Long Self Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
no, Google, I'm not suicidal
I googled
"what to do
when you've given up
on life"
and it gave me a list
of suicide hotlines
and articles on positive
mental health practices
I didn't know how
to explain to a search engine
that I'm not suicidal
I'm not looking for that kind of exit
I'm lost
I'm lonely
I'm aimless
Everything feels pointless
I've hit the edge of depression
and kept going into the abyss
instead of pulling back
like I was supposed to
I scroll through the...
"what to do
when you've given up
on life"
and it gave me a list
of suicide hotlines
and articles on positive
mental health practices
I didn't know how
to explain to a search engine
that I'm not suicidal
I'm not looking for that kind of exit
I'm lost
I'm lonely
I'm aimless
Everything feels pointless
I've hit the edge of depression
and kept going into the abyss
instead of pulling back
like I was supposed to
I scroll through the...
#depression
#despair
#emptiness #MentalHealth
#emptiness #MentalHealth
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awake
I don’t sleep much these days
nightmares wait patiently
crouched in the corners of sleep
where I’m small again
beneath thunderous rage
cowerin from the shadow
that swallows everythin I am
I wake chokin on panic
that I’ve spent years swallowin down
heart thrashin in my chest
as terror outlasts my dreams
I don’t sleep much these days
music arrivin without warnin
midnight melodies spinnin circles in my mind
fingers twitch tied to strings
ivory key puppeteer beckonin me
down the...
nightmares wait patiently
crouched in the corners of sleep
where I’m small again
beneath thunderous rage
cowerin from the shadow
that swallows everythin I am
I wake chokin on panic
that I’ve spent years swallowin down
heart thrashin in my chest
as terror outlasts my dreams
I don’t sleep much these days
music arrivin without warnin
midnight melodies spinnin circles in my mind
fingers twitch tied to strings
ivory key puppeteer beckonin me
down the...
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Angel Friend
He watches them from the boundless skies,
a guardian boy with wings of endless light.
His heart beats steady with a gentle care,
each friend he treasures like a shining star.
Through every shadow, he protects their path
and whispers hope to ease the storm's cold tears.
The winds may howl and night may spill its tears,
but still, he flies above the darkened skies.
No fear can falter him along their path.
For in his chest burns courage strong and light.
Each soul he shields, protecting every star,
their laughter fills his...
a guardian boy with wings of endless light.
His heart beats steady with a gentle care,
each friend he treasures like a shining star.
Through every shadow, he protects their path
and whispers hope to ease the storm's cold tears.
The winds may howl and night may spill its tears,
but still, he flies above the darkened skies.
No fear can falter him along their path.
For in his chest burns courage strong and light.
Each soul he shields, protecting every star,
their laughter fills his...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#WritingPoetry
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Father, I get so much Joy after I had prayed to you
Father, I get so much
Joy after I had prayed
To you
Before I go to sleep
Every single night
In my bed
Tonight when I had prayed
To you in my prayer
I had asked for you
To remove the anger
That I have
And also I ask my father
To help me with daily
Problems
Because I am not sure
How to work in solving
My daily problems
Also, my father when I sleep
In my bed at night
I never wake up
In the middle of the night
I sleep all through the night
Like a log
Also, I know that you
Father...
Joy after I had prayed
To you
Before I go to sleep
Every single night
In my bed
Tonight when I had prayed
To you in my prayer
I had asked for you
To remove the anger
That I have
And also I ask my father
To help me with daily
Problems
Because I am not sure
How to work in solving
My daily problems
Also, my father when I sleep
In my bed at night
I never wake up
In the middle of the night
I sleep all through the night
Like a log
Also, I know that you
Father...
#apathy
#bittersweet
#regret
#rejection
#sadness
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I deserve it all
Twice the peace; twice the grace... Sound mind; steady pace
All the heights; I’m meant to chase... Man; I deserve it all.
Fewer foes; sharpest plans... Golden stocks and bigger brands
Built it up with my own hands... Yea; I deserve it all.
Shining stones; my wrist aglow... Seats reclined; the engines roar
Waves that kiss my private shore... I deserve it all.
Respect my name; let praises ring... Islands where the palm trees swing
Every blessing wealth can bring... I deserve it all.
For the my sister who left too...
All the heights; I’m meant to chase... Man; I deserve it all.
Fewer foes; sharpest plans... Golden stocks and bigger brands
Built it up with my own hands... Yea; I deserve it all.
Shining stones; my wrist aglow... Seats reclined; the engines roar
Waves that kiss my private shore... I deserve it all.
Respect my name; let praises ring... Islands where the palm trees swing
Every blessing wealth can bring... I deserve it all.
For the my sister who left too...
#faith
#hope
#motivational #uplifting
#motivational #uplifting
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~s h u t d o w n
ahh am i imagining this..
what a start of a day today!
the one-worded daily calender
astrology too .. says its a ‘trouble’
for my ‘raasi’ moonsign’: mesham
so a cancerously ’immobilising’
an inevitable ‘stop press’.. in an
accumulated infectious benumbing
mountainous petrifications.. that
perplexingly.. either feels as an
overly felt in bleed & pains.. as dying
each moment .. a lamping flame
still sparkly unwaveringly bright..
warrioring anything.. not just to ...
what a start of a day today!
the one-worded daily calender
astrology too .. says its a ‘trouble’
for my ‘raasi’ moonsign’: mesham
so a cancerously ’immobilising’
an inevitable ‘stop press’.. in an
accumulated infectious benumbing
mountainous petrifications.. that
perplexingly.. either feels as an
overly felt in bleed & pains.. as dying
each moment .. a lamping flame
still sparkly unwaveringly bright..
warrioring anything.. not just to ...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#gratitude
#home
#prayer
#SelfReflection
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My Earliest Memories
Murtala Muhammad Specialist Hospital, Kano, Nigeria
Friday, January 19, 1990, Late Evening
A baby boy was born after hours of intense labor. The medical team assigned male at birth.
My earliest memories
Are still listed among the most unsolved chronicles
Immediately after mum put to bed
Even before the midwife reaches for me
I stood up and walked with a waddle
So exhausted I placed my back on the wall of the room at an angle
Medical personnel in the room were all
Gobsmacked, shocked or brain dead! ...
Friday, January 19, 1990, Late Evening
A baby boy was born after hours of intense labor. The medical team assigned male at birth.
My earliest memories
Are still listed among the most unsolved chronicles
Immediately after mum put to bed
Even before the midwife reaches for me
I stood up and walked with a waddle
So exhausted I placed my back on the wall of the room at an angle
Medical personnel in the room were all
Gobsmacked, shocked or brain dead! ...
#LifeStruggles
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4 Comments
The Doctor Said To
Something seems to be missing.
And it's not friends or kissing.
Sometimes you would feel like you are inside of your head.
Like you are not alive,but dead.
You wondered,what could be the cause?
For your emotions to take pause?
Maybe you were looking for a solution.
And you needed something.
You were going through the motions.
And developing new emotions,devotions.
So the doctor came and walked up to you.
He told me,take these pills,and you'll feel normal,too.
So take this pill,you'll feel much better. ...
And it's not friends or kissing.
Sometimes you would feel like you are inside of your head.
Like you are not alive,but dead.
You wondered,what could be the cause?
For your emotions to take pause?
Maybe you were looking for a solution.
And you needed something.
You were going through the motions.
And developing new emotions,devotions.
So the doctor came and walked up to you.
He told me,take these pills,and you'll feel normal,too.
So take this pill,you'll feel much better. ...
#dark
#depression
#despair #emptiness
#despair #emptiness
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Diamond in the Rough (Posted 8/27/2020)
I didn't grow up privileged
have hard edges
from growing up in hard places
fought for everything I've got
and those that don't know me
act so cocky towards me
always giving my all
just to prove I’m above the hatred
yet I still get looked down on
never good enough for society
a fighter settling for a poor man’s salary
not that I mind it
I get used to the everyday bullshit
I’m a little bit dirty
I’m a little muddied up
been dropped in the caverns
I’m a bit fucked up ...
have hard edges
from growing up in hard places
fought for everything I've got
and those that don't know me
act so cocky towards me
always giving my all
just to prove I’m above the hatred
yet I still get looked down on
never good enough for society
a fighter settling for a poor man’s salary
not that I mind it
I get used to the everyday bullshit
I’m a little bit dirty
I’m a little muddied up
been dropped in the caverns
I’m a bit fucked up ...
#myself
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4 Comments
Self Reflection

#anxiety
#emotions
#hope #strength
#hope #strength
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about last night
worked my way past her waistband
divin into wet warmth
other hand under her shirt
thumb circlin her nipple
she arched against me
as my fingers explored deeper inside her
the gasp that fell from her lips
better than any drink I’ve ever tasted
“more” she whispered
lips brushin against my ear
thighs partin wider
her palm slidin against hardness thru my jeans
then suddenly she pushed me back
eyes dancin with a playful mischief
my hands trailin her departure
groanin at the loss of contact
...
divin into wet warmth
other hand under her shirt
thumb circlin her nipple
she arched against me
as my fingers explored deeper inside her
the gasp that fell from her lips
better than any drink I’ve ever tasted
“more” she whispered
lips brushin against my ear
thighs partin wider
her palm slidin against hardness thru my jeans
then suddenly she pushed me back
eyes dancin with a playful mischief
my hands trailin her departure
groanin at the loss of contact
...
#sex
#StreamOfConsciousness
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The Right Path
What happened beneath the trees?
Do they have falling green leaves?
Do they always fall far from the tree?
And do I have to follow?
Once my time comes,when it comes the sorrow.
Do I have to follow nature's path?
In order to live and survive?
Sometimes I wish,but couldn't I just stay and watch the stars in the night?
Like nature's course takes place.
I found a familiar face.
Green,dancing leaves.
And spring,lively trees.
If I were a leaf,I would dance.
And have a natural advance.
I would flow slowly...
Do they have falling green leaves?
Do they always fall far from the tree?
And do I have to follow?
Once my time comes,when it comes the sorrow.
Do I have to follow nature's path?
In order to live and survive?
Sometimes I wish,but couldn't I just stay and watch the stars in the night?
Like nature's course takes place.
I found a familiar face.
Green,dancing leaves.
And spring,lively trees.
If I were a leaf,I would dance.
And have a natural advance.
I would flow slowly...
#despair
#hope
#motivational #sadness
#motivational #sadness
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