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.
highlyfunctional
Poem Published
6th Aug 2019 5:50pm
6th Aug 2019 5:50pm
Prayer for a Bitter Young Man
I see you at the end of the bar
pensive and brooding
angry at the world,
your girl (or lack thereof),
inept boss who takes his job
so damn seriously
your twisted mouth
dripping cheap beer
you hate my pinstripe
and the way the bartender smiles
when she reaches high
for my whisky
You wonder why
I drink in this dive
if not to taunt you
with my success
unless--
consider: this isn't my first drink here.
I drank Pabst long before
the hipsters made it cool
My hands are no longer...
pensive and brooding
angry at the world,
your girl (or lack thereof),
inept boss who takes his job
so damn seriously
your twisted mouth
dripping cheap beer
you hate my pinstripe
and the way the bartender smiles
when she reaches high
for my whisky
You wonder why
I drink in this dive
if not to taunt you
with my success
unless--
consider: this isn't my first drink here.
I drank Pabst long before
the hipsters made it cool
My hands are no longer...
#anger
#jealousy
#dreams #LifeStruggles
#dreams #LifeStruggles
153 reads
33 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
16th Aug 2019 10:31am
16th Aug 2019 10:31am
Inkantations
I return each night
striving to write
all that is wrong
within and without
Mixing up my ink
oh so precious
sangre and teardrops
in equal measure
Oh the thrill
to fill my quill
from tip to plume
before the eternal pause
Above the page
pregnant moment
awaiting the drip
subliminal slip of verse
Each splash of ink
making me think
fully feel
all I must reveal
striving to write
all that is wrong
within and without
Mixing up my ink
oh so precious
sangre and teardrops
in equal measure
Oh the thrill
to fill my quill
from tip to plume
before the eternal pause
Above the page
pregnant moment
awaiting the drip
subliminal slip of verse
Each splash of ink
making me think
fully feel
all I must reveal
#confessional
#myself
118 reads
32 Comments
highlyfunctional
Poem Published
16th Aug 2019 4:10pm
16th Aug 2019 4:10pm
No Sunshine, No Peace
blasting the funky part
of the age of Aquarius
into my ears
to drown the noise
in my head
all I can do is imagine
martinis I never drank
and miniskirts
I never saw
latchkey still around my neck
choking me
not letting any sunshine in
to busy to protest
half a mind to just keep driving
half a mind to pull off this
fucking road forever
been here before
circumstances are the same
way I feel about them changed
side of the highway
writing poetry ...
of the age of Aquarius
into my ears
to drown the noise
in my head
all I can do is imagine
martinis I never drank
and miniskirts
I never saw
latchkey still around my neck
choking me
not letting any sunshine in
to busy to protest
half a mind to just keep driving
half a mind to pull off this
fucking road forever
been here before
circumstances are the same
way I feel about them changed
side of the highway
writing poetry ...
#myself
141 reads
26 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
20th Aug 2019 8:46am
20th Aug 2019 8:46am
Grey
What is it
what does it mean
what can I glean
from this color I feel
Like this concrete sky
always pressing down
my leaden mood
a drab curtain descending
Despite so many shades
far away glades
full of hues
to fill this palette
Yet all see
now
so colors my life
like an old time movie
Projected like shadow
hint of my darker side
willing to abide
for the time being
what does it mean
what can I glean
from this color I feel
Like this concrete sky
always pressing down
my leaden mood
a drab curtain descending
Despite so many shades
far away glades
full of hues
to fill this palette
Yet all see
now
so colors my life
like an old time movie
Projected like shadow
hint of my darker side
willing to abide
for the time being
#confessional
#SelfReflection
79 reads
28 Comments
Josh
Poem Published
15th Aug 2019 3:33pm
15th Aug 2019 3:33pm
A Certain Reminder
If you bring forth what is within you, what you bring forth will save you. If you do not bring forth what is within you, what you do not bring forth will destroy you”; (Gospel of Thomas, Logon:70; translation as used in Elaine Pagels’ “The Gnostic Gospels”).
“I had a dream and because I did not live my dream, my dream was making me sick”; (Black Elk Speaks).
Interpretations notwithstanding
some reminders
of how things work
can feel pretty stark -
and peering into a dark unknown
I am tempted to turn away
arguing there are...
“I had a dream and because I did not live my dream, my dream was making me sick”; (Black Elk Speaks).
Interpretations notwithstanding
some reminders
of how things work
can feel pretty stark -
and peering into a dark unknown
I am tempted to turn away
arguing there are...
#MovingOn
85 reads
23 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
11th Aug 2019 5:17pm
11th Aug 2019 5:17pm
Forlorn & Every other Moon
Out of loneliness
selfishly I fell
into her eyes, a stranger
I never took the time
to know
Struggling desperately
I tried to free myself
from this awful
attachment
transmorgrifying my heart
at least it kind of feels
like I am not myself
the me I try to be
I suppose it was my fault
clumsy and obtuse
in social interactions
it’s almost as if I
HAVE to fall quickly
tripping into something
that looks like
love
i am comforted with
the knowledge of
a recurring ...
selfishly I fell
into her eyes, a stranger
I never took the time
to know
Struggling desperately
I tried to free myself
from this awful
attachment
transmorgrifying my heart
at least it kind of feels
like I am not myself
the me I try to be
I suppose it was my fault
clumsy and obtuse
in social interactions
it’s almost as if I
HAVE to fall quickly
tripping into something
that looks like
love
i am comforted with
the knowledge of
a recurring ...
#loneliness
#SelfDiscovery
106 reads
33 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2019 2:08pm
22nd Aug 2019 2:08pm
Soledad Libellule
So you want to know her
what can I say
this wannabe poetess
this wholly Soley girl
Crispy whispers sweep
with a sweet sibilance
over lush luscious hills
verdant with lost verity
Nimble as a thimble
dainty
a calloused heart
right from the start
Marks up her poetry
with chubby stubby pencil
frenzied blitz of comments
boldly claiming each page
Only daring to write
it all down
what she truly feels
behind her penned boucilier
...
what can I say
this wannabe poetess
this wholly Soley girl
Crispy whispers sweep
with a sweet sibilance
over lush luscious hills
verdant with lost verity
Nimble as a thimble
dainty
a calloused heart
right from the start
Marks up her poetry
with chubby stubby pencil
frenzied blitz of comments
boldly claiming each page
Only daring to write
it all down
what she truly feels
behind her penned boucilier
...
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
71 reads
24 Comments
hrshykss
Poem Published
12th Aug 2019 8:47pm
12th Aug 2019 8:47pm
aching to breathe
on your own
that’s all you will ever be
is on..........your..........own
an individual soul
wading, fading, serenading
for the masses
who seemingly have control
aching to breathe
of my daily endeavors
constantly procrastinating
a deep seeded yearning
you want to stretch out of it
aching to breathe
removing clothes
arms outstretched
naked transparency
desperate mirror view
measured intolerable
split on novocaine
no longer just a
pretty face who
continues to fall
from...
that’s all you will ever be
is on..........your..........own
an individual soul
wading, fading, serenading
for the masses
who seemingly have control
aching to breathe
of my daily endeavors
constantly procrastinating
a deep seeded yearning
you want to stretch out of it
aching to breathe
removing clothes
arms outstretched
naked transparency
desperate mirror view
measured intolerable
split on novocaine
no longer just a
pretty face who
continues to fall
from...
#anxiety
98 reads
13 Comments
Eerie
Poem Published
15th Aug 2019 2:33am
15th Aug 2019 2:33am
Expansion
Light bulbs illuminate
my mind; moments of
absolute, brilliant clarity.
Filling the darkest spaces
with white-hot euphoria.
I need to understand a
new path; roll it around,
pinch its middles—
to know I can navigate
the terrain.
It feels like feather-light
skin; rising above a
canyon that walled me in.
If I glow, it’s because
I intended to do so.
Peeling back the dark
veil has been painful...
...but rotting under its hollow
ridge would be certain...
my mind; moments of
absolute, brilliant clarity.
Filling the darkest spaces
with white-hot euphoria.
I need to understand a
new path; roll it around,
pinch its middles—
to know I can navigate
the terrain.
It feels like feather-light
skin; rising above a
canyon that walled me in.
If I glow, it’s because
I intended to do so.
Peeling back the dark
veil has been painful...
...but rotting under its hollow
ridge would be certain...
#StreamOfConsciousness
61 reads
20 Comments
Eerie
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:29am
Yesterday 3:29am
Loss For Gain
The pain.
I don’t talk about it too much.
It sounds like a skip in
the crackle of a scratched record.
Therapy demands a discomfort
that gets worse before it subsides;
even then, pain syndrome might
oblige me to find a switch
in my brain to flicker off—
There is no guarantee for relief.
I find myself steeped in quiet
contemplation; lost in a spinning
kaleidoscope of colors that
mock my reserves.
I am not built for pain—
yet it kisses me everyday with
its injurious...
I don’t talk about it too much.
It sounds like a skip in
the crackle of a scratched record.
Therapy demands a discomfort
that gets worse before it subsides;
even then, pain syndrome might
oblige me to find a switch
in my brain to flicker off—
There is no guarantee for relief.
I find myself steeped in quiet
contemplation; lost in a spinning
kaleidoscope of colors that
mock my reserves.
I am not built for pain—
yet it kisses me everyday with
its injurious...
#grief
#strength
#courage #illness
#courage #illness
42 reads
15 Comments
highlyfunctional
Poem Published
4th Aug 2019 6:21pm
4th Aug 2019 6:21pm
I’ve had better days
watching you curled
and shaking in pain
while I rage, helpless
rain holding me prisoner
some asshole
in my place
keeping me from
the relief
I came here for
deprived
depraved
breathing deep
no oxygen
nor peace
nor will
nor words
and shaking in pain
while I rage, helpless
rain holding me prisoner
some asshole
in my place
keeping me from
the relief
I came here for
deprived
depraved
breathing deep
no oxygen
nor peace
nor will
nor words
#anger
111 reads
18 Comments
Eerie
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2019 5:54pm
2nd Aug 2019 5:54pm
F*€k Cancer
For those who are in the know...
Treatment has not gone well and since my body is extra, I get to spend time in hospital, working out my tragedy.
Missing my friends here, miss reading the wonderful poetry and miss writing.
Be back when my body decides to behave itself. So much love to everyone who has poured out their love and encouragement.
Keep writing those beautiful words. It brings light to dark places ♥️
~E
Treatment has not gone well and since my body is extra, I get to spend time in hospital, working out my tragedy.
Missing my friends here, miss reading the wonderful poetry and miss writing.
Be back when my body decides to behave itself. So much love to everyone who has poured out their love and encouragement.
Keep writing those beautiful words. It brings light to dark places ♥️
~E
#LifeChangingMoment
112 reads
24 Comments
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