother fits the slattern mould,
wandering from room to room in a loose bathrobe,
or dressed in swimwear at dinner, so that we had
to see her pubic hair stick out all through the meal.
And as for me, I trap myself in words as much
as any narcissist. Born too late for Portnoy,
Freud, and all the other members of the Blame
It on Mummy Brigade, my own special brew
of Mr Kipling’s White Man’s Inadequacy fermented
in the noughts. The age of Jackass, Pop Idol,
the...
For example, my mother fits the slattern mould,
wandering from room to room in a loose bathrobe,
or dressed in swimwear at dinner, so that we had
to see her pubic hair stick out all through the meal.
And as for me, I trap myself in words as much
as any narcissist. Born too late for Portnoy,
Freud, and all the other members of the Blame
It on Mummy Brigade, my own special brew
of Mr Kipling’s White Man’s Inadequacy fermented
in the noughts. The age of Jackass, Pop Idol,
the...
#childhood
#PowerOfWords
29 reads
2 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:09pm
Yesterday 3:09pm
Sunny Rise
the sun set
and i heard with my ears
and i lay on my back
and i knew chaos
was returning
sitting on my favorite chair
in my favorite spot
overlooking gardens draped
with glistening dewdrops
body warmed by solar energy
mist drifting lazily over hillsides
morning air
filled with birdsong
wondering
why i am permitted to witness
so many sunrises
while others
get so few
the sun rose
and i walked on my feet
and i saw with my eyes ...
and i heard with my ears
and i lay on my back
and i knew chaos
was returning
sitting on my favorite chair
in my favorite spot
overlooking gardens draped
with glistening dewdrops
body warmed by solar energy
mist drifting lazily over hillsides
morning air
filled with birdsong
wondering
why i am permitted to witness
so many sunrises
while others
get so few
the sun rose
and i walked on my feet
and i saw with my eyes ...
#grief
#spiritual
#gratitude #philosophical
#gratitude #philosophical
29 reads
2 Comments
Nik2021
Nicola
Nicola
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:58pm
Yesterday 2:58pm
Lost
I am lost in the depths of my mind.
My mind is full of what could be.
But I am scared to think to deeply.
I know what my heart desires.
I don't know how to get there
Just yet.
My mind is full of what could be.
But I am scared to think to deeply.
I know what my heart desires.
I don't know how to get there
Just yet.
#sadness
#emptiness
#fear
32 reads
3 Comments
S-m-sawyer
Bumped Yesterday 2:51pm
27th Jun 2022 6:42pm
27th Jun 2022 6:42pm
Poetry power
When I tell my friends I write poetry,
They take the piss,
they don't understand the passion., misconceptions that's its all rainbows and flowers,
not realising the dedication,
that I put in the hours.
Driven by an emotional roller coaster,
Trying to navigate through feelings.
It is like the blinkers are on and they're blind to the inspiration that consumes us all around
Profound ,hearing the words in my head without a sound.
Ink bound thoughts from things I notice like never before,
enlightened vision,
clarity sparked intuition ...
They take the piss,
they don't understand the passion., misconceptions that's its all rainbows and flowers,
not realising the dedication,
that I put in the hours.
Driven by an emotional roller coaster,
Trying to navigate through feelings.
It is like the blinkers are on and they're blind to the inspiration that consumes us all around
Profound ,hearing the words in my head without a sound.
Ink bound thoughts from things I notice like never before,
enlightened vision,
clarity sparked intuition ...
#rhyming
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness #epic
#StreamOfConsciousness #epic
170 reads
20 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:34pm
Yesterday 12:34pm
A Lifetime Of Creativity
Yes...
This is what
I was born for....
To live
The writing life
I know it
To be so
Because
I feel it
Surging through
The blood
Inside my veins
It's like flipping
A switch
Everytime
My creativity
Chases me
Sometimes catching
Me off guard
I just stop and
stay still then
Let it enthrall me
This is what
I was born for....
To live
The writing life
I know it
To be so
Because
I feel it
Surging through
The blood
Inside my veins
It's like flipping
A switch
Everytime
My creativity
Chases me
Sometimes catching
Me off guard
I just stop and
stay still then
Let it enthrall me
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
31 reads
5 Comments
Grace
Idryad
Idryad
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:13am
Yesterday 9:13am
Chain link
bottoms up
he slurred
the tenth mug of beer
coming down empty
and I stared
at his beard
where foams popped
and trickled down
one more for the road
he giggled
beckoning the bartender
who looked away in disgust
the bartender looked at me
a little sneery
more beer, lady?
I smelled peppermint
in his breath
something kicked me
deep in my gut
what am I doing here
Gracie, Gracie
and I walked into the Twilight
I heard the crash
as he fell off the...
he slurred
the tenth mug of beer
coming down empty
and I stared
at his beard
where foams popped
and trickled down
one more for the road
he giggled
beckoning the bartender
who looked away in disgust
the bartender looked at me
a little sneery
more beer, lady?
I smelled peppermint
in his breath
something kicked me
deep in my gut
what am I doing here
Gracie, Gracie
and I walked into the Twilight
I heard the crash
as he fell off the...
#MovingOn
#healing
26 reads
2 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:47am
Yesterday 2:47am
Say Yes (To Poetry)
It is like a salve
A washing away
Of yesterday's debris
A peaceful retreat
Whether writing
Or simply
Reading it
Oh, the joyfulness
Of poetry!
It sends one off
To a place
Of pure emotion
Where the imagination
Runs free
Always say yes
To poetry!
A washing away
Of yesterday's debris
A peaceful retreat
Whether writing
Or simply
Reading it
Oh, the joyfulness
Of poetry!
It sends one off
To a place
Of pure emotion
Where the imagination
Runs free
Always say yes
To poetry!
#WritingPoetry
32 reads
7 Comments
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