Self Poems by New Members
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
- Published by new DU Poetry members.
idktbh
Poem Published
29th Jun 2022 3:05am
29th Jun 2022 3:05am
Quicksand-
the more you struggle the faster you sink,
i’m sinking in quicksand.
there is quicksand all around me.
am i the quicksand?
i’m sinking in quicksand.
there is quicksand all around me.
am i the quicksand?
#sadness
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
43 reads
1 Comment
RoseUponThorns
RoseThorn
RoseThorn
Poem Published
26th Jun 2022 11:46pm
26th Jun 2022 11:46pm
Thoughts #1
Girls we love for what they are; young men for what they promise to be.
Loving is a painful thrill, and not to love more painful still.
It is the one great woe of life, to feel all feeling die.
The pleasure of love is in loving.
Behold me! I am worthy!
Majesty and love do not well agree, nor do they live together.
Loving is a painful thrill, and not to love more painful still.
It is the one great woe of life, to feel all feeling die.
The pleasure of love is in loving.
Behold me! I am worthy!
Majesty and love do not well agree, nor do they live together.
#SelfReflection
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Pretty_Vacuous
D.W.
D.W.
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:57am
Yesterday 8:57am
Neverwhere is a troubled land
I used to get so tired of the monotony
looks of disappointment
or worse pity
I know there’s a part of me
even I can’t reach
it’s like an echo that rides the vibration of every sound
an after image burnt into the retinas, and tastes of bitterness between the lines
it’s like a sickness
that renders one redundant
it’s maddening knowing you can’t trust your own judgement
takes years to learn how to live with and by yourself
while never crossing the line you’ve drawn in the sand
I don’t have the words to make anyone understand ...
looks of disappointment
or worse pity
I know there’s a part of me
even I can’t reach
it’s like an echo that rides the vibration of every sound
an after image burnt into the retinas, and tastes of bitterness between the lines
it’s like a sickness
that renders one redundant
it’s maddening knowing you can’t trust your own judgement
takes years to learn how to live with and by yourself
while never crossing the line you’ve drawn in the sand
I don’t have the words to make anyone understand ...
#MentalHealth
26 reads
Mind_The_Step
Poem Published
14th Jun 2022 11:25pm
14th Jun 2022 11:25pm
Pity me I have BPD
My pettiness is my selfishness
in your hour of need
I will let you bleed.
For my personal gain
I will inflict your pain.
My good manners look like I welcome you in with banners.
Pity me I have BPD.
in your hour of need
I will let you bleed.
For my personal gain
I will inflict your pain.
My good manners look like I welcome you in with banners.
Pity me I have BPD.
#dark
#MentalHealth
#honesty #misunderstood
#honesty #misunderstood
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skg373
Cera
Cera
Poem Published
Today 5:10pm
Today 5:10pm
Inner Maelstrom
They say to sit with your feelings,
leave space to feel them.
But what if
there’s no space big enough?
I’ll sit with them,
but they won’t sit with me.
They dash in--
then back out to sea.
They swell, and screech.
A swirling maelstrom
even in
the calmest waters.
When I come to ask,
what wounds me so?
A silence….
scratches in my throat.
Though their language
is one I’ve tried to learn,
their voices
talk (or scream) out of turn.
A codex not taught
in...
leave space to feel them.
But what if
there’s no space big enough?
I’ll sit with them,
but they won’t sit with me.
They dash in--
then back out to sea.
They swell, and screech.
A swirling maelstrom
even in
the calmest waters.
When I come to ask,
what wounds me so?
A silence….
scratches in my throat.
Though their language
is one I’ve tried to learn,
their voices
talk (or scream) out of turn.
A codex not taught
in...
#SelfReflection
#emotions
13 reads
1 Comment
BetzalelKanarek
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2022 12:11pm
2nd Jun 2022 12:11pm
Truth
Truth"
She comes without warning
Her mind been made
She looks at me cooly
Holding my gaze
The weight of it all
Has me awfully afraid
My head, my haven
She begins to invade
Her all-knowing eyes
Pierce through my soul
She removes her disguise
The room around me grows cold
She forces out the lies
That for too long I've been told
I've dealt with the devil
My soul has been sold
She's tired of the mind games
Goodbye blissful youth
She has many names
But most know her as Truth ...
She comes without warning
Her mind been made
She looks at me cooly
Holding my gaze
The weight of it all
Has me awfully afraid
My head, my haven
She begins to invade
Her all-knowing eyes
Pierce through my soul
She removes her disguise
The room around me grows cold
She forces out the lies
That for too long I've been told
I've dealt with the devil
My soul has been sold
She's tired of the mind games
Goodbye blissful youth
She has many names
But most know her as Truth ...
#lies
#TruthOfLife
#disappointment #weakness
#disappointment #weakness
65 reads
1 Comment
MissPoppet
Poem Published
28th Jun 2022 3:49pm
28th Jun 2022 3:49pm
Ephemera
A collection of movie tickets,
dinner receipts, and coffee cup sleeves
from places the next town over –
a single use relationship.
He didn’t want to see movies
and eat dinner with me.
He drank his coffee fast and in silence.
Someone must have told him
access to my body was a transaction.
Eventually I stopped the transactional aspect,
just spread my legs
and he was much happier.
My thick body was well and good
for private spaces,
but not for public consumption.
So, I hoarded the...
dinner receipts, and coffee cup sleeves
from places the next town over –
a single use relationship.
He didn’t want to see movies
and eat dinner with me.
He drank his coffee fast and in silence.
Someone must have told him
access to my body was a transaction.
Eventually I stopped the transactional aspect,
just spread my legs
and he was much happier.
My thick body was well and good
for private spaces,
but not for public consumption.
So, I hoarded the...
#relationships
57 reads
7 Comments
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