Self Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Billy_Snagg
Snaggy
Snaggy
Poem Published
17th Dec 2022 7:45pm
17th Dec 2022 7:45pm
Be My Friend...
One day, I will become your friend,
A proper friend, one you can rely on,
A willing shoulder, in order to cry on.
Yes indeed!
Lean on me whenever in need,
That's what friends are for -
To listen, try and understand;
Fix maybe, whatever's wrong.
Most importantly I wanna be a friend,
One you know WILL always care;
In times of trouble,
Times of hardship and despair...
I will be there.
I've not been good to you lately,
Messing about, being distant and rude -
Mercurial, aloof!
I'm realising...
A proper friend, one you can rely on,
A willing shoulder, in order to cry on.
Yes indeed!
Lean on me whenever in need,
That's what friends are for -
To listen, try and understand;
Fix maybe, whatever's wrong.
Most importantly I wanna be a friend,
One you know WILL always care;
In times of trouble,
Times of hardship and despair...
I will be there.
I've not been good to you lately,
Messing about, being distant and rude -
Mercurial, aloof!
I'm realising...
#happiness
#kindness
#hope
#forgiveness
#gratitude
177 reads
20 Comments
Phantom2426
Poem Published
20th May 2020 4:09am
20th May 2020 4:09am
Bloom Doom
Grew up the youngest
of three blooming brothers
Spreading my petals
everywhere I went
but trouble kept
getting my petals
stuck because of my
Oldest brother's problems
But now my petals are
holding because of
this frenzy shit the
goverments/spooks created
I am tired of this and me
being my Oldest Brother's Keeper
So plesse let my petals go do
Their blooming
of three blooming brothers
Spreading my petals
everywhere I went
but trouble kept
getting my petals
stuck because of my
Oldest brother's problems
But now my petals are
holding because of
this frenzy shit the
goverments/spooks created
I am tired of this and me
being my Oldest Brother's Keeper
So plesse let my petals go do
Their blooming
#brother
#childhood
#family
#memories
#pandemic
399 reads
3 Comments
REMARKABLE_8
RichyRich
RichyRich
Poem Published
16th Jan 2023 6:43pm
16th Jan 2023 6:43pm
"GUNNA"!!
Gunna, tell on you cause, I'm gunna testify!
Why?
Cause I'm gunna cooperate!!
Cause if not, I'm gunna go to jail!
So I'm gunna do probation, and free myself from this label 🏷 once none as "YSL"!!
Gunna, gunna, gunna, hey 👋 gunna go you know me, gunna, and I'm gunna tell!!
"Gunna"
Re!!
Why?
Cause I'm gunna cooperate!!
Cause if not, I'm gunna go to jail!
So I'm gunna do probation, and free myself from this label 🏷 once none as "YSL"!!
Gunna, gunna, gunna, hey 👋 gunna go you know me, gunna, and I'm gunna tell!!
"Gunna"
Re!!
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#shame
#frustration
#disappointment
85 reads
9 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
26th Oct 2021 10:19pm
26th Oct 2021 10:19pm
idiosyncrasy
chivalrous temptation,
excitable treachery don't leave me
I am in that mood again
defending my anxiety
there is need without reason
it swings inside me constantly
tortured existence I know no other
so it's for you I get on my knees
does that make me weak?
I guess it does
I can't cut it clean
escapism is my vow
I will check out every chance I get
upon your doorstep I sit awaiting my pardon
I wonder once released will I be different,
or is the problem with me?
...
excitable treachery don't leave me
I am in that mood again
defending my anxiety
there is need without reason
it swings inside me constantly
tortured existence I know no other
so it's for you I get on my knees
does that make me weak?
I guess it does
I can't cut it clean
escapism is my vow
I will check out every chance I get
upon your doorstep I sit awaiting my pardon
I wonder once released will I be different,
or is the problem with me?
...
#addiction
#philosophical
344 reads
8 Comments
Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2023 10:29pm
23rd Jan 2023 10:29pm
Secrets, Posted
vizpostit
#lust
#LifeCycle
#passion
99 reads
7 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
25th Jan 2023 6:59am
25th Jan 2023 6:59am
Thanks for the Read, Sugar Tits - A story of love, lose, and hot pockets.
is it better if you only knew
this book by it's cover?
maybe there's not much story to tell
would you get bored by the backstory?
unimpressed at how simple it all is
or even worse
think I'm some kind of freak
tired of the filler
can we just start with a simple 'hello'?
enjoy each other's company
without there being expectations
feels like each line, each word
is a trail to the end
are there parts you like and dislike?
tear out the pages you don't want
tear out parts of my existence
what can I say to...
this book by it's cover?
maybe there's not much story to tell
would you get bored by the backstory?
unimpressed at how simple it all is
or even worse
think I'm some kind of freak
tired of the filler
can we just start with a simple 'hello'?
enjoy each other's company
without there being expectations
feels like each line, each word
is a trail to the end
are there parts you like and dislike?
tear out the pages you don't want
tear out parts of my existence
what can I say to...
#books
#myself
#ThrillSeeking
95 reads
8 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
31st Jan 2023 11:12pm
31st Jan 2023 11:12pm
evening cup
an evening cup
at Center Market
coffee
sitting in my favorite
comfortable chair
in the corner
steam rising from
my cup of Peru
a barrier against
the cold on this
late January day
soft lighting
coffee house
music
almost dark outside the
big picture glass
window
old Victorian buildings
begin to silhouette
against the evening
stretching out like
a tired cat
whatever this day
wrought is now
thrown out, ...
at Center Market
coffee
sitting in my favorite
comfortable chair
in the corner
steam rising from
my cup of Peru
a barrier against
the cold on this
late January day
soft lighting
coffee house
music
almost dark outside the
big picture glass
window
old Victorian buildings
begin to silhouette
against the evening
stretching out like
a tired cat
whatever this day
wrought is now
thrown out, ...
#courage
33 reads
9 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
14th Dec 2022 00:37am
14th Dec 2022 00:37am
I was thirteen the first time I masturbated
#TruthOfLife
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
60 reads
4 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
19th Nov 2022 5:50pm
19th Nov 2022 5:50pm
We Live
I Is Me simply isn't the band wagon type
We don't do shit simply because it's tradition or popular
When we breathe, we breathe because we have to
There isn't an attempt to synchonize and breathe as one
We live, so we breathe
We drink water and eat food
Not because everyone else is doing it
But these thing are necessary for us to live in this body
It demands nourishment, although we have a delicate palate
We live, so we eat
We hear because we have been blessed with hearing
We don't like what everyone is screaming at the top of...
We don't do shit simply because it's tradition or popular
When we breathe, we breathe because we have to
There isn't an attempt to synchonize and breathe as one
We live, so we breathe
We drink water and eat food
Not because everyone else is doing it
But these thing are necessary for us to live in this body
It demands nourishment, although we have a delicate palate
We live, so we eat
We hear because we have been blessed with hearing
We don't like what everyone is screaming at the top of...
#identity
#confessional
#philosophical
133 reads
6 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
9th Nov 2022 3:49am
9th Nov 2022 3:49am
17 years of tears
17 years of tears
Seventeen long years ago, the Angel's got their way, i couldn't stop them taking you, no matter how hard I seemed to pray
Why did they take you, there was so much still to share, now I have a whole in my heart and a pain so hard to bare
Surely they didn't need you, as much as i did down here, there's still moments when I cry for you, my tears still sting and sear
There were plenty others the Angel's could have had, but they chose the best I guess, though it made me sad
You taught me so many...
Seventeen long years ago, the Angel's got their way, i couldn't stop them taking you, no matter how hard I seemed to pray
Why did they take you, there was so much still to share, now I have a whole in my heart and a pain so hard to bare
Surely they didn't need you, as much as i did down here, there's still moments when I cry for you, my tears still sting and sear
There were plenty others the Angel's could have had, but they chose the best I guess, though it made me sad
You taught me so many...
#love
#grief
#IMissYou
101 reads
4 Comments
Adelphina
Poem Published
11th Sep 2022 3:33am
11th Sep 2022 3:33am
Ventana Pages
Peeking through the
Beaten path
Of smudged glass
With caked on specks
Of aged dirt
Searching for
A sign of myself
On the other
Side of the blur
Scrolled onto
My Ventana Pages
Where I spilled the fluid of
My soul with calloused fingers
Behind sheer curtains
Of contemplation
Inside all of my
Different bedrooms
Merging fear with
The beauty of words
Same wild midnight spirit
Unrecognizable with growth
Pondering who I am
Where am I going
Asking my reflection
Who...
Beaten path
Of smudged glass
With caked on specks
Of aged dirt
Searching for
A sign of myself
On the other
Side of the blur
Scrolled onto
My Ventana Pages
Where I spilled the fluid of
My soul with calloused fingers
Behind sheer curtains
Of contemplation
Inside all of my
Different bedrooms
Merging fear with
The beauty of words
Same wild midnight spirit
Unrecognizable with growth
Pondering who I am
Where am I going
Asking my reflection
Who...
#identity
#SelfReflection
228 reads
22 Comments
Mrd
Mr. D
Mr. D
Poem Published
29th Jan 2023 10:17am
29th Jan 2023 10:17am
In the moment
she said, no one has ever
touched me like this before,
lying there, her back arching
into a perfect rainbow
as banshee winds
tore roofs off memories
inside my bone dry skull
and shredded the moment
into a confetti
of sodden glossolalia
unspoken
the rainbow collapsed
and my fraud remained
as undiscovered
as the pot of gold
I so believed in as a child
but never found.
touched me like this before,
lying there, her back arching
into a perfect rainbow
as banshee winds
tore roofs off memories
inside my bone dry skull
and shredded the moment
into a confetti
of sodden glossolalia
unspoken
the rainbow collapsed
and my fraud remained
as undiscovered
as the pot of gold
I so believed in as a child
but never found.
#girlfriend
#romantic
#ILoveYou
66 reads
2 Comments
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