Self Poems by Members Last Online
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Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
Poems published by members most recently online.
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Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
26th Aug 2024 9:11pm
26th Aug 2024 9:11pm
Misty Harbinger
misty harbinger
A few days before the fall, and it's already chilling, the sun too much shy, blinking pallid winks to my eye; it's fading heat, showing a morose, pale appearance. i know autumn will surely make me sickly melancholic, as usual, listening to that slowly, sadly dropping rain from the gutter, like a sad sonata of autumn, tripping silently along the lane, and its evening will even send my thoughts wandering in an unlived past....
This morning, i left the marker earlier than i used to do on Thursdays, as i heard the call of the mountain, from the...
A few days before the fall, and it's already chilling, the sun too much shy, blinking pallid winks to my eye; it's fading heat, showing a morose, pale appearance. i know autumn will surely make me sickly melancholic, as usual, listening to that slowly, sadly dropping rain from the gutter, like a sad sonata of autumn, tripping silently along the lane, and its evening will even send my thoughts wandering in an unlived past....
This morning, i left the marker earlier than i used to do on Thursdays, as i heard the call of the mountain, from the...
#confessional
#confusion
#emptiness
#mirror
#SelfDiscovery
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
13th Apr 2023 4:35am
13th Apr 2023 4:35am
Soul Gathered
We are pain, agonizing
Brutal, dripping in agony
Darkened needs labeled fetishes
And that's okay if fetishes are what we are
The need to be as we are
It is so deep it's ingrained, it's a soul
It's a symbiosis that needs to be fed
for it amplifies our everything
As we said the darkness oozes and drips
Like chocolate icing poured over a chocolate cake
To watch is to become one
To want, to hunger, to need
The pain, the pain that is wrapped
That is wrapped in torture, that is wrapped in love
That is wrapped...
Brutal, dripping in agony
Darkened needs labeled fetishes
And that's okay if fetishes are what we are
The need to be as we are
It is so deep it's ingrained, it's a soul
It's a symbiosis that needs to be fed
for it amplifies our everything
As we said the darkness oozes and drips
Like chocolate icing poured over a chocolate cake
To watch is to become one
To want, to hunger, to need
The pain, the pain that is wrapped
That is wrapped in torture, that is wrapped in love
That is wrapped...
#love
#dark
#hurt
235 reads
5 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 10:37am
30th Aug 2024 10:37am
a gasping house...
for a life as big as the ocean
i kept searching for a corner of someone's heart
when my dry sky was sleeping
i kept riding in the boat of wet emotions
my world is adorned with various colors
but in search of his red love I remained colorless
in the presence of the rising moon and the setting sun
i kept weaving the web of coming closer to him
madly in love, i kept ignoring the blue ocean
to quench my thirst, i kept searching frozen drops of water...
i kept searching for a corner of someone's heart
when my dry sky was sleeping
i kept riding in the boat of wet emotions
my world is adorned with various colors
but in search of his red love I remained colorless
in the presence of the rising moon and the setting sun
i kept weaving the web of coming closer to him
madly in love, i kept ignoring the blue ocean
to quench my thirst, i kept searching frozen drops of water...
#confusion
#dark
113 reads
Lilliputian
Poem Published
24th Aug 2024 3:59am
24th Aug 2024 3:59am
Myself
I don’t really trust her.
She never keeps her promises true,
As if I'm unworthy of them.
She says promises
Should never be made
If they’re not going to be kept,
Yet she convinces me each time
With empty assurances
To trust her.
How can I when it’s already in tatters?
I don’t really respect her.
She never keeps her boundaries intact,
As if I'm unworthy of that.
She wants to protect me
When they’re crossed
With muted hints,
Yet she lets them be overstepped ...
She never keeps her promises true,
As if I'm unworthy of them.
She says promises
Should never be made
If they’re not going to be kept,
Yet she convinces me each time
With empty assurances
To trust her.
How can I when it’s already in tatters?
I don’t really respect her.
She never keeps her boundaries intact,
As if I'm unworthy of that.
She wants to protect me
When they’re crossed
With muted hints,
Yet she lets them be overstepped ...
#disappointment
#frustration
#SelfWorth #shame
#SelfWorth #shame
102 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
26th Oct 2021 10:19pm
26th Oct 2021 10:19pm
idiosyncrasy
chivalrous temptation,
excitable treachery don't leave me
I am in that mood again
defending my anxiety
there is need without reason
it swings inside me constantly
tortured existence I know no other
so it's for you I get on my knees
does that make me weak?
I guess it does
I can't cut it clean
escapism is my vow
I will check out every chance I get
upon your doorstep I sit awaiting my pardon
I wonder once released will I be different,
or is the problem with me?
...
excitable treachery don't leave me
I am in that mood again
defending my anxiety
there is need without reason
it swings inside me constantly
tortured existence I know no other
so it's for you I get on my knees
does that make me weak?
I guess it does
I can't cut it clean
escapism is my vow
I will check out every chance I get
upon your doorstep I sit awaiting my pardon
I wonder once released will I be different,
or is the problem with me?
...
#addiction
#philosophical
575 reads
8 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
4th Aug 2024 4:31am
4th Aug 2024 4:31am
Silver lining
Drowning was so easy aspiration had no cause.
All 'cause once it started raining then since only ever pours.
It's a spiral of destruction nearly out of control.
I'll keep getting worse willingly digging this hole
Drawn to mental illness like I'm plotting a graph.
Like the times I bawl my eyes out then maniacally laugh.
Cant say I'm concerned about the self that I'm losing.
I've always been worthless and that was of my choosing.
Another common mistake bland and run of the mill.
Cannot be called tragic when there's nothing to kill.
Don't like...
All 'cause once it started raining then since only ever pours.
It's a spiral of destruction nearly out of control.
I'll keep getting worse willingly digging this hole
Drawn to mental illness like I'm plotting a graph.
Like the times I bawl my eyes out then maniacally laugh.
Cant say I'm concerned about the self that I'm losing.
I've always been worthless and that was of my choosing.
Another common mistake bland and run of the mill.
Cannot be called tragic when there's nothing to kill.
Don't like...
#depression
#MentalHealth
100 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 8:36pm
8th Sep 2024 8:36pm
Traveling Through
As my mind reflects
voices from within
tell me to soul search
a personal energy
that resonates
changing my perspective
as multiple beings
alert me when my time will expire
voices from within
tell me to soul search
a personal energy
that resonates
changing my perspective
as multiple beings
alert me when my time will expire
#death
#identity
#memories
48 reads
2 Comments
RafaeldJdS010
Poem Published
1st Jul 2023 9:34pm
1st Jul 2023 9:34pm
Me********
"Past days
Fast days
No rest days
Always on a roll
Always somehow stimulated
Always surrounded
Yet she was feeling good
All she did was making her feel good
Nothing but trying to give a feel-good
Now that she's taken a step back
Now that she's gone back to it's shelter
Now that she's given it some love again
It tells her
It shows her
It opens up to her
That it missed her
That it still loves her
That it is proud of her
It enfolds her in it's arms
Unties the...
Fast days
No rest days
Always on a roll
Always somehow stimulated
Always surrounded
Yet she was feeling good
All she did was making her feel good
Nothing but trying to give a feel-good
Now that she's taken a step back
Now that she's gone back to it's shelter
Now that she's given it some love again
It tells her
It shows her
It opens up to her
That it missed her
That it still loves her
That it is proud of her
It enfolds her in it's arms
Unties the...
#strength
#identity
#peace
#TimeHeals
#SelfReflection
124 reads
2 Comments
Everavalon
Poem Published
1st Sep 2024 2:12pm
1st Sep 2024 2:12pm
Griming the sane
Ample desire
perusing the fire
With psychosis griming the sane
Images spent
Will never relent
We’re the tempest devoid of the rain
Nonsensical drive
In what keeps me alive
My pain, simply masked with a grin
Yesterday’s fraught
With the things I have bought
Mania: a fantastical sin
We’re up; we are down
We are longing to drown
Ideation has sampled thy visions
Plagued with ill-thought
Alive while we rot
No sutures to close my incisions
perusing the fire
With psychosis griming the sane
Images spent
Will never relent
We’re the tempest devoid of the rain
Nonsensical drive
In what keeps me alive
My pain, simply masked with a grin
Yesterday’s fraught
With the things I have bought
Mania: a fantastical sin
We’re up; we are down
We are longing to drown
Ideation has sampled thy visions
Plagued with ill-thought
Alive while we rot
No sutures to close my incisions
#bipolar
68 reads
4 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 2:55pm
8th Sep 2024 2:55pm
Chanting Times Table and A B C
Writing fixed forms brings great comfort to me
the sonnet, rondeau and the villanelle
like chanting times tables and A B C
If there's a door to my past, here's the key
as rustling skirts of Miss whisper " all's well "
writing fixed forms brings great comfort to me,
And odor of cabbage, the scabby knees,
clattering of school lunch, that wet wool smell,
and chanting times tables and A B C,
The screeching chalk, the hands raised, me Miss, please
and indoor nature trail, the bring and tell, ...
the sonnet, rondeau and the villanelle
like chanting times tables and A B C
If there's a door to my past, here's the key
as rustling skirts of Miss whisper " all's well "
writing fixed forms brings great comfort to me,
And odor of cabbage, the scabby knees,
clattering of school lunch, that wet wool smell,
and chanting times tables and A B C,
The screeching chalk, the hands raised, me Miss, please
and indoor nature trail, the bring and tell, ...
#memories
#villanelle
61 reads
4 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
11th Sep 2024 8:06pm
11th Sep 2024 8:06pm
Poem
I have this ache
It must be ancient I guess
I climax when
I tell you
What goes
There
Electronically seductive
In this dark space
I call
My head
Sortounded by curlies
And stuff.
It must be ancient I guess
I climax when
I tell you
What goes
There
Electronically seductive
In this dark space
I call
My head
Sortounded by curlies
And stuff.
#FreeVerse
39 reads
0 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
11th Sep 2024 4:06pm
11th Sep 2024 4:06pm
Back to Regular Programming
Minimalism
New Art
Painted Chopsticks
Use what you have …
New Art
Painted Chopsticks
Use what you have …
#art
#identity
#learning
#meditation
#PersonalGrowth
115 reads
18 Comments
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