Self Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Ahavati
Poem Published
18th Feb 2020 3:34pm
18th Feb 2020 3:34pm
by design
because the poem
summoned me—
dictated my being
through (syn)tactical meaning;
what I mean is—
I am here, stationed
for poetry
I am not a socialite
or the next internet notch
on a headboard, belt
tattooed chest—
I am not a counselor
advice columnist
gossip-monger
politician, nor expert
in anything—
not even the poem
because it's in control—
not me, and can make you believe
you're the only poet worthy;
it can desert you, royally ...
summoned me—
dictated my being
through (syn)tactical meaning;
what I mean is—
I am here, stationed
for poetry
I am not a socialite
or the next internet notch
on a headboard, belt
tattooed chest—
I am not a counselor
advice columnist
gossip-monger
politician, nor expert
in anything—
not even the poem
because it's in control—
not me, and can make you believe
you're the only poet worthy;
it can desert you, royally ...
#spiritual
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #metaphor
#WritingPoetry #metaphor
124 reads
24 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
12th Feb 2020 5:40pm
12th Feb 2020 5:40pm
INTERNALIZING DEATH
Who really and truly knows, what death really is as you face it alone sometimes with you livng within the sounds of your own voice as time, passes by like days of the months yet the sounds of fear screams of the agony and pain, that shall may or not follow you into the abyss of the darkness that awaits for each and everyone of us.
...
...
#motivational
#inspirational
#confessional
#dialogue
#StreamOfConsciousness
39 reads
8 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
Today 12:14pm
Today 12:14pm
Irrational
Isn’t it irrational
to want to go on
eternally
never ending
Maybe bend the rules
crossing the line
with the divine
cheating death herself
Being most sublime
like pi itself 3.1415 ... blah blah blah
all the way
to the end of days
Becoming a celebrity
in my own right
being oh so tight
with all the Kardashians
Revered by everyone
geeks and antigeeks alike
maybe even inspiring
...
to want to go on
eternally
never ending
Maybe bend the rules
crossing the line
with the divine
cheating death herself
Being most sublime
like pi itself 3.1415 ... blah blah blah
all the way
to the end of days
Becoming a celebrity
in my own right
being oh so tight
with all the Kardashians
Revered by everyone
geeks and antigeeks alike
maybe even inspiring
...
#death
#confessional
27 reads
2 Comments
Phantom2426
Poem Published
4th Feb 2020 2:16am
4th Feb 2020 2:16am
Naughty Sweetness
Sweetness is here
Killing our souls
With Candy and Kindness
That even Naughty Nurses
Are feeding us
Candy and Kindness
That causes our souls
To kill with kindness
Killing our souls
With Candy and Kindness
That even Naughty Nurses
Are feeding us
Candy and Kindness
That causes our souls
To kill with kindness
#love
#kindness
#murder
#dirty
#SelfDiscovery
43 reads
2 Comments
CosiestPrism273
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:28pm
Yesterday 11:28pm
Invisible
The truth is out there to discover
The lies you can uncover
The thoughts you can share each other
The evil you can smother
I'm not trying to create music just art
You might not think this at the start
I speak from my heart
My emotions they don't depart
I'm not rhyming because I want to rap
It's a way I can read the map
I look at my fingers and snap
Finally I can nap
Poems are thoughts you can't seem to lose
It's why you write, it's your muse
Without writing, your heart has a bruise
No chance to...
The lies you can uncover
The thoughts you can share each other
The evil you can smother
I'm not trying to create music just art
You might not think this at the start
I speak from my heart
My emotions they don't depart
I'm not rhyming because I want to rap
It's a way I can read the map
I look at my fingers and snap
Finally I can nap
Poems are thoughts you can't seem to lose
It's why you write, it's your muse
Without writing, your heart has a bruise
No chance to...
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#despair
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
29 reads
3 Comments
JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
19th Feb 2020 00:31am
19th Feb 2020 00:31am
in tending to my garden
if what I have been living
is a lie going on several years
now—it's with gratitude
for this wonderful life
taking root, choking out
and replacing truth
is a lie going on several years
now—it's with gratitude
for this wonderful life
taking root, choking out
and replacing truth
#spiritual
#honesty
#RupiKaur
64 reads
5 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2020 9:35pm
2nd Feb 2020 9:35pm
Collateral Damage
Enough will be enough.
Every minute an eternity in agony.
Sadness, no longer the mainstay.
Fury!
Dreams of vows fulfilled, never more.
An act once acted upon is synonym to a lie. Retraction no longer an option.
Is there a point to baring one’s soul?
Will shattered pieces of pledged love, only unto thee, be reparable?
Drunken slurs of disappointment turn to need.
To not be a duo feels crueler.
Nothing will be enough. Constant injuries birth selfish wantonness.
...
Every minute an eternity in agony.
Sadness, no longer the mainstay.
Fury!
Dreams of vows fulfilled, never more.
An act once acted upon is synonym to a lie. Retraction no longer an option.
Is there a point to baring one’s soul?
Will shattered pieces of pledged love, only unto thee, be reparable?
Drunken slurs of disappointment turn to need.
To not be a duo feels crueler.
Nothing will be enough. Constant injuries birth selfish wantonness.
...
#betrayal
#illness
106 reads
24 Comments
Didi3d
Poem Published
18th Feb 2020 5:47pm
18th Feb 2020 5:47pm
Forgotten fern...
I too loved the sun
and, tired of searching
at the door of the nights
I am now like
the forgotten fern,
preferring safe shade
Hiding from the sun.
And little by little,
my poetry
built me a house
that softens the light
of the lamp and the sun
in my eyes, in my heart
where the grace of a smile
And the curve of a woman
where the quiet sweetness
And all that love received
Given
as the shadow of foliage
Caressing my forehead
I too loved the sun
And tired of...
and, tired of searching
at the door of the nights
I am now like
the forgotten fern,
preferring safe shade
Hiding from the sun.
And little by little,
my poetry
built me a house
that softens the light
of the lamp and the sun
in my eyes, in my heart
where the grace of a smile
And the curve of a woman
where the quiet sweetness
And all that love received
Given
as the shadow of foliage
Caressing my forehead
I too loved the sun
And tired of...
#happiness
#beauty
#admiration #crush
#admiration #crush
72 reads
21 Comments
NewBeginnings
Poem Published
7th Feb 2020 00:23am
7th Feb 2020 00:23am
Poetry, To Me
Never failing to destroy
Beautiful things and opportunities,
With these tactics I employ,
I've never fit into communities.
I was always a little eccentric,
A wee bit different from the rest,
Maybe even slightly egocentric;
I could never pass the test.
I'm not a social butterfly,
In fact, I struggle with relationships;
Sometimes I even wonder why...
Why bother with the pain of it?
I just can't seem to keep a friend,
Always failing every expectation;
So...
Beautiful things and opportunities,
With these tactics I employ,
I've never fit into communities.
I was always a little eccentric,
A wee bit different from the rest,
Maybe even slightly egocentric;
I could never pass the test.
I'm not a social butterfly,
In fact, I struggle with relationships;
Sometimes I even wonder why...
Why bother with the pain of it?
I just can't seem to keep a friend,
Always failing every expectation;
So...
#love
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#SelfWorth
183 reads
30 Comments
SweetOblivion
Poem Published
24th Oct 2017 8:18am
24th Oct 2017 8:18am
Fallen
The fallen leaves, this autumn, have been piled,
So that she can keep right on top of them;
And, if the heaps mean every leaf is filed,
Then such is life; the tidiness may stem
Wild thoughts of blowing breezes and the storm
That lies inside her chest - it stops her breath
To recollect how she was swept to form
The lesser half, before that summer death
Left her in modest skirts; her broom sweeps clean;
But every brush stroke leaves the paving stark;
As does the thought of all that might have been,
Had he not gone that day - he left...
So that she can keep right on top of them;
And, if the heaps mean every leaf is filed,
Then such is life; the tidiness may stem
Wild thoughts of blowing breezes and the storm
That lies inside her chest - it stops her breath
To recollect how she was swept to form
The lesser half, before that summer death
Left her in modest skirts; her broom sweeps clean;
But every brush stroke leaves the paving stark;
As does the thought of all that might have been,
Had he not gone that day - he left...
378 reads
10 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2020 6:19pm
23rd Feb 2020 6:19pm
vows
remember?
all those bullshit, "forever,"
words we would say to each
other
the movie ending sunsets
that we would ride off
into
riding each other with the
fire of comets...
vowing
all for better or worse
all for better or
worse
the worse came
and the better
no longer
mattered
all those bullshit, "forever,"
words we would say to each
other
the movie ending sunsets
that we would ride off
into
riding each other with the
fire of comets...
vowing
all for better or worse
all for better or
worse
the worse came
and the better
no longer
mattered
#sadness
#disappointment
28 reads
6 Comments
DanielChristensen
Poem Published
20th Oct 2019 8:24am
20th Oct 2019 8:24am
Self Portrait of a Poet in Midlife
To turn out a true portrait, I had to discover the story that must be painted. Only then could I get the ball rolling.”
Killing Commendatore, Haruki Murakami
..
Slide, I
Across the
Surface
Circumference,
Around, the turbulent
Umbra, of your
Magnificent
Mind, cradled
In tremulous
Palms of private
Obfuscation, the locked
Impregnable
Vault, of your
Secrets
The low
Rumble
Of a storm
System,
Your heart,
Gathered, upon a
Central
Rotating ...
Killing Commendatore, Haruki Murakami
..
Slide, I
Across the
Surface
Circumference,
Around, the turbulent
Umbra, of your
Magnificent
Mind, cradled
In tremulous
Palms of private
Obfuscation, the locked
Impregnable
Vault, of your
Secrets
The low
Rumble
Of a storm
System,
Your heart,
Gathered, upon a
Central
Rotating ...
#birthday
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#myself
#aging
393 reads
27 Comments
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