Self Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
Poems written by Top Critiquers
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 9:06am
2nd Feb 2025 9:06am
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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
184 reads
20 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
24th Apr 2025 00:16am
24th Apr 2025 00:16am
The End Of Our Journey
I will try & reach the end
To see what I've become
This is the beginning of the end
The end of an era
Let us go to the end
To see what we've become
This is the beginning of the end
The end of our journey
This star once shined so bright
It is now a death star
Some have escaped, others will not
And the countdown to extinction has begun
Will there be new horizons and beyond?
Or is this the end to many of our identities?
It is up to you and only you to make that final decision
To see what I've become
This is the beginning of the end
The end of an era
Let us go to the end
To see what we've become
This is the beginning of the end
The end of our journey
This star once shined so bright
It is now a death star
Some have escaped, others will not
And the countdown to extinction has begun
Will there be new horizons and beyond?
Or is this the end to many of our identities?
It is up to you and only you to make that final decision
#choices
#fate
#LifeAsAWriter
133 reads
25 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
637 reads
8 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
6th Jun 2024 9:22pm
6th Jun 2024 9:22pm
Halloween air in June
My hand breaks the surface and
parts the night-grass
on my grave.
My eyes roll back
as wind kisses my fingertips
and I revel in the taste of
fecund soil in my mouth.
The ground undulates
as if the very earth
were gravid
with me
something happened.
and I tear through the
universe’s placenta
with my dirty nails,
feral and filthy
dusky and filled
with living night,
My chest heaves against
the white linen dress ...
parts the night-grass
on my grave.
My eyes roll back
as wind kisses my fingertips
and I revel in the taste of
fecund soil in my mouth.
The ground undulates
as if the very earth
were gravid
with me
something happened.
and I tear through the
universe’s placenta
with my dirty nails,
feral and filthy
dusky and filled
with living night,
My chest heaves against
the white linen dress ...
#dark
#gothic
#lust #SelfDiscovery
#lust #SelfDiscovery
362 reads
18 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
24th Apr 2025 1:30am
24th Apr 2025 1:30am
Just drifting with the winds
Here I am going through the process of cleaning, out my mind thoughts with my inner emotions, begins to calm me from within my own spiritual, subconsciousness of my new beginnings of my search of peace. For sure we will have to learn how can you, make it easier for you to be able to get away from the negativity 😔 For do you believe in your own dreams, that come with endless possibilities, can you imagine. WHAT it means to find a place that would be, just what you need and want. A beautiful place of calmness, by the grace of the sea, were you look out in the distance as far as you can...
#dialogue
#metaphor
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#uplifting
61 reads
0 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 10:05pm
6th Nov 2024 10:05pm
THE APPEAL OF THE NATURIST BEACH
#beach
#holiday
#inspirational
#motivational
#sea
94 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:28am
Yesterday 6:28am
More Time
I’ve been saying goodbye to friends
In their PMs
Since it’s the end
Making amends if I ever insulted them
But I understand
Where they stand
If things ever got outta hand
Because some things can overwhelm
It’s just that at this juncture I wish I had more time…
I’ve been messaging thank you’s as well
Before the knell
Before that bell
Before the countdown tells us there’s no more time
We’ll lose this site
And out of sight
But not of mind if I may be right
Until the next ship comes along and then it will be fine… ...
In their PMs
Since it’s the end
Making amends if I ever insulted them
But I understand
Where they stand
If things ever got outta hand
Because some things can overwhelm
It’s just that at this juncture I wish I had more time…
I’ve been messaging thank you’s as well
Before the knell
Before that bell
Before the countdown tells us there’s no more time
We’ll lose this site
And out of sight
But not of mind if I may be right
Until the next ship comes along and then it will be fine… ...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#friendship
#MovingOn
53 reads
2 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
4th May 2025 2:53am
4th May 2025 2:53am
Ass Tattoo Repeater
After our love was gone
I tattooed your picture on my ass
So I could sit on you
And you could feel the weight
Of the wreckage you left behind
And I laugh to myself
When nature calls
That the scent of my mission
Will be inhaled by you
Everyday forever more
I tattooed your picture on my ass
So I could sit on you
And you could feel the weight
Of the wreckage you left behind
And I laugh to myself
When nature calls
That the scent of my mission
Will be inhaled by you
Everyday forever more
#dirty
96 reads
20 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 8:47pm
14th Apr 2025 8:47pm
"~an epic in the making.."
https://youtu.be/jQmShrpQ3c0?feature=shared
(an inspired lyrical from this song link)
(intro verses)
an epic..
will you come & sing.. my breeze..
at this nascent dawning hours
of a newness flower in bloom..
this such pleasant now..
will it be embracing me..
a quizzical puzzle ..
is this future..
when the singing blue nightingale
becomes silent at this time..
an epic..
will you come & sing.. my...
(an inspired lyrical from this song link)
(intro verses)
an epic..
will you come & sing.. my breeze..
at this nascent dawning hours
of a newness flower in bloom..
this such pleasant now..
will it be embracing me..
a quizzical puzzle ..
is this future..
when the singing blue nightingale
becomes silent at this time..
an epic..
will you come & sing.. my...
#dawn
#flowers
#music
#nature
#universe
100 reads
Duende
Poem Published
28th Mar 2025 2:00pm
28th Mar 2025 2:00pm
Escape Ink
as a way to survive
distract myself or
"escape poetry"
as i like to call it
i started to put
my poems, the
older and new
ones in images
& some pictures
though i don't like
socials and dislike
instagram i made
the decision to get
them out there as a
legacy so to speak
it's not a community
& not DUP it's less
interactive or better
said: not interactive
but has to do for now
i may find another way ...
distract myself or
"escape poetry"
as i like to call it
i started to put
my poems, the
older and new
ones in images
& some pictures
though i don't like
socials and dislike
instagram i made
the decision to get
them out there as a
legacy so to speak
it's not a community
& not DUP it's less
interactive or better
said: not interactive
but has to do for now
i may find another way ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#myself
246 reads
14 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
1st May 2025 12:05pm
1st May 2025 12:05pm
endings become beginnings...
1) right where I am
dragging failures...
hopes...
dreams...
2) everything
the baggage unpacked
the debris of memory
from haunted days when...
3) I felt so beautifully alive
a doll fresh from her box
wide eyed & untouched
...innocence still intact
4) it's the little things
details hidden in lowered eyes
nails bitten to the skin
unnoticed evidence
5) as so often happens
what isn't seen is the most...
dragging failures...
hopes...
dreams...
2) everything
the baggage unpacked
the debris of memory
from haunted days when...
3) I felt so beautifully alive
a doll fresh from her box
wide eyed & untouched
...innocence still intact
4) it's the little things
details hidden in lowered eyes
nails bitten to the skin
unnoticed evidence
5) as so often happens
what isn't seen is the most...
#confessional
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#memories #MyInspiration
#memories #MyInspiration
108 reads
9 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2025 7:08pm
22nd Apr 2025 7:08pm
inner demons
my inner demons incarcerated
in the prison of my mind;
i let them out on a parole
for they seemed tranquliized.
the only rule to follow
that they would roam in solitude
without in the company
of their other inmates-
be just mute
i thought i had tamed them
and a little freedom
was served them as a treat,
but the moment they were released
they ran like wild hogs
stamping and trampling
those...
in the prison of my mind;
i let them out on a parole
for they seemed tranquliized.
the only rule to follow
that they would roam in solitude
without in the company
of their other inmates-
be just mute
i thought i had tamed them
and a little freedom
was served them as a treat,
but the moment they were released
they ran like wild hogs
stamping and trampling
those...
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth #SelfReflection
#MentalHealth #SelfReflection
116 reads
14 Comments
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