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.
BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:37am
Yesterday 5:37am
“Clever” ... A Poem written by Big Virge 23/8/2020
Now It Has Been Said ...
By ... Poetic Heads ...
That I’m Pretty CLEVER ...
When It Comes To Using Letters ...
That Wage Lyrical VENDETTAS ...
WITHOUT That V Fella ... !!!
Or ... Hiding In Cellars ... !!!
Because I’m NO Pretender ... !!!
I’m MORE Like A Vendor ...
of Wordplay That MENTORS ...
Like GREAT Lyricists ...
Whose Use of Lyrics ...
Is CLEVER Like This ... !!!
Because They FLIP And Twist ...
A Lot of CLEVER SCRIPTS ... !!!
Just Like Simone Biles ...
Doing ... Gymnastics ... ...
By ... Poetic Heads ...
That I’m Pretty CLEVER ...
When It Comes To Using Letters ...
That Wage Lyrical VENDETTAS ...
WITHOUT That V Fella ... !!!
Or ... Hiding In Cellars ... !!!
Because I’m NO Pretender ... !!!
I’m MORE Like A Vendor ...
of Wordplay That MENTORS ...
Like GREAT Lyricists ...
Whose Use of Lyrics ...
Is CLEVER Like This ... !!!
Because They FLIP And Twist ...
A Lot of CLEVER SCRIPTS ... !!!
Just Like Simone Biles ...
Doing ... Gymnastics ... ...
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#support
#admiration
#respect
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Harold-Weathervein
Poem Published
4th Mar 2021 3:47pm
4th Mar 2021 3:47pm
Let The Nicotine Fly Higher Than The Birds Over Superior Lake. (the gig was up. I should have set sail at dawn.)
Gloomy midwestern mornings.
I'm sure some ass-hole wrote about its beauty.
I'm sure i'm guilty of it. Anyways...
I had bought a bag of rolling tobacco a week back.
I quit smoking 8, 9 years ago.
When I was with an ex-girl, I had picked up rolling my own,
for...financial reasons I explained.
What I didn't tell her in that Duluth? hotel
was that I started rolling as an excuse to get away from her.
She hated the smell more than a regular cigarette somehow. ...
I'm sure some ass-hole wrote about its beauty.
I'm sure i'm guilty of it. Anyways...
I had bought a bag of rolling tobacco a week back.
I quit smoking 8, 9 years ago.
When I was with an ex-girl, I had picked up rolling my own,
for...financial reasons I explained.
What I didn't tell her in that Duluth? hotel
was that I started rolling as an excuse to get away from her.
She hated the smell more than a regular cigarette somehow. ...
#alcohol
#tobacco
#honesty
#despair
#dating
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
4th Mar 2021 2:56am
4th Mar 2021 2:56am
I'll Keep Holding On
Turning the beautiful wheels of time
When the minds and the hearts are so aligned
A feeling that coursing through my veins
The passport to my soul as you glimpsed into my windowpane
Admiring echoes on the tip of my lips when you say my name
So many times, the uncertainty I felt, yet you pushed me on
Told me, time waits for no one, this is the time to make life my own song
Planning futures laying over your chest
Inhaling thoughts, the, petrified of the uncertainty trying to retain frightened breathes
The pillar of comforts for me ...
When the minds and the hearts are so aligned
A feeling that coursing through my veins
The passport to my soul as you glimpsed into my windowpane
Admiring echoes on the tip of my lips when you say my name
So many times, the uncertainty I felt, yet you pushed me on
Told me, time waits for no one, this is the time to make life my own song
Planning futures laying over your chest
Inhaling thoughts, the, petrified of the uncertainty trying to retain frightened breathes
The pillar of comforts for me ...
#courage
#inspirational
#determination #college
#determination #college
29 reads
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juliagkrimmel
daisygirl
daisygirl
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2021 5:25am
3rd Mar 2021 5:25am
dear, 17
17 years
or 6,210 days
or 149,040 hours
or 8,941,136 minutes
or 536,457,600 seconds
that's how long i've lived
and how long i’ve been on this earth
i'm officially 17
numerically speaking--
that's a long-ass time
realistically, i blinked and it happened
a flash, and here i am
i know i have many years ahead
and many sleepless nights in my bed
but i feel so incredibly old
what feels like
2 seconds ago i was going into high school
and...
or 6,210 days
or 149,040 hours
or 8,941,136 minutes
or 536,457,600 seconds
that's how long i've lived
and how long i’ve been on this earth
i'm officially 17
numerically speaking--
that's a long-ass time
realistically, i blinked and it happened
a flash, and here i am
i know i have many years ahead
and many sleepless nights in my bed
but i feel so incredibly old
what feels like
2 seconds ago i was going into high school
and...
#depression
#hope
#childhood
#birthday
#aging
27 reads
13 Comments
Lothbrok
Poem Published
1st Mar 2021 11:38pm
1st Mar 2021 11:38pm
Another break
I rather be blissfully ignorant most days, I can't shut my brain down and barely keep my mind off topics that mentally wound me, how can I? when every synapse is shocking me into compliance, the transmitters, the chemicals, the way damage becomes a snake around my thoughts, coiling them tightly like a knot on a noose fit so snug and so safely. intrusive and annoying, the most profound language that blankets me in these hectic times...has become silence...I pray for it right before it bites me and strangles me with my own words and actions.
A mirror defeat awaits me daily, I can't be...
A mirror defeat awaits me daily, I can't be...
#sadness
#anxiety
#shame
#disappointment
#emptiness
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
24th Feb 2021 00:51am
24th Feb 2021 00:51am
Alone, Near Done For.....
Lady Luna
lie at your
leisure
down in the mist
of a dream of mine, the dream of a broken old man, alone
in his diminished world worth little, (if anything at at
anything at all).
Moon Maiden all aglow in a place
beyond my space. ( He's a'wishing
he could start all over, ...
lie at your
leisure
down in the mist
of a dream of mine, the dream of a broken old man, alone
in his diminished world worth little, (if anything at at
anything at all).
Moon Maiden all aglow in a place
beyond my space. ( He's a'wishing
he could start all over, ...
#sadness
#regret
#loneliness
#aging
#greed
30 reads
7 Comments
BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2021 11:02am
22nd Feb 2021 11:02am
Bloody Blue Kaleidoscope
Oh hello to this time once again
Is it very late or very early?
Who knows when it's almost 3 am
Laying here listening to these songs
I haven't heard in so very long
Just trying to grapple my emotions back
They're leaking out through my cracks
And oh god, there's so many cracks now
Feeling like my body has doubled its prison quality
My mind keeps throwing up my memories
Playing them like broken movie clips
Black and white, so full of static you can barely watch
My mind cant stand this present horror
Wishing to go back to when it...
Is it very late or very early?
Who knows when it's almost 3 am
Laying here listening to these songs
I haven't heard in so very long
Just trying to grapple my emotions back
They're leaking out through my cracks
And oh god, there's so many cracks now
Feeling like my body has doubled its prison quality
My mind keeps throwing up my memories
Playing them like broken movie clips
Black and white, so full of static you can barely watch
My mind cant stand this present horror
Wishing to go back to when it...
#sadness
#depression
#conflict
#illness
#PTSD
29 reads
4 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
18th Feb 2021 1:37pm
18th Feb 2021 1:37pm
A Rant For AnyOne, Or Non-At-All
relations, relating
(relation'ships....be passing in the proverbial night),
relate the great of gone.
~~No po'em survives such an onslaught ~~
what leg
acy recalled, (had in mind
at the times when all
l o v e
seemed so g'damned
different.
Second chances non-extant now'a'days any'ways.
Roll over, buddy.
It's...
(relation'ships....be passing in the proverbial night),
relate the great of gone.
~~No po'em survives such an onslaught ~~
what leg
acy recalled, (had in mind
at the times when all
l o v e
seemed so g'damned
different.
Second chances non-extant now'a'days any'ways.
Roll over, buddy.
It's...
#regret
#memories
#disappointment
#nostalgia
#disability
25 reads
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BlkLyrycE
Poem Published
18th Feb 2021 10:37am
18th Feb 2021 10:37am
Be Great
I want you to be happy
I want your eyes to light up like the skies do during a warm summers night in the backwoods overlooking the mountains
I want your heart to flutter and your excitement to overflow like a child’s sprit when they finally get that reward for being...simply great
I just want that...for you
I took the brunt of it all
Overcame the obstacles and battled within my being on and off throughout the years
Told myself that this form of love is an honor a privilege to even experience
My soul...
I want your eyes to light up like the skies do during a warm summers night in the backwoods overlooking the mountains
I want your heart to flutter and your excitement to overflow like a child’s sprit when they finally get that reward for being...simply great
I just want that...for you
I took the brunt of it all
Overcame the obstacles and battled within my being on and off throughout the years
Told myself that this form of love is an honor a privilege to even experience
My soul...
#relationships
#LifeChangingMoment
#learning
#SelfWorth
#manipulation
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Just_Me_
Poem Published
16th Feb 2021 1:13pm
16th Feb 2021 1:13pm
Jagged,Rare, Flaws, Yep That's Me !
This is about lil' ol' me
No.I am Just_Me, no superstar
I can't dance or play the guitar
Never had a cigarette or a cigar
Definitely unique, some may say sweet, but I totally disagree
I am a mother
Oldest child, one sister, one brother
One living grandparent ,she has an honest mouth, it can cut like no other
My step dad has dementia, a ruthless disease
Unable to say what's on his mind, I wonder what memories he can see
In California, came to help my mother, thought I knew her, so much I've discovered
Met new friends, all of...
No.I am Just_Me, no superstar
I can't dance or play the guitar
Never had a cigarette or a cigar
Definitely unique, some may say sweet, but I totally disagree
I am a mother
Oldest child, one sister, one brother
One living grandparent ,she has an honest mouth, it can cut like no other
My step dad has dementia, a ruthless disease
Unable to say what's on his mind, I wonder what memories he can see
In California, came to help my mother, thought I knew her, so much I've discovered
Met new friends, all of...
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#myself #emotions
#myself #emotions
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WaterWet
Steve_Mbetu
Steve_Mbetu
Poem Published
14th Feb 2021 6:24pm
14th Feb 2021 6:24pm
My future is in retrospect.!.
Life, Life has a funny way of killing those that desire to live the most
Death, Death has a mystic way of not being the end of Life
There's a part of me that's strange to myself,
A part that's stuck somewhere between life and death
Yet seemingly this is the part am most familiar with
I'm trying to stay in balance, it's not a skill, it's a burden
Life is a labyrinth, all it does is makes me follow, I'm taking unexpected turns with the hope that I lose myself somewhere in the maze
Temporarily trapped in eternity,it's artistic,another sunset and am immortal ...
Death, Death has a mystic way of not being the end of Life
There's a part of me that's strange to myself,
A part that's stuck somewhere between life and death
Yet seemingly this is the part am most familiar with
I'm trying to stay in balance, it's not a skill, it's a burden
Life is a labyrinth, all it does is makes me follow, I'm taking unexpected turns with the hope that I lose myself somewhere in the maze
Temporarily trapped in eternity,it's artistic,another sunset and am immortal ...
#sadness
#loneliness
#confusion
#despair
#emptiness
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Wh1skeySwagger
Swagger
Swagger
Poem Published
14th Feb 2021 12:53pm
14th Feb 2021 12:53pm
Misunderstood
Once upon a brisk winter night
He watched from the darkness
As Snow danced with the wind
Underneath the bright street lights
So tired of all this hiding
The things he holds so dear
The one single wooden match
That kept his fire igniting
In his head he started to wonder
If I just step into the light
And start to walk amongst them
They would surely understand ... right?
And in that moment, on that cold brisk night
You could have heard a pin drop
When he mustered up enough courage
And gracefully stepped...
He watched from the darkness
As Snow danced with the wind
Underneath the bright street lights
So tired of all this hiding
The things he holds so dear
The one single wooden match
That kept his fire igniting
In his head he started to wonder
If I just step into the light
And start to walk amongst them
They would surely understand ... right?
And in that moment, on that cold brisk night
You could have heard a pin drop
When he mustered up enough courage
And gracefully stepped...
#anxiety
#loneliness
#rejection #frustration
#rejection #frustration
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