Popular Self Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
Popular poems, listed in order of their popularity this month.
Chasing Dreams
Writing all my fears on an empty page
Needing to share these random thoughts
Looking for common ground to engage
Never found it hard to connect the dots
Chasing dreams in a game of chance
I’m a realist when it comes to limitations
Sure it gets me off to make words dance
While venting all life’s many frustrations
Wisdom’s another word for commonsense
That’s been accumulating over the years
So many seasons spent sitting on the fence
Learning that nothing truly is as it appears
Needing to share these random thoughts
Looking for common ground to engage
Never found it hard to connect the dots
Chasing dreams in a game of chance
I’m a realist when it comes to limitations
Sure it gets me off to make words dance
While venting all life’s many frustrations
Wisdom’s another word for commonsense
That’s been accumulating over the years
So many seasons spent sitting on the fence
Learning that nothing truly is as it appears
#risk
122 reads
19 Comments
no joke...
listen...
I got a few questions
been on my mind a minute
just keep building
so I'm gonna put them out there
see where it gets me
can't they come up with some kinda fix-a-flat
who do we see about that
cuz lately...
the girls aren't feeling as elevated
looking a bit tired
deflated
I want my bounce back
these days it seems like everything sags
& if I gotta pee
don't even look sideways at me
takes that trickle down effect...
to a whole other level
it's a serious situation
when the...
I got a few questions
been on my mind a minute
just keep building
so I'm gonna put them out there
see where it gets me
can't they come up with some kinda fix-a-flat
who do we see about that
cuz lately...
the girls aren't feeling as elevated
looking a bit tired
deflated
I want my bounce back
these days it seems like everything sags
& if I gotta pee
don't even look sideways at me
takes that trickle down effect...
to a whole other level
it's a serious situation
when the...
#aging
#frustration
#funny #women
#funny #women
96 reads
10 Comments
Water Ritual
it’s just a simple glass of water,
nothing special, not really
I beg for its healing anyway;
I will it to slide down my throat
a wide and roaring tempest,
to wash away the sticky grief
lodged deep within my chest;
to quench my thirst for peace
in these long and dark hours;
to become the hideous monster,
that chases away the weariness
sewn to my bones’ marrow;
to transform the salt and sorrow
that slides in fresh tracks
down cheeks tired of smiling
and pretending it’s all okay
because it has to be
nothing special, not really
I beg for its healing anyway;
I will it to slide down my throat
a wide and roaring tempest,
to wash away the sticky grief
lodged deep within my chest;
to quench my thirst for peace
in these long and dark hours;
to become the hideous monster,
that chases away the weariness
sewn to my bones’ marrow;
to transform the salt and sorrow
that slides in fresh tracks
down cheeks tired of smiling
and pretending it’s all okay
because it has to be
#grief
#heartbroken
143 reads
5 Comments
Learning To Love
There’s a fork in the road up ahead
Can’t obtain wisdom without mileage
Been searching for a common thread
Knowing I’ll face the hanging judge
Time apparently doesn’t heal all scars
Each passing year guilt grows heavy
Misery is shared inside crowded bars
Until frustration overwhelms the levee
Growing old brings the slow decline
Don’t be pondering over choices made
Sitting here waiting to receive a sign
Learning to love for a debt already paid
Can’t obtain wisdom without mileage
Been searching for a common thread
Knowing I’ll face the hanging judge
Time apparently doesn’t heal all scars
Each passing year guilt grows heavy
Misery is shared inside crowded bars
Until frustration overwhelms the levee
Growing old brings the slow decline
Don’t be pondering over choices made
Sitting here waiting to receive a sign
Learning to love for a debt already paid
#faith
142 reads
16 Comments
My Love Language
MULTILINGUAL
#gratitude
#happiness
#love #TimeHeals
#love #TimeHeals
102 reads
16 Comments
Another Problem Solved
How can I miss you?
When you never go away
Water’s wet sky is blue
Another victim falls prey
Outside in the distance
A stranger lies in wait
Steeped in persistence
Always guarding the gate
When did I get wise?
Is the proper question
As soon as a crow flies
It disregards suggestion
Across from the station
Where young lovers flirt
All over God’s creation
Someone’s slinging dirt
When did you sell it?
And why wasn’t I involved?
Shut up and take a hit
Another...
When you never go away
Water’s wet sky is blue
Another victim falls prey
Outside in the distance
A stranger lies in wait
Steeped in persistence
Always guarding the gate
When did I get wise?
Is the proper question
As soon as a crow flies
It disregards suggestion
Across from the station
Where young lovers flirt
All over God’s creation
Someone’s slinging dirt
When did you sell it?
And why wasn’t I involved?
Shut up and take a hit
Another...
#conflict
#marijuana
94 reads
17 Comments
Losing My Colors
My broken soul
Lost its colors
Each sliding
Down my face
One
By
One
My red bloodied
Fingers shakily
Picking up
My tear-stained
Heart
My orange sun
Happiness
Becoming
A distant memory
My yellow sunflower
Dreams no longer
Reaching for
The sky
My emerald eyes
Becoming clouded
With resigned
Tears
No longer
Anyone’s
Blue jean baby
I became ...
Lost its colors
Each sliding
Down my face
One
By
One
My red bloodied
Fingers shakily
Picking up
My tear-stained
Heart
My orange sun
Happiness
Becoming
A distant memory
My yellow sunflower
Dreams no longer
Reaching for
The sky
My emerald eyes
Becoming clouded
With resigned
Tears
No longer
Anyone’s
Blue jean baby
I became ...
#despair
#emptiness
#PTSD
114 reads
16 Comments
It used to be…
It used to be
I lived my life like a soliloquy
People standing around patiently
While I spouted on and on
About only what mattered to me
It used to be
I spoke sarcastically
Burying people too hastily
Ten feet under while my mind whirled
With what damage was done to me
It used to be
I couldn’t see a world when I’d be free
Of the demons sitting on my shoulders taunting me
The movies of my past forever playing in my mind on repeat
Damning me to a life of torment and dreams that would remain incomplete
...
I lived my life like a soliloquy
People standing around patiently
While I spouted on and on
About only what mattered to me
It used to be
I spoke sarcastically
Burying people too hastily
Ten feet under while my mind whirled
With what damage was done to me
It used to be
I couldn’t see a world when I’d be free
Of the demons sitting on my shoulders taunting me
The movies of my past forever playing in my mind on repeat
Damning me to a life of torment and dreams that would remain incomplete
...
#gratitude
#hope
#PTSD
94 reads
15 Comments
Obscure
The joker’s always grinning
He’s grinning at your pain
Negative vibes are spinning
Taking root inside your brain
A wicked sin turns violent
When it’s got nothing pure
Cold stare remaining silent
Preferring to remain obscure
Copyright Damian DeadLove 2024
He’s grinning at your pain
Negative vibes are spinning
Taking root inside your brain
A wicked sin turns violent
When it’s got nothing pure
Cold stare remaining silent
Preferring to remain obscure
Copyright Damian DeadLove 2024
#LifeAsAWriter
81 reads
17 Comments
Self Portrait Unknown Artist
Calling card
Lips
Shadow beard
Abstraction
Other face parts
Donated to charity
Lips
Shadow beard
Abstraction
Other face parts
Donated to charity
#art
#identity
#minimalist #mystery
#minimalist #mystery
108 reads
21 Comments
Save Me
I dreamt that you were six years old again
Yet somehow, I knew it was a dream
Subconsciously I was aware of our current time and place
But it didn’t matter
I was going to enjoy this little journey
You took my hand
Led me to the living room with all the toys
I sat with you
I hugged you
Your little face lit
Your bright smile
You spoke to me
I was happy in all the details of your face
Your innocence
I miss you being that little
I miss you all being that small
I held back my tears
Time has...
Yet somehow, I knew it was a dream
Subconsciously I was aware of our current time and place
But it didn’t matter
I was going to enjoy this little journey
You took my hand
Led me to the living room with all the toys
I sat with you
I hugged you
Your little face lit
Your bright smile
You spoke to me
I was happy in all the details of your face
Your innocence
I miss you being that little
I miss you all being that small
I held back my tears
Time has...
#Autism
#children
#memories
164 reads
14 Comments
Life's Ride
How many hungering heartbeats
until your life has flown bye?
The ecstatic events are just
a flash in time.
And the painful days
compose an immortal rhyme.
Let me ask you.
Did you take life's ride?
Don't lie.
In defiance of gravity,
to fill your cavity,
and feel acutely alive.
In the heat of my mind,
memories swelter.
Begging for the heart's tender shelter.
Destiny's fragments fall from a starry sky
Learn to live without the stalking question why.
Your evolution wants a surprise.
until your life has flown bye?
The ecstatic events are just
a flash in time.
And the painful days
compose an immortal rhyme.
Let me ask you.
Did you take life's ride?
Don't lie.
In defiance of gravity,
to fill your cavity,
and feel acutely alive.
In the heat of my mind,
memories swelter.
Begging for the heart's tender shelter.
Destiny's fragments fall from a starry sky
Learn to live without the stalking question why.
Your evolution wants a surprise.
#fate
#TruthOfLife
120 reads
15 Comments
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