Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself - Short poems (30 words or less), most recently posted poems first.
takis1917
Poem Published
Today 1:10pm
Today 1:10pm
Step
Watching my step...
Not much movement...
Some accumulation of guilt...
And the toes, oh, the toes!...
If not for the toes,
it would, surely, be a waste of time...
Not much movement...
Some accumulation of guilt...
And the toes, oh, the toes!...
If not for the toes,
it would, surely, be a waste of time...
6 reads
2 Comments
Xhrinic
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:23pm
Yesterday 8:23pm
Becoming
quite the conundrum
to hold tight or throw away
meticulously crafted, nothing in existence
quite replicating its imperfections
never claimed by another
yet even so
crafted from that which was stolen
another personality
to hold tight or throw away
meticulously crafted, nothing in existence
quite replicating its imperfections
never claimed by another
yet even so
crafted from that which was stolen
another personality
18 reads
6 Comments
Xhrinic
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:45am
Yesterday 1:45am
Cryptic
gone
to space and back
out of orbit, back in touch
rough to handle, quick to bite
be careful of what you may find
hidden in these passages
intricate folds of the
mind
to space and back
out of orbit, back in touch
rough to handle, quick to bite
be careful of what you may find
hidden in these passages
intricate folds of the
mind
23 reads
2 Comments
Lookawaynow
Rose
Rose
Poem Published
20th Oct 2017 11:36pm
20th Oct 2017 11:36pm
Being a Bee
I wish I were a bumble bee
as busy as could be
I'd buzz my wings all day long
In "loving you" harmony
20 reads
2 Comments
MichaelMorgue
Poem Published
16th Oct 2017 9:21am
16th Oct 2017 9:21am
I am.
I am tired. I am worn. I am drained.
I am here. I am alive. I am surviving.
I am tired.
I am here. I am alive. I am surviving.
I am tired.
39 reads
1 Comment
SatansSperm
Poem Published
16th Oct 2017 00:36am
16th Oct 2017 00:36am
Where Buffalo roam
I am
at this moment
a carcass
eggshell
in nature
weathered
to rust
death ash flows
like the sands
of time
& I am left
with the subtle
taste of memories
pressed firmly
against
my tongue
lest I forget
why I continue
to survive
at this moment
a carcass
eggshell
in nature
weathered
to rust
death ash flows
like the sands
of time
& I am left
with the subtle
taste of memories
pressed firmly
against
my tongue
lest I forget
why I continue
to survive
27 reads
2 Comments
UnknownEmo
Poem Published
15th Oct 2017 2:45am
15th Oct 2017 2:45am
Words
My mouth spews meaningless words,
Over and over again-
With a laugh
They mean nothing.
Over and over again-
With a laugh
They mean nothing.
20 reads
0 Comments
Postmortal
Poem Published
14th Oct 2017 3:45am
14th Oct 2017 3:45am
Friction
Does
It
All
Come
Down
To
Friction
Building
Up
Tension
Release
Our
Addiction
It
All
Come
Down
To
Friction
Building
Up
Tension
Release
Our
Addiction
25 reads
2 Comments
theLovelyDarkPoet
Poem Published
11th Oct 2017 9:26am
11th Oct 2017 9:26am
My Heart
My Heart
is a Hole to another Universe.
is a Hole to another Universe.
26 reads
0 Comments
Llywenllyn
Poem Published
6th Oct 2017 11:19pm
6th Oct 2017 11:19pm
Defined
I label myself with words I can't define,
Because I like to think I can't be described,
In words known by the common mind.
Because I like to think I can't be described,
In words known by the common mind.
59 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
4th Oct 2017 00:00am
4th Oct 2017 00:00am
VANITY
VANITY
So so delicious
and irresistible too
what!
not me?
but you?
So so delicious
and irresistible too
what!
not me?
but you?
24 reads
2 Comments
Short Self Poems