Popular Self Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
Popular poems, listed in order of their popularity this month.
KristinaX
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 9:00pm
13th Jan 2025 9:00pm
Side effects of masochism
In the hearses of my damp gateways, crucifying holes
A spider web of fluids spreads between your fingers
While I eagerly lick them off tasting myself
The thoughts of lurking predators pushing me
Side effects of obsessive masochism
And a tendency to provoke violence
The abundance of punishments
Hidden under a veil of submission
Undiluted alcohol of expectation bruises and cuts
An overwhelming perception of feminine suffering
The spicy scent of cum stimulates the imagination
While the sadism of the garden is blooming
A spider web of fluids spreads between your fingers
While I eagerly lick them off tasting myself
The thoughts of lurking predators pushing me
Side effects of obsessive masochism
And a tendency to provoke violence
The abundance of punishments
Hidden under a veil of submission
Undiluted alcohol of expectation bruises and cuts
An overwhelming perception of feminine suffering
The spicy scent of cum stimulates the imagination
While the sadism of the garden is blooming
#anxiety
#lust
#orgasm
#sensual
#suffering
238 reads
45 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 9:00pm
24th Jan 2025 9:00pm
I miss you more than you could ever know.
How much time has flown by - so much, so little.
But her memory is kept in me. I was afraid to admit...
I guess I still am, that she will never come back.
That I won't see her smile, that I won't feel her hugs.
How much she sacrificed just to bring me into this world.
She never gave up on me despite her own health.
And once I knew, would things have been different?
If she had listened to the doctors, and everyone else.
When I was a child it was so hard to take care of her.
Especially through the relapses and affects of treatment.
I...
But her memory is kept in me. I was afraid to admit...
I guess I still am, that she will never come back.
That I won't see her smile, that I won't feel her hugs.
How much she sacrificed just to bring me into this world.
She never gave up on me despite her own health.
And once I knew, would things have been different?
If she had listened to the doctors, and everyone else.
When I was a child it was so hard to take care of her.
Especially through the relapses and affects of treatment.
I...
#depression
#despair
#emptiness
#mother
#suffering
189 reads
26 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 4:30am
5th Jan 2025 4:30am
Rothko, Pollock, Poetspeak …
Poetspeak
Obviously the best looking
Those other guys
Yeah, they carried it
Just like Jack Casady on bass
Bless its Pointed Little Head album
Google it
Listen
Back to Poetspeak
The original Box Head
What do I always say ?
Stay Tuned
Obviously the best looking
Those other guys
Yeah, they carried it
Just like Jack Casady on bass
Bless its Pointed Little Head album
Google it
Listen
Back to Poetspeak
The original Box Head
What do I always say ?
Stay Tuned
#art
#identity
#music
#myself
#PopCulture
168 reads
48 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 9:06am
2nd Feb 2025 9:06am
Best Version
Despite all the turmoil and despair in the world right now, I’m glad I got DU. It’s my comfort zone, where I get to visit my fellow poets/poetesses. When I first got here a lot of the members said, “Welcome to this dysfunctional family.”
I haven’t seen much dysfunction, really. I’ve seen creative people being creative, and supportive of each other. Is there family drama? I would say yes, you can’t put this many creative and talented people together and not have friction from time to time.
I’ve kinda made it a priority of getting to know the writers, behind...
I haven’t seen much dysfunction, really. I’ve seen creative people being creative, and supportive of each other. Is there family drama? I would say yes, you can’t put this many creative and talented people together and not have friction from time to time.
I’ve kinda made it a priority of getting to know the writers, behind...
#confessional
114 reads
20 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 5:19pm
1st Feb 2025 5:19pm
A Tale of a Cup of Coffee
It feels safe here
A gentle escape from fame
My disguise working well
Even the guy at the Deli on the corner
Didn't pay me no mind
I asked for hazelnut instead of regular
It smells great but taste is often lacking
The story of my life wraps around coffee
I tried so hard to achieve greatness
Now hiding from the very thing I thought I wanted most
Everyone wants a piece of your privacy
Selling my soul for headlines was a mistake
I couldn't have known then, to busy with my arrogance
Shit, he put sugar in my...
A gentle escape from fame
My disguise working well
Even the guy at the Deli on the corner
Didn't pay me no mind
I asked for hazelnut instead of regular
It smells great but taste is often lacking
The story of my life wraps around coffee
I tried so hard to achieve greatness
Now hiding from the very thing I thought I wanted most
Everyone wants a piece of your privacy
Selling my soul for headlines was a mistake
I couldn't have known then, to busy with my arrogance
Shit, he put sugar in my...
#coffee
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#philosophical
#PopCulture
115 reads
27 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 6:09am
17th Jan 2025 6:09am
Draw The Line
I’ve been walking in my sleep
Journeys across space and time
Dark forces slowly start to creep
Out of this chalk outline I climb
Riddles are their own mystery
Meaning is squeezed from words
Every scandal with a long history
Was designed for thinning herds
Opportunity never knocks twice
While waiting for inspiration to call
Virtue seems empty holding a vice
Witnessing all the momentum stall
Ignorance can mean misinformed
Until all the layers are peeled back
In good faith a deed is performed ...
Journeys across space and time
Dark forces slowly start to creep
Out of this chalk outline I climb
Riddles are their own mystery
Meaning is squeezed from words
Every scandal with a long history
Was designed for thinning herds
Opportunity never knocks twice
While waiting for inspiration to call
Virtue seems empty holding a vice
Witnessing all the momentum stall
Ignorance can mean misinformed
Until all the layers are peeled back
In good faith a deed is performed ...
#philosophical
108 reads
21 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 7:38am
19th Jan 2025 7:38am
Broken
There has to be a line between art and gimmick
It’s a balancing act of getting the ratio just right
Knowing what to drop and what traits to mimic
Achieving desired delivery wrapping words tight
Don’t let the personality compromise the work
Remembering unwritten laws not often spoken
Better to be a wise soul than some random jerk
They’ll never break what’s already been broken
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025
It’s a balancing act of getting the ratio just right
Knowing what to drop and what traits to mimic
Achieving desired delivery wrapping words tight
Don’t let the personality compromise the work
Remembering unwritten laws not often spoken
Better to be a wise soul than some random jerk
They’ll never break what’s already been broken
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025
#philosophical
107 reads
19 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 10:56am
11th Jan 2025 10:56am
Things Left Unsaid
Cold winter nights and freshly fallen snow
Casting thoughts against a pale reflection
Seems kinda random impeding on the flow
To navigate our world with no real direction
Cigarette smoke lingers in this conversation
Ideas whisper of relevance to be introduced
Organized chaos brings life into the situation
Raw emotion feeding off the logic produced
Hope is the warmth of love in this old heart
That fights the urge to hibernate in my head
Blessed with the light watching clouds part
I still got business with the things left...
Casting thoughts against a pale reflection
Seems kinda random impeding on the flow
To navigate our world with no real direction
Cigarette smoke lingers in this conversation
Ideas whisper of relevance to be introduced
Organized chaos brings life into the situation
Raw emotion feeding off the logic produced
Hope is the warmth of love in this old heart
That fights the urge to hibernate in my head
Blessed with the light watching clouds part
I still got business with the things left...
#philosophical
142 reads
21 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 12:50pm
17th Jan 2025 12:50pm
Therapy
With soul in hand and heart on sleeve
a distant light should i believe
will someday wash all over me
if only I would choose to see
Unlock the door shake off the dust
forgive yourself and learn to trust
that all is not forever lost
a life must live at any cost
This be a journey wrought with pain
I know I'll never be the same
afraid little boy in his room
the man emerged is coming soon
I faced a problem yesterday
and did not choose to run away
another win each time I stay
so back to therapy today
a distant light should i believe
will someday wash all over me
if only I would choose to see
Unlock the door shake off the dust
forgive yourself and learn to trust
that all is not forever lost
a life must live at any cost
This be a journey wrought with pain
I know I'll never be the same
afraid little boy in his room
the man emerged is coming soon
I faced a problem yesterday
and did not choose to run away
another win each time I stay
so back to therapy today
#healing
#peace
#SelfDiscovery
16 reads
9 Comments
Pete_25
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 8:10am
27th Jan 2025 8:10am
Me
I'm the kinda guy you can't deny
Through blue eyes I'll paint your sky
Yours sincerely, touch lit dark
Imps and fairies, makin' sparks
Pen and ink, I overthink
Smoke n' ice, one more drink
I keep it tight, shed some light
Mother fuck! Another write
Through blue eyes I'll paint your sky
Yours sincerely, touch lit dark
Imps and fairies, makin' sparks
Pen and ink, I overthink
Smoke n' ice, one more drink
I keep it tight, shed some light
Mother fuck! Another write
#emotions
#SelfWorth
#strength
71 reads
18 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 5:39pm
18th Jan 2025 5:39pm
words from the down side
for a junkie
no high is ever
high enough
not the sky
not outer space
not passing by heaven
and handing God a tissue
to wipe a tear from his eye
for what a junkie does to life
a junkies brain consists
of poisonous spiders
crawling over electrified
barbwire
it goes on day after
self murderous day
addiction shows no respect
to the body,
...
no high is ever
high enough
not the sky
not outer space
not passing by heaven
and handing God a tissue
to wipe a tear from his eye
for what a junkie does to life
a junkies brain consists
of poisonous spiders
crawling over electrified
barbwire
it goes on day after
self murderous day
addiction shows no respect
to the body,
...
#addiction
109 reads
14 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 3:02am
2nd Feb 2025 3:02am
journey journal...
these pages mark the passing of my life
the lessons & leanings
what I learn about myself
my sanctuary
where I tattoo all my pain in a flood of ink
in this ever growing volume of me
safe to express
without seeing judgment in...
...or rolling of...
...the witnessing eyes
& I wonder sometimes
what will become of these fragile chapters
my thoughts...my aches...my dreams...
when they're all that's left of me
will they read them & finally comprehend
who I really am
or would it be best...
...to simply...
the lessons & leanings
what I learn about myself
my sanctuary
where I tattoo all my pain in a flood of ink
in this ever growing volume of me
safe to express
without seeing judgment in...
...or rolling of...
...the witnessing eyes
& I wonder sometimes
what will become of these fragile chapters
my thoughts...my aches...my dreams...
when they're all that's left of me
will they read them & finally comprehend
who I really am
or would it be best...
...to simply...
#confessional
#sadness
#WritingPoetry
101 reads
19 Comments
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