Long Self Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
senid
Poem Published
21st Nov 2021 2:54pm
21st Nov 2021 2:54pm
Moments in my day
Moments in my day
written August 7th, 2021
1.
I wake up
and look out the window
at the morning sun
shining through the leaves.
I look out the window again
and it is the dusk sky of day's end.
The day has gone somewhere
to someone.
2.
I sit and stare out the
half-circle window.
Somehow I
have arrived here
so I stay.
I'm not sure
where or when I am.
I don't move.
I wait for someone
to say it is ok
and hope
they don't notice me
if it is...
written August 7th, 2021
1.
I wake up
and look out the window
at the morning sun
shining through the leaves.
I look out the window again
and it is the dusk sky of day's end.
The day has gone somewhere
to someone.
2.
I sit and stare out the
half-circle window.
Somehow I
have arrived here
so I stay.
I'm not sure
where or when I am.
I don't move.
I wait for someone
to say it is ok
and hope
they don't notice me
if it is...
#identity
#myself
51 reads
1 Comment
BloodyDrums
Chipoko
Chipoko
Poem Published
19th Nov 2021 7:46pm
19th Nov 2021 7:46pm
I
I feel like I'm bated and twisted
hopeless and sickly
but that is not me
who am I supposed to be?
sometimes I wish I could be free
from all this anxiety
gripping my sanity
heart wrenching and shaking
that's not me
not someone I'm supposed to be
all of me fake
playing this game
what if the game played me?
what if I've already lost and I have to leave?
all of it is at stake
what if if I fail to be the person my father wants me to be?
my heart is constantly breaking
I feel like I'm...
hopeless and sickly
but that is not me
who am I supposed to be?
sometimes I wish I could be free
from all this anxiety
gripping my sanity
heart wrenching and shaking
that's not me
not someone I'm supposed to be
all of me fake
playing this game
what if the game played me?
what if I've already lost and I have to leave?
all of it is at stake
what if if I fail to be the person my father wants me to be?
my heart is constantly breaking
I feel like I'm...
#sadness
#anxiety
#depression
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles
75 reads
5 Comments
MusicallyMrM
Poem Published
19th Nov 2021 1:50pm
19th Nov 2021 1:50pm
Til “It's” Gone......
.it's not a whole lot left
62 -you ain't so far from view
I ain't so scared of death
and in my last breath
tinged with a sadness
spinning round
and round inside
this madness.....
….so much I want to say
time slowly drifts away
and
each and everyday
caught up in the fight
for my vision
my belief
of what is right
I am speaking
it's deafening.........this non-sequential sound of silence ...
62 -you ain't so far from view
I ain't so scared of death
and in my last breath
tinged with a sadness
spinning round
and round inside
this madness.....
….so much I want to say
time slowly drifts away
and
each and everyday
caught up in the fight
for my vision
my belief
of what is right
I am speaking
it's deafening.........this non-sequential sound of silence ...
#sadness
#TruthOfLife
#SelfReflection
41 reads
5 Comments
Spanker
Poem Published
16th Nov 2021 2:51am
16th Nov 2021 2:51am
Anglican Pagan
Warning
Multiple triggers possible
Please cover your ears & or leave
I apologize:
For being happy
A sin in the Woke religion
Where misery, suffering & victim-hood are mandated
Yes I’m a heretic
And guilty of thought crime
Sorry Big Brother, sorry Big Sister
Sorry Cancel Culture, sorry Black Lives Matter
Sorry LGBTQI Plus-Plus-Kiss-Kiss-Bang-Bang
Sorry Twitter trolls, sorry ANTIFA
Sorry Anti-vaccine communities, sorry Eco-warriors
Confession:
I’m Anglican Pagan
Confession:
I’m a...
Multiple triggers possible
Please cover your ears & or leave
I apologize:
For being happy
A sin in the Woke religion
Where misery, suffering & victim-hood are mandated
Yes I’m a heretic
And guilty of thought crime
Sorry Big Brother, sorry Big Sister
Sorry Cancel Culture, sorry Black Lives Matter
Sorry LGBTQI Plus-Plus-Kiss-Kiss-Bang-Bang
Sorry Twitter trolls, sorry ANTIFA
Sorry Anti-vaccine communities, sorry Eco-warriors
Confession:
I’m Anglican Pagan
Confession:
I’m a...
#love
#religion
#culture #morality
#culture #morality
55 reads
2 Comments
deannadellia
Poem Published
15th Nov 2021 7:01pm
15th Nov 2021 7:01pm
Artist
Those whom are easily liked by everyone
will seldom be loved deeply by anyone
Maybe some people the world belongs to
while other people belong to the world
I’ve accepted my fate
The girl who no one understands
The witch who burns in the sun
Fated to lie in the middle of the ocean
singing a siren’s song for eternity
I wonder if anyone will ever hear it
I wonder if it will have been worth it
To create art that no one will admire
to help those who will never care
Should I have tried harder to be normal?
Picking my...
will seldom be loved deeply by anyone
Maybe some people the world belongs to
while other people belong to the world
I’ve accepted my fate
The girl who no one understands
The witch who burns in the sun
Fated to lie in the middle of the ocean
singing a siren’s song for eternity
I wonder if anyone will ever hear it
I wonder if it will have been worth it
To create art that no one will admire
to help those who will never care
Should I have tried harder to be normal?
Picking my...
#depression
#dark
#identity
#LifeAsAWriter
#art
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0 Comments
bertoia15
Poem Published
14th Nov 2021 9:34pm
14th Nov 2021 9:34pm
The Heartbeat of a Man
Go to your room
Turn off all the lights and sounds
Tell me what you hear
Most people would say they hear nothing
But for me, the silence speaks volumes
My anxiety is so loud
and the demons in my head are screaming 36 years worth of
what ifs, why nots, and I told you so's
The weight of their words make me feel like I am drowning in two feet of water
because I can't get my footing to stand up and catch my breath
As they continue to pull me under
I begin to hear something else in the silence
I hear the heartbeat of a man...
Turn off all the lights and sounds
Tell me what you hear
Most people would say they hear nothing
But for me, the silence speaks volumes
My anxiety is so loud
and the demons in my head are screaming 36 years worth of
what ifs, why nots, and I told you so's
The weight of their words make me feel like I am drowning in two feet of water
because I can't get my footing to stand up and catch my breath
As they continue to pull me under
I begin to hear something else in the silence
I hear the heartbeat of a man...
#anxiety
#courage
#God
#faith
#TimeHeals
48 reads
3 Comments
SatansSperm
Poem Published
14th Nov 2021 4:15am
14th Nov 2021 4:15am
Letters never received by Santa
these are letters I found in an old mail bag....never received by Santa.
Dear Santa,
All we want for Christmas is to get some sleep.
The bullfrogs
Dear Santa,
Could you PLEASE make fruitcake a tradition on some other holiday.
Every kid forced to eat that crap.
Dearest Mr.Kringle,
Your electric bill is three months over due,I am afraid we are going to...
Dear Santa,
All we want for Christmas is to get some sleep.
The bullfrogs
Dear Santa,
Could you PLEASE make fruitcake a tradition on some other holiday.
Every kid forced to eat that crap.
Dearest Mr.Kringle,
Your electric bill is three months over due,I am afraid we are going to...
#pagan
42 reads
1 Comment
mysticstones
Poem Published
13th Nov 2021 2:07pm
13th Nov 2021 2:07pm
Matt
for a moment may i bend your ear
tell you a tale
not really a faerie tale
more of today and the real.
it all starts three days ago
along with a rude email.
family stuff about furniture and its storage
but i will spare you all the detail.
yet for the sake of the story and lineage
background is needed, not much, so don't worry.
i have a father, who is not well
i have a step mother, who can be quite a pill
and a half brother, who is in search of free will.
that is the back story.
so from the email, you must know
or have...
tell you a tale
not really a faerie tale
more of today and the real.
it all starts three days ago
along with a rude email.
family stuff about furniture and its storage
but i will spare you all the detail.
yet for the sake of the story and lineage
background is needed, not much, so don't worry.
i have a father, who is not well
i have a step mother, who can be quite a pill
and a half brother, who is in search of free will.
that is the back story.
so from the email, you must know
or have...
#meditation
49 reads
4 Comments
bertoia15
Poem Published
13th Nov 2021 5:12am
13th Nov 2021 5:12am
Half-Hearted
Half of my heart said put the bottle down
but you had the other half
And you constantly reminded me that I wasn't good enough
That the only thing I would ever be good at
was letting others down
My biggest mistake through it all
was that I actually believed you
See I've worn so many masks over the years to hide the real me
The skeletons you've hid in my closet should catch you a charge
for murder in the first degree
But if there's one thing you took from me
that I wish I could get back
It's time
Like the time I spent...
but you had the other half
And you constantly reminded me that I wasn't good enough
That the only thing I would ever be good at
was letting others down
My biggest mistake through it all
was that I actually believed you
See I've worn so many masks over the years to hide the real me
The skeletons you've hid in my closet should catch you a charge
for murder in the first degree
But if there's one thing you took from me
that I wish I could get back
It's time
Like the time I spent...
#alcohol
#TimeHeals
#healing
43 reads
2 Comments
jenny_is_hungry
Poem Published
12th Nov 2021 3:02am
12th Nov 2021 3:02am
Manipulation of the Strong
I guess since she had a boyfriend you didn't like
You had to drive her out of town
And pay her way
So it's ok
I guess if she blew your investment into her degree without graduating
Only to move back and have you pay her housing
Is OK
As long as she was with a boyfriend and making a rash decision to buy a house
And marry him
It's OK
I guess if she spent all her money chasing a life she didn't have before she met another
To come back home to you
Again
It's OK
I'm sorry she's...
You had to drive her out of town
And pay her way
So it's ok
I guess if she blew your investment into her degree without graduating
Only to move back and have you pay her housing
Is OK
As long as she was with a boyfriend and making a rash decision to buy a house
And marry him
It's OK
I guess if she spent all her money chasing a life she didn't have before she met another
To come back home to you
Again
It's OK
I'm sorry she's...
#mother
41 reads
2 Comments
RoseJasmine
Poem Published
11th Nov 2021 3:19am
11th Nov 2021 3:19am
Silence (A Repost)
At a secluded yellow forest
a tenor in the redwood concert
Silence sings the highest notes
make needle-like leaves of the giant move
the scarcely loud voice
you wouldn’t hear on earth
Its vast entity's as vivacious as tai chi
vibrates the midsummer’s trance
during slight dalliance
I found out the very crucial triviality
seems as diminutive as empty ...
a tenor in the redwood concert
Silence sings the highest notes
make needle-like leaves of the giant move
the scarcely loud voice
you wouldn’t hear on earth
Its vast entity's as vivacious as tai chi
vibrates the midsummer’s trance
during slight dalliance
I found out the very crucial triviality
seems as diminutive as empty ...
#SelfReflection
66 reads
6 Comments
mysticstones
Poem Published
6th Nov 2021 4:13pm
6th Nov 2021 4:13pm
conversations within a head
listening
fragmented
doodling within the head
prolific shedding,
multifaceted themes in thought
whimsical colors galore,
and more.
the expectation of a wave
as she starts to heave
consumed in all the glistering wet
just as the sun sets.
the smoothness of the dunes
allowing, forming the beautiful curves.
darkness exudes from the absences of the sun
foreshadowing this evening's moon.
wave upon wave, such an echoing tune.
she describes as pleasuring,
posturing momentary moans. ...
fragmented
doodling within the head
prolific shedding,
multifaceted themes in thought
whimsical colors galore,
and more.
the expectation of a wave
as she starts to heave
consumed in all the glistering wet
just as the sun sets.
the smoothness of the dunes
allowing, forming the beautiful curves.
darkness exudes from the absences of the sun
foreshadowing this evening's moon.
wave upon wave, such an echoing tune.
she describes as pleasuring,
posturing momentary moans. ...
#dreams
#SelfReflection
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0 Comments
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