Least Read Self Poems
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Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
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Brie0077
Epiphany
Epiphany
Poem Published
24th Oct 2018 9:22am
24th Oct 2018 9:22am
Just Be Nice
Talk about me without me
Never let it be
Life will poison what you see
Doors with no key
Nothing free
No Transparency
Fake reality
Goodness and glee
All you’ll get from me
Optimistically😎
Love a tree🌲🌳🎄
Works for me!
Never let it be
Life will poison what you see
Doors with no key
Nothing free
No Transparency
Fake reality
Goodness and glee
All you’ll get from me
Optimistically😎
Love a tree🌲🌳🎄
Works for me!
#humankind
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
15th Feb 2019 1:31am
15th Feb 2019 1:31am
East’s Abode
The journey moves every on
with the west now left behind
and the goal of east’s abode
lays beyond the earthly curve
progress marked in baby steps
or the lunge to seek an end
each serves a purpose in itself
discovery made in due course
that in-between of status gained
becomes a mystery to be solved
a question mark for the world
to condemn or to bless
indecision seems the way
while the self is explained
neither cold nor of hot
the temperature is just right
there is no schedule to be met
the seconds...
with the west now left behind
and the goal of east’s abode
lays beyond the earthly curve
progress marked in baby steps
or the lunge to seek an end
each serves a purpose in itself
discovery made in due course
that in-between of status gained
becomes a mystery to be solved
a question mark for the world
to condemn or to bless
indecision seems the way
while the self is explained
neither cold nor of hot
the temperature is just right
there is no schedule to be met
the seconds...
#transgender
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
15th Feb 2019 3:42pm
15th Feb 2019 3:42pm
The Mirror Showed
The mirror showed another face
beauty hidden is now revealed
with a sharp contrast to the old
it’s still me after all
tint diverged from my own
with the gender close behind
each a difference I can’t dispute
as my heart was resolute
to convince a larger world
convey an image now my own
a transformation I can’t ignore
with outward to be observed
this was a symbol of myself
comeliness now expressed
asking for consciousness
of potential I could express.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved....
beauty hidden is now revealed
with a sharp contrast to the old
it’s still me after all
tint diverged from my own
with the gender close behind
each a difference I can’t dispute
as my heart was resolute
to convince a larger world
convey an image now my own
a transformation I can’t ignore
with outward to be observed
this was a symbol of myself
comeliness now expressed
asking for consciousness
of potential I could express.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved....
#transgender
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fieryangelsouljia
MorriganFey
MorriganFey
Poem Published
17th Feb 2019 3:51pm
17th Feb 2019 3:51pm
Maiden, Not
you forgot me on the hill
but kept the ribbon for my hair
Ive sat here for hours to cry my fill
you knew I was never a Maiden Fair
Ive seen darkness, Ive seen death
I wield a sword and fight with men
I've made love and I've taken breath
and I would do it all again
you left me here wondering
but I know myself, I know my heart
I'll never be caught just wandering
I knew my path from the very start
so I don my helm and my shield
strap my leathers back 'round my waist
and I smile at the blade I yield
the...
but kept the ribbon for my hair
Ive sat here for hours to cry my fill
you knew I was never a Maiden Fair
Ive seen darkness, Ive seen death
I wield a sword and fight with men
I've made love and I've taken breath
and I would do it all again
you left me here wondering
but I know myself, I know my heart
I'll never be caught just wandering
I knew my path from the very start
so I don my helm and my shield
strap my leathers back 'round my waist
and I smile at the blade I yield
the...
#strength
#women
#honesty #SelfDiscovery
#honesty #SelfDiscovery
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Lowko
Poem Published
18th Feb 2019 10:46am
18th Feb 2019 10:46am
Smooth as a pistol
I wake up every night at like 3am
Tha djinn swim in circles around my cranium
Have I been abducted by tha annunaki ?
Aliens taking ova like a gang of jamrackies
Duty free on street I know a man that slangs bacci
With a little bit of whizz and a little bit of weed
Hand to hand with tha feends and I double that green
Red laser beam that will make u Swiss cheese !
Point tha strap at you and make u piss jeans
Your blood leaks all ova your nikes
In the nights like Tyson biting in fights
She's walking in tha spar glass of cider and...
Tha djinn swim in circles around my cranium
Have I been abducted by tha annunaki ?
Aliens taking ova like a gang of jamrackies
Duty free on street I know a man that slangs bacci
With a little bit of whizz and a little bit of weed
Hand to hand with tha feends and I double that green
Red laser beam that will make u Swiss cheese !
Point tha strap at you and make u piss jeans
Your blood leaks all ova your nikes
In the nights like Tyson biting in fights
She's walking in tha spar glass of cider and...
#music
#freedom
#sports
#art
#passion
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
20th Feb 2019 00:23am
20th Feb 2019 00:23am
As Lunacy Shows
Perhaps insanity finds what’s sought
unveiling layers beneath the crust
shifting cards to reveal
the sum of life that’s been concealed
some assurance would be nice
that a percentage will be left
of the life I had before
when the journey runs its course
from the top of the heap
to place in-between
elevation left behind
in pursuit of so much more
madness may be the cue
if only life would let me know
whisper something other than
deviation from the norm
the world used to go my way
that layer crumbled...
unveiling layers beneath the crust
shifting cards to reveal
the sum of life that’s been concealed
some assurance would be nice
that a percentage will be left
of the life I had before
when the journey runs its course
from the top of the heap
to place in-between
elevation left behind
in pursuit of so much more
madness may be the cue
if only life would let me know
whisper something other than
deviation from the norm
the world used to go my way
that layer crumbled...
#LGBT
#transgender
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shannonJane
Poem Published
20th Feb 2019 10:12pm
20th Feb 2019 10:12pm
Antarctic sunrise
I'm walking in circles yet on a thin line, I'm breaking the ice yet in a fire ring filled with grime.
I'm melting like a glacier, scorching like a desert, pacing in sighs.
Dividing, concuring, exploring.
Dying then living.
If only humans was more Forgiving.
I'm melting like a glacier, scorching like a desert, pacing in sighs.
Dividing, concuring, exploring.
Dying then living.
If only humans was more Forgiving.
#romantic
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DCLXVI_1989
Poem Published
20th Feb 2019 10:40pm
20th Feb 2019 10:40pm
Railroad Crossing
I miss the sounding of the trains at nighttime's pass
I miss my shoes on their trek, walking on the tracks.
One way there. One way back.
I miss the haul.
I miss the crawl.
I miss the distance.
Not knowing where I'm going,
But aware of the direction.
I miss the loud isolation even mentioned
Heading toward the setting.
Sun sets it's dark protection.
It's too silent without the whistle.
Tumbleweeds, telephone poles and thistles.
Rocks crunching beneath feet.
Cutting through town, cut down in half,...
I miss my shoes on their trek, walking on the tracks.
One way there. One way back.
I miss the haul.
I miss the crawl.
I miss the distance.
Not knowing where I'm going,
But aware of the direction.
I miss the loud isolation even mentioned
Heading toward the setting.
Sun sets it's dark protection.
It's too silent without the whistle.
Tumbleweeds, telephone poles and thistles.
Rocks crunching beneath feet.
Cutting through town, cut down in half,...
#home
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MsTT_0203
Ms.TT
Ms.TT
Poem Published
15th Feb 2019 6:16am
15th Feb 2019 6:16am
Born To'Be Reborn
I gave birth to the world
I am the universe
I nurtured you with the pirtal of life
You call me wife
Mother daughter
Creator leader
I am the wind that grazes your skin
The water that whispers along your grin
The cycles of Earth furnishing your soul
Saturation dressing the answers you hold
Outspoken
Melanin soakin
Kween!
True royalty -rhythm of presence
Sings tempo
Synched with my bossom
Solid roots hums my song like a keepsake of memories short or long
Aug19,2018
Ina Johnson
I am the universe
I nurtured you with the pirtal of life
You call me wife
Mother daughter
Creator leader
I am the wind that grazes your skin
The water that whispers along your grin
The cycles of Earth furnishing your soul
Saturation dressing the answers you hold
Outspoken
Melanin soakin
Kween!
True royalty -rhythm of presence
Sings tempo
Synched with my bossom
Solid roots hums my song like a keepsake of memories short or long
Aug19,2018
Ina Johnson
#LifeCycle
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
18th Nov 2017 3:02pm
18th Nov 2017 3:02pm
The "Holy-Roller" Sisters
After going around the world looking for answers
Looking for a soul who'd understand
The sorrow and the void deep in my soul,
The fear so thick, it chokes my very breath
When it wraps its heavy darkness around me
Searching high and low to find peace and joy once more
Reaching out to Jesus on my own, but returning empty-handed...
Pushing my way through multitudes to reach some help.
Laying in bed, forming puddles with my tears...
I've begged pastors and preachers to pray deliverance for me
And they laugh and turn me away saying,...
Looking for a soul who'd understand
The sorrow and the void deep in my soul,
The fear so thick, it chokes my very breath
When it wraps its heavy darkness around me
Searching high and low to find peace and joy once more
Reaching out to Jesus on my own, but returning empty-handed...
Pushing my way through multitudes to reach some help.
Laying in bed, forming puddles with my tears...
I've begged pastors and preachers to pray deliverance for me
And they laugh and turn me away saying,...
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Vandel_Viaclovsky
Van
Van
Poem Published
9th Sep 2018 00:36am
9th Sep 2018 00:36am
a matter of analogy
the pills and booze and music together brought about a small puff of air or tuft of obliteration deep inside,
and she heard
in the gored-out alcoves of her inner ear
a chittering of typewriters, of keyboards,
or else a chattering of xylophones
ringing an arid skitter across the soundtrack of her life
{went}
tqk shk tqk
tqk ...
and she heard
in the gored-out alcoves of her inner ear
a chittering of typewriters, of keyboards,
or else a chattering of xylophones
ringing an arid skitter across the soundtrack of her life
{went}
tqk shk tqk
tqk ...
#narrative
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AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
13th Feb 2019 6:27pm
13th Feb 2019 6:27pm
Endless Banality
Listen carefully nothing is being said
Just the endless banality of conversation
Wake up smell the napalm
Life is a constant war zone
Static screeching through your brain
No tears what’s the use
It’s a waste of precious water
In the darkness it gets lonely
Becomes hard to breathe
Lost among a sea of strangers
Wheels grind you down
You’re a missing heartbeat
The runt of the litter
Heading along a dead end street
No room to turn back
Even in the silence
The noise never fades away ...
Just the endless banality of conversation
Wake up smell the napalm
Life is a constant war zone
Static screeching through your brain
No tears what’s the use
It’s a waste of precious water
In the darkness it gets lonely
Becomes hard to breathe
Lost among a sea of strangers
Wheels grind you down
You’re a missing heartbeat
The runt of the litter
Heading along a dead end street
No room to turn back
Even in the silence
The noise never fades away ...
#SelfWorth
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