Self Poems Seeking Friendly Advice
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Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
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missjem56
Poem Published
Today 2:09pm
Today 2:09pm
A Golden Glow
i'm as lost, as the midnight star
on a cloudy night
not a twinkle in site
my shine
lies in the shade
like a shroud
my spirit cowed
wondering whether my light will shine
if there is no-one there to see it
a lone, faraway light
lost behind a cloud
for the rest of the night
until the cloud moved
just as the sun had risen
digesting all starlight
in its golden glow
by Jemia
on a cloudy night
not a twinkle in site
my shine
lies in the shade
like a shroud
my spirit cowed
wondering whether my light will shine
if there is no-one there to see it
a lone, faraway light
lost behind a cloud
for the rest of the night
until the cloud moved
just as the sun had risen
digesting all starlight
in its golden glow
by Jemia
#FeelingLost
#hope
#sadness
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missjem56
Poem Published
Today 2:07pm
Today 2:07pm
Fireflies
The golden moon
Sits in the night sky
Full, and glowing
Ever knowing
As she watches on
Sister Earth below
Echoes of her glow
Scampering
Across clear waters
Creating shimmering golden pathways
That stretch
Over the moonlit horizon
To a land
Of far away dreams
Where-in dwell
Ethereal beings
That hover with gilded wings
And golden hearts
Within the mysterious moonlight
like firey fireflies
by Jemia
Sits in the night sky
Full, and glowing
Ever knowing
As she watches on
Sister Earth below
Echoes of her glow
Scampering
Across clear waters
Creating shimmering golden pathways
That stretch
Over the moonlit horizon
To a land
Of far away dreams
Where-in dwell
Ethereal beings
That hover with gilded wings
And golden hearts
Within the mysterious moonlight
like firey fireflies
by Jemia
#fairies
#magic
#moon #surreal
#moon #surreal
9 reads
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Shilohverse
Shiloh Mello
Shiloh Mello
Poem Published
Today 1:30pm
Today 1:30pm
Muted Reflections
I am muted in shades...
Ink and paper, storm and sky
Words dissolve before they can take form
I am tangled in thoughts and held tight
knot of nerves and brittle sighs
A breath escapes, but the weight remains
I wear a shell of flesh and bone
Where no hands can touch or hold
Inside, traces of things unsaid linger
I am layered, unwound, becoming
caught between who I was and
who I will be
I am muted
Ink and paper, storm and sky
Words dissolve before they can take form
I am tangled in thoughts and held tight
knot of nerves and brittle sighs
A breath escapes, but the weight remains
I wear a shell of flesh and bone
Where no hands can touch or hold
Inside, traces of things unsaid linger
I am layered, unwound, becoming
caught between who I was and
who I will be
I am muted
#SelfReflection
35 reads
9 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:53am
Yesterday 00:53am
A Blue Kind Of Day!
I was verbally abused today
A person
Said an unforgivable thing to me
I find it almost to difficult to repeat
I'm still in shock!
What a thing
To accuse a complete stranger of
ME!!!!!
A TORY!!!!!!
I shall never wear blue ever again
Nor red
Nor yellow
Nor green
Which basically
Leaves me with nothing
So i'll be naked
In the lily the pink
Although it's a bit cold
So i'll likely turn blue
Then indubitally
I'll be accused
Of being a Tory again!
How very liberally laborious!
by...
A person
Said an unforgivable thing to me
I find it almost to difficult to repeat
I'm still in shock!
What a thing
To accuse a complete stranger of
ME!!!!!
A TORY!!!!!!
I shall never wear blue ever again
Nor red
Nor yellow
Nor green
Which basically
Leaves me with nothing
So i'll be naked
In the lily the pink
Although it's a bit cold
So i'll likely turn blue
Then indubitally
I'll be accused
Of being a Tory again!
How very liberally laborious!
by...
#funny
#politics
#satirical
7 reads
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Results_May_Vary
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:37pm
Yesterday 11:37pm
Masturbation
i pray so reluctantly
like begging the father
to punish sparingly
choose the switch instead of the belt
my life is a shadow
casting itself upon my dreams
my dreams are sparks
that fail to ignite amidst the rain
screaming through the phone
you only hear static
i'm just a noise
a lack of defintion
six by six, concrete
silent and complete
intravenous circulation
shallow reciprocation
just another form of rehabilitation
and another fucking medication
it's all...
like begging the father
to punish sparingly
choose the switch instead of the belt
my life is a shadow
casting itself upon my dreams
my dreams are sparks
that fail to ignite amidst the rain
screaming through the phone
you only hear static
i'm just a noise
a lack of defintion
six by six, concrete
silent and complete
intravenous circulation
shallow reciprocation
just another form of rehabilitation
and another fucking medication
it's all...
#depression
#drugs
#LifeStruggles
#religion
#SelfReflection
22 reads
2 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:14pm
Yesterday 7:14pm
Dull (A Slow Death)
dull eyes showing... a
vacant occupancy ~ where
once there was a light
vacant occupancy ~ where
once there was a light
#apathy
#loneliness
#sadness #senryu
#sadness #senryu
38 reads
5 Comments
Her
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:03pm
Yesterday 6:03pm
Clothe Me
Without my skin suit
I’m raw
Exposed
Looking for cover
To be who
He used to know
Is only going
To leave
Me cold
Holding myself
Finding myself
Loving myself
In spite of myself
Is the only way
I’ll be clothed
I’m raw
Exposed
Looking for cover
To be who
He used to know
Is only going
To leave
Me cold
Holding myself
Finding myself
Loving myself
In spite of myself
Is the only way
I’ll be clothed
#courage
#LifeCycle
#love
#strength
#TimeHeals
66 reads
10 Comments
Her
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:59pm
Yesterday 5:59pm
Once I Did
I forgave both of us
Because he couldn’t
Love me anymore
Forever began
Today
Because he couldn’t
Love me anymore
Forever began
Today
#emotions
#hope
#love #TimeHeals
#love #TimeHeals
67 reads
11 Comments
Nixprty
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:20pm
Yesterday 5:20pm
Ever Since
Uniformly informal
Figure me out
Pick at my hanging edges
Imperceptible to the naked eye
Unable to be looked for
Unable to be found
Lost in the endless chaos of being
Struck by the ever expanding future
Sleeping among the grass blades
Growing up and around my figure
Fight or flight or freeze or fawn
A missing persons poster without a name or face
A being
Being without a mouth or head
Being without living
Living without death
A mirrored image
Of a closed eye ...
Figure me out
Pick at my hanging edges
Imperceptible to the naked eye
Unable to be looked for
Unable to be found
Lost in the endless chaos of being
Struck by the ever expanding future
Sleeping among the grass blades
Growing up and around my figure
Fight or flight or freeze or fawn
A missing persons poster without a name or face
A being
Being without a mouth or head
Being without living
Living without death
A mirrored image
Of a closed eye ...
#identity
24 reads
1 Comment
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:45pm
Yesterday 4:45pm
A Ghost of a Rose
what do you say when its over
how do you form the words
to reach those gone forever
down that long winding road
can they see you
or feel you when you weep
will they weep too
or will they just stay asleep
there's an empty tea cup
next to an empty plate here tonight
my prayers and my hope
you're somewhere happy and warm
how do you form the words
to reach those gone forever
down that long winding road
can they see you
or feel you when you weep
will they weep too
or will they just stay asleep
there's an empty tea cup
next to an empty plate here tonight
my prayers and my hope
you're somewhere happy and warm
#death
#grief
41 reads
9 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:10pm
Yesterday 2:10pm
The Monster Who Never Was
Love,
empty words.
I'm the monster.
That child of rage.
Who thought it was easier to be
thrown away.
Than to be treated with kindness.
She was the devil.
The girl beyond redemption.
But there's that light at the top of the well.
And she's afraid,
She's afraid to let it in.
Because if she does,
She won't know what to do...
She won't know,
And she'll weep.
Dare she should show emotion,
That this time she won't be beat.
She won't be shown the fake mask.
But the real face.
The face
Buried...
empty words.
I'm the monster.
That child of rage.
Who thought it was easier to be
thrown away.
Than to be treated with kindness.
She was the devil.
The girl beyond redemption.
But there's that light at the top of the well.
And she's afraid,
She's afraid to let it in.
Because if she does,
She won't know what to do...
She won't know,
And she'll weep.
Dare she should show emotion,
That this time she won't be beat.
She won't be shown the fake mask.
But the real face.
The face
Buried...
#denial
#despair
#grief #shame
#grief #shame
40 reads
5 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:43am
Yesterday 1:43am
Trade In
I need a new life,
even at my age
If I weren't so depressed
I'd be filled with rage
If I didn't have so much rage,
I wouldn't be depressed
I think you can surmise
my life is a mess
Sometimes I don't want to
truly means No, I can't
This matter is serious
it's not just a rant
You can't quit your job
the children need you!
I can't help them if I'm dead
I am one worn out Jew
I want to escape,
but where will I go?
That's for me to find out
And soon I will know.
even at my age
If I weren't so depressed
I'd be filled with rage
If I didn't have so much rage,
I wouldn't be depressed
I think you can surmise
my life is a mess
Sometimes I don't want to
truly means No, I can't
This matter is serious
it's not just a rant
You can't quit your job
the children need you!
I can't help them if I'm dead
I am one worn out Jew
I want to escape,
but where will I go?
That's for me to find out
And soon I will know.
#anxiety
#FeelingTrapped
46 reads
7 Comments
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