Self Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
Poems written by Top Critiquers
PAR
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 12:01pm
8th Dec 2024 12:01pm
Flock of Brushstrokes
Beneath the silence of the gallery,
calm, in front of the ancient still life.
The solitary figure cradles,
in the soft glow, the soul binds.
Brushstrokes capture ephemerality,
rich colors, vibrating tactile textures,
ripe fruit and flowers in a flock
as if breathing in the air.
A deep connection the canvas evokes,
transported to the painting, suspended time.
Details touch it like a light breeze,
melancholy that becomes immense.
Lost in rapture all feels small
and at the same time, deeply human. ...
calm, in front of the ancient still life.
The solitary figure cradles,
in the soft glow, the soul binds.
Brushstrokes capture ephemerality,
rich colors, vibrating tactile textures,
ripe fruit and flowers in a flock
as if breathing in the air.
A deep connection the canvas evokes,
transported to the painting, suspended time.
Details touch it like a light breeze,
melancholy that becomes immense.
Lost in rapture all feels small
and at the same time, deeply human. ...
#art
#birds
#flowers
48 reads
6 Comments
MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 10:13am
27th Nov 2024 10:13am
On Life Journey I Keep Trying
Along with my ego side by side walking
Not ego driven on life journey I keep trying
Carried away by its powers soul losing
A risk of the infection of perfection attaining
A beauty in disguise my self I keep reminding
A challenging inner struggle worth leading
Delving into ego complexities soul transforming
In rivers of inner harmony how I long bathing
Not ego driven on life journey I keep trying
Carried away by its powers soul losing
A risk of the infection of perfection attaining
A beauty in disguise my self I keep reminding
A challenging inner struggle worth leading
Delving into ego complexities soul transforming
In rivers of inner harmony how I long bathing
#confessional
#learning
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
95 reads
11 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
19th Oct 2023 2:27am
19th Oct 2023 2:27am
Just Testing The Winds Of Time...
I am testing the unbalanced lightning effect on this last introduction video during my traveling blog, I was in the parking lot of the Detroit Metropolitan Airport.
From this day going forward, a three week much needed vacation, no patients, not scheduled to be on nightly on call, no call center calls in the middle of the night for medication refills, no televisits, no DON duties, no payroll to complete, no hiding out from persistent whining physicians, no pager on my hip, no overhead pages to the triage desk, oh God yes...
I am going deep...
From this day going forward, a three week much needed vacation, no patients, not scheduled to be on nightly on call, no call center calls in the middle of the night for medication refills, no televisits, no DON duties, no payroll to complete, no hiding out from persistent whining physicians, no pager on my hip, no overhead pages to the triage desk, oh God yes...
I am going deep...
#travel
#passion
#ThrillSeeking
445 reads
3 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2024 9:04pm
22nd Mar 2024 9:04pm
A Hand From Above
A gentle wind graces my brow.
From whence it came, my gate, steadily.
As if to guide, the atmosphere brightens.
Facing ahead, glowing radiance.
Warm embrace caresses softly.
Unfurling below, flourishing landscape.
Under the sun, the valley's folds.
Sounds are silent.
Heavenly direction.
I close my eyes.
Dimensions unify into one.
Peace is heard, heightening.
Mountainous peak.
Open as day, I see.
Perfect rhyme and time, always there.
Distant horizon behind.
Plane where silhouettes...
From whence it came, my gate, steadily.
As if to guide, the atmosphere brightens.
Facing ahead, glowing radiance.
Warm embrace caresses softly.
Unfurling below, flourishing landscape.
Under the sun, the valley's folds.
Sounds are silent.
Heavenly direction.
I close my eyes.
Dimensions unify into one.
Peace is heard, heightening.
Mountainous peak.
Open as day, I see.
Perfect rhyme and time, always there.
Distant horizon behind.
Plane where silhouettes...
#LifeStruggles
#God
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
#metaphor
124 reads
2 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 4:27pm
28th Nov 2024 4:27pm
A Hold on Me
something’s
gripping tight
the air
suffocates
walls lean in
like whispers
and the devil's
knuckles knock
who is it inside
I’m fading away
lost in the echo
of my own voice
gripping tight
the air
suffocates
walls lean in
like whispers
and the devil's
knuckles knock
who is it inside
I’m fading away
lost in the echo
of my own voice
#depression
#emptiness
#honesty
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
112 reads
9 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
587 reads
3 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:26pm
Yesterday 2:26pm
Blue Oyster
Indigo silence haunting winds
in clairvoyance blue cult oyster
when nature is green
neath haint of orange moon
and denim twilight
of ghostly aurora
looking in the eye
in clairvoyance blue cult oyster
in clairvoyance blue cult oyster
when nature is green
neath haint of orange moon
and denim twilight
of ghostly aurora
looking in the eye
in clairvoyance blue cult oyster
#philosophical
47 reads
0 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
6th Dec 2024 11:50am
6th Dec 2024 11:50am
A Journey under Moonlight
I didn't know his name, I still don't
but I chased him through incarnations
beneath the moon's soft and silvery glow
I journeyed from a child to a woman
a solitary figure travelling steady and slow
preferring the night cos the timeless space
placed me under its velvet embrace
the shadows dim against the grey
a wanderer's heart beats with the impossible
the perfection of twilight sculptured
in the dappled shadows of symmetrical trees
yet missing that name that beckoned
like twinkles of shared dreams...
but I chased him through incarnations
beneath the moon's soft and silvery glow
I journeyed from a child to a woman
a solitary figure travelling steady and slow
preferring the night cos the timeless space
placed me under its velvet embrace
the shadows dim against the grey
a wanderer's heart beats with the impossible
the perfection of twilight sculptured
in the dappled shadows of symmetrical trees
yet missing that name that beckoned
like twinkles of shared dreams...
#LifeCycle
56 reads
6 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
6th Jun 2024 9:22pm
6th Jun 2024 9:22pm
Halloween air in June
My hand breaks the surface and
parts the night-grass
on my grave.
My eyes roll back
as wind kisses my fingertips
and I revel in the taste of
fecund soil in my mouth.
The ground undulates
as if the very earth
were gravid
with me
something happened.
and I tear through the
universe’s placenta
with my dirty nails,
feral and filthy
dusky and filled
with living night,
My chest heaves against
the white linen dress ...
parts the night-grass
on my grave.
My eyes roll back
as wind kisses my fingertips
and I revel in the taste of
fecund soil in my mouth.
The ground undulates
as if the very earth
were gravid
with me
something happened.
and I tear through the
universe’s placenta
with my dirty nails,
feral and filthy
dusky and filled
with living night,
My chest heaves against
the white linen dress ...
#dark
#gothic
#lust #SelfDiscovery
#lust #SelfDiscovery
267 reads
18 Comments
Lyrically_Inclined
Poem Published
16th Oct 2018 2:19pm
16th Oct 2018 2:19pm
Poetry is...
Poetry is...
You reading
A conversation
I’m having with myself
You vicariously living
My sexual encounters
You feeling
My pain
From the things
I’m dealing with
You experiencing
My romance
Even though
We’re not in
A romantic relationship
You seeing
The frustration
Of my everyday life
You enjoying
The unreality
Of my dreams
Poetry is...
Your glimpse into me
Welcome to my world
You reading
A conversation
I’m having with myself
You vicariously living
My sexual encounters
You feeling
My pain
From the things
I’m dealing with
You experiencing
My romance
Even though
We’re not in
A romantic relationship
You seeing
The frustration
Of my everyday life
You enjoying
The unreality
Of my dreams
Poetry is...
Your glimpse into me
Welcome to my world
#friendship
#honesty
#dialogue #philosophical
#dialogue #philosophical
609 reads
4 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2024 00:23am
3rd Dec 2024 00:23am
I can feel it
I can feel it...
the sun on my face
the breeze in my hair
the joy in my gut
the spring in my strut
I can feel it...
the dark in my veins
the shame in my soul
the wrong in my right
the cry in the night
I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to feel it all
I want to shut my eyes
Let the cloak of numbness fall
To feel the love
is to know the hurt
.
the sun on my face
the breeze in my hair
the joy in my gut
the spring in my strut
I can feel it...
the dark in my veins
the shame in my soul
the wrong in my right
the cry in the night
I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to feel it all
I want to shut my eyes
Let the cloak of numbness fall
To feel the love
is to know the hurt
.
#anxiety
#emotions
#hurt #love
#hurt #love
81 reads
15 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
26th Aug 2024 9:11pm
26th Aug 2024 9:11pm
Misty Harbinger
misty harbinger
A few days before the fall, and it's already chilling, the sun too much shy, blinking pallid winks to my eye; it's fading heat, showing a morose, pale appearance. i know autumn will surely make me sickly melancholic, as usual, listening to that slowly, sadly dropping rain from the gutter, like a sad sonata of autumn, tripping silently along the lane, and its evening will even send my thoughts wandering in an unlived past....
This morning, i left the marker earlier than i used to do on Thursdays, as i heard the call of the mountain, from the...
A few days before the fall, and it's already chilling, the sun too much shy, blinking pallid winks to my eye; it's fading heat, showing a morose, pale appearance. i know autumn will surely make me sickly melancholic, as usual, listening to that slowly, sadly dropping rain from the gutter, like a sad sonata of autumn, tripping silently along the lane, and its evening will even send my thoughts wandering in an unlived past....
This morning, i left the marker earlier than i used to do on Thursdays, as i heard the call of the mountain, from the...
#confessional
#confusion
#emptiness
#mirror
#SelfDiscovery
75 reads
0 Comments
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