Least Read Self Poems
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Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2022 10:53pm
22nd Apr 2022 10:53pm
Procrastination
noun
the act or habit of procrastinating, or putting off or delaying, especially something requiring immediate attention:
I hear him calling me
Chuckling
Snickering
Taunting me
(It’s my procrastination)
I see him rustling
through the bushes
His eyes forever struggling
To keep watch
(Procrastination is me)
I’ve been late to life events
More times than I can remember
Its never done intentionally
Only I have no control
It’s almost like fate
Is pulling all my strings
My heart wants to be close ...
the act or habit of procrastinating, or putting off or delaying, especially something requiring immediate attention:
I hear him calling me
Chuckling
Snickering
Taunting me
(It’s my procrastination)
I see him rustling
through the bushes
His eyes forever struggling
To keep watch
(Procrastination is me)
I’ve been late to life events
More times than I can remember
Its never done intentionally
Only I have no control
It’s almost like fate
Is pulling all my strings
My heart wants to be close ...
#NaPoWriMo2022
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1 Comment
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
24th Apr 2022 4:30pm
24th Apr 2022 4:30pm
Empty
I am alone
Forgotten
Betrayed
Unfulfilled
I am an empty vessel
The poetry
That once filled me
Is now
Barren
Deserted
Devoided of all focus
Kicked to the curb
A hitchhikers testament
I am hollow inside
The life that once filled my soul
Has evaporated into nothingness
My arrogance
Deflated
My ignorance
Voided
My self worth
Depleted
My motivation
Lacking
I am all used up
Unoccupied
Forgotten
Betrayed
Unfulfilled
I am an empty vessel
The poetry
That once filled me
Is now
Barren
Deserted
Devoided of all focus
Kicked to the curb
A hitchhikers testament
I am hollow inside
The life that once filled my soul
Has evaporated into nothingness
My arrogance
Deflated
My ignorance
Voided
My self worth
Depleted
My motivation
Lacking
I am all used up
Unoccupied
#NaPoWriMo2022
8 reads
4 Comments
Beyondbroken88
Poem Published
21st Oct 2019 9:37pm
21st Oct 2019 9:37pm
Bathe in my Mind
Test the temperature
Be sure it won’t burn you
Be careful
Take caution
This is a body of water
Foreign to your skin
Be sure you are sure
Be certain you are ready
To bathe in my mind
Be sure it won’t burn you
Be careful
Take caution
This is a body of water
Foreign to your skin
Be sure you are sure
Be certain you are ready
To bathe in my mind
#friendship
#humankind
9 reads
3 Comments
Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2019 3:16am
2nd Dec 2019 3:16am
Me & My Mirror Is Me
I get the sensation of a life time intimate
And intrinsic observation of my appearance,
As I lay down my vision unto papers,
Drawing paths of dreams I once dreamed,
Catching leaves falling off from trees,
And birds singing in choir as the sun burn my eyes and skin
As I tempt to reach my gaze to where I can see the waves of branches,
When breezes pierce through trunks build and held strong by centuries,
As I breath scent of the living arising amid the sky and bring green to the eyes of bees
And flowers blooming as their nature has...
And intrinsic observation of my appearance,
As I lay down my vision unto papers,
Drawing paths of dreams I once dreamed,
Catching leaves falling off from trees,
And birds singing in choir as the sun burn my eyes and skin
As I tempt to reach my gaze to where I can see the waves of branches,
When breezes pierce through trunks build and held strong by centuries,
As I breath scent of the living arising amid the sky and bring green to the eyes of bees
And flowers blooming as their nature has...
#love
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
9 reads
7 Comments
FeNyX
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2021 7:50am
2nd Jan 2021 7:50am
Cold Moon
In between the deep breaths of life
In between the vibrations of the universe
In between the fractals of time itself
In between our very human cells
Perfectly ... within a moment of free prose ...
There is us ...
under a cold moon ...
In between the vibrations of the universe
In between the fractals of time itself
In between our very human cells
Perfectly ... within a moment of free prose ...
There is us ...
under a cold moon ...
#love
9 reads
2 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
20th Dec 2021 7:19pm
20th Dec 2021 7:19pm
My Little House On The Beach
Unique am eye, aye...
You might say I’m unique
I squat on my spy
Observing passersby
All of whom think I’m a freak
My house is majestic
Wall to wall ocean
Organically domestic
(Sailing freely in motion)
Fish pirouette
Twirling gracefully on fin
They synchronize their silhouette
To perform their novelette
Into a grin
Seagulls cascade into dips
Feathered bullets on a mission
Pillage the water like sunken ships
Bombarding pirates complete their fishin'
The trees
Sway in...
You might say I’m unique
I squat on my spy
Observing passersby
All of whom think I’m a freak
My house is majestic
Wall to wall ocean
Organically domestic
(Sailing freely in motion)
Fish pirouette
Twirling gracefully on fin
They synchronize their silhouette
To perform their novelette
Into a grin
Seagulls cascade into dips
Feathered bullets on a mission
Pillage the water like sunken ships
Bombarding pirates complete their fishin'
The trees
Sway in...
#happiness
#love
#strength
#admiration
#respect
9 reads
1 Comment
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
13th Apr 2022 4:47am
13th Apr 2022 4:47am
Second Wind
my thoughts
are
racing rapid
unpredictable
like a bunny
gone rabid
hopping from one
idea to the next
hide and seek
I’m becoming
more vexed
the first week
was easy
all the lines
fell in place
I was sprinting
out
at the start
of the race
my pen
was well oiled
fashioned
for the task
filled to the brim
with ideas in my flask
hot off the press
syllables we're forming
faster than you
can ask
nothing was
stopping
me
the wind flew...
are
racing rapid
unpredictable
like a bunny
gone rabid
hopping from one
idea to the next
hide and seek
I’m becoming
more vexed
the first week
was easy
all the lines
fell in place
I was sprinting
out
at the start
of the race
my pen
was well oiled
fashioned
for the task
filled to the brim
with ideas in my flask
hot off the press
syllables we're forming
faster than you
can ask
nothing was
stopping
me
the wind flew...
#NaPoWriMo2022
9 reads
2 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
14th Apr 2022 4:52am
14th Apr 2022 4:52am
I Cannot Be Moved
You stare at me
I stare right back
You show animosity
I show no slack
You wish me wrong
I wish you well
You think you’re strong
But only time will tell
You set me up
I set you right
You spike my sup
But you can’t sleep at night
You hem and haw
Complain and moan
You think you’re the law
But I’m the one that has a home
You think it's cool
To slander my name
Divide and ridicule
Is your only game
You try to frighten
But I’m enlightened
My mind a titan
Like Poseidon’s triton
My...
I stare right back
You show animosity
I show no slack
You wish me wrong
I wish you well
You think you’re strong
But only time will tell
You set me up
I set you right
You spike my sup
But you can’t sleep at night
You hem and haw
Complain and moan
You think you’re the law
But I’m the one that has a home
You think it's cool
To slander my name
Divide and ridicule
Is your only game
You try to frighten
But I’m enlightened
My mind a titan
Like Poseidon’s triton
My...
#NaPoWriMo2022
9 reads
2 Comments
DevonJones409
Poem Published
20th Apr 2022 9:54pm
20th Apr 2022 9:54pm
As I lay crying
Awoke, with pressure in my head,
Brain felt like balloon, pink 'n' red.
As clichèt as it sounds,
It'll POP 'n' explode rounds.
a continual pump action,
Cranium capacity, full,
No more room, even a fraction,
Cracking open the skull.
Eleven hours, most of the day,
Head'll go BOOM, so clichèt.
The very next day I wake up,
Deep in ocean, like U-boat, sub.
Surface top, is baseline,
Emotions dive 'n' decline.
Periscope reluctant to raise,
Unable to see above top. ...
Brain felt like balloon, pink 'n' red.
As clichèt as it sounds,
It'll POP 'n' explode rounds.
a continual pump action,
Cranium capacity, full,
No more room, even a fraction,
Cracking open the skull.
Eleven hours, most of the day,
Head'll go BOOM, so clichèt.
The very next day I wake up,
Deep in ocean, like U-boat, sub.
Surface top, is baseline,
Emotions dive 'n' decline.
Periscope reluctant to raise,
Unable to see above top. ...
#sadness
#LifeStruggles
#shame
#TimeHeals
#emotions
9 reads
1 Comment
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
29th Oct 2022 6:49pm
29th Oct 2022 6:49pm
Day by Day
Emotional memories
flood my existence
like a structurally
damaged dam
Forcing me to face
the man that I am
Or at least what’s become
of this shallow and broken
vessel version of a man
Whose reflected image
was nothing but so much of an
enclosed sham
Rebooting and resetting
as if I were an infected program
When did it all go wrong?
When did I go wrong?
Early mornings encircle
my miserable conundrum
like maddening hunger enraged
vultures on the prowl
...
flood my existence
like a structurally
damaged dam
Forcing me to face
the man that I am
Or at least what’s become
of this shallow and broken
vessel version of a man
Whose reflected image
was nothing but so much of an
enclosed sham
Rebooting and resetting
as if I were an infected program
When did it all go wrong?
When did I go wrong?
Early mornings encircle
my miserable conundrum
like maddening hunger enraged
vultures on the prowl
...
#anxiety
#grief
#loneliness
#dark
#despair
9 reads
2 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
24th May 2024 11:59am
24th May 2024 11:59am
Let's Go!
5 am
got my namaste on
coffee in
feelin' fit as fiddle
a stringless, broke necked
sat on by the fat tuba
player at band camp fiddle
damned if my knees don't sound
like Snap Crackle and Pop
fighting over a peep of
Betty Crocker's back side
I mean shit,
the next time I hear healthy
and happy in the same sentence
I'm punching that person square in
the face, fuck you
CrossFit
It sucks to be a lot of something
years old and getting back to
soldier shape, the recovery
is killer but...
got my namaste on
coffee in
feelin' fit as fiddle
a stringless, broke necked
sat on by the fat tuba
player at band camp fiddle
damned if my knees don't sound
like Snap Crackle and Pop
fighting over a peep of
Betty Crocker's back side
I mean shit,
the next time I hear healthy
and happy in the same sentence
I'm punching that person square in
the face, fuck you
CrossFit
It sucks to be a lot of something
years old and getting back to
soldier shape, the recovery
is killer but...
#motivational
#PersonalGrowth
#success
9 reads
5 Comments
Beyondbroken88
Poem Published
20th Oct 2019 1:29pm
20th Oct 2019 1:29pm
My little voice
In this moment
So quiet and peaceful
Is when I hear you clearly
Like a wind chime
You sing sweetly and lazily to me
So quiet and peaceful
Is when I hear you clearly
Like a wind chime
You sing sweetly and lazily to me
#SelfReflection
10 reads
4 Comments
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