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
2nd Jun 2019 7:29pm
2nd Jun 2019 7:29pm
The Bite ( after Sharon Olds )
When I was four years-old,
I bit my six month-old brother, hard;
my baby-teeth sinking into his delicate flesh,
soap residue coated my lips from his fresh bath.
As he screamed, I felt instant shame.
But it was too late, my mother retaliated
puncturing my good arm with her canines,
a consequence of my action.
Her sharp anger drew blood;
she became an old nurse
whose sensitivity disappeared with youth.
I was jealous of the affection afforded him
because it was foreign...
I bit my six month-old brother, hard;
my baby-teeth sinking into his delicate flesh,
soap residue coated my lips from his fresh bath.
As he screamed, I felt instant shame.
But it was too late, my mother retaliated
puncturing my good arm with her canines,
a consequence of my action.
Her sharp anger drew blood;
she became an old nurse
whose sensitivity disappeared with youth.
I was jealous of the affection afforded him
because it was foreign...
#love
#childhood
#confessional
#nostalgia
#SharonOlds
270 reads
22 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
16th Sep 2019 2:55pm
16th Sep 2019 2:55pm
SHIFTING OF AWARENESS
Who am I...A man of unspoken words that goes by many names for its true we each have a being that lives deep within the subconscious of our minds for some call me AMAS SHAMEL, the peaceful old wise man who learned from our ancestors the way of the land taught by elders wise and full of self knowledge of life who have been and gone through so many storms of life along the way.
...
...
#StreamOfConsciousness
137 reads
butters
Poem Published
15th Nov 2019 6:48pm
15th Nov 2019 6:48pm
to mod or not to mod
..is not the question:
i shuckled that responsibility
for a freer voice—
expression the greater goal
the pursuit of poetry
a wonderful lightness of being
:smiles:
moderation? meh
poets are worse than cats
—twice as messy
no point attempting to herd them
instead
provide boxes
to jump in and out of
shake the kibbles
they will come
i shuckled that responsibility
for a freer voice—
expression the greater goal
the pursuit of poetry
a wonderful lightness of being
:smiles:
moderation? meh
poets are worse than cats
—twice as messy
no point attempting to herd them
instead
provide boxes
to jump in and out of
shake the kibbles
they will come
#WritingPoetry
#freedom
#escape
#responsibility
#passion
36 reads
buddhakitty
Poem Published
1st Nov 2019 3:10am
1st Nov 2019 3:10am
irrational ?
driving to
work
listening to
news
researchers
have learned
that spiders
could devour
every man,
woman and
child on the
face of the
earth in a
years time
now i look
under my
sheets every
night before
i go to bed
work
listening to
news
researchers
have learned
that spiders
could devour
every man,
woman and
child on the
face of the
earth in a
years time
now i look
under my
sheets every
night before
i go to bed
#anxiety
70 reads
9 Comments
PandoraUnleashed
Poem Published
28th Oct 2019 4:51am
28th Oct 2019 4:51am
songs of an impossible repreive....
#confessional
#tragedy
#suffering #FeelingTrapped
#suffering #FeelingTrapped
194 reads
23 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
251 reads
27 Comments
JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2019 5:39pm
3rd Nov 2019 5:39pm
Cementhead
When you have a lot
overgrown with weeds
weighing on your mind
things get overlooked -
fall
through
the
cracks
...
overgrown with weeds
weighing on your mind
things get overlooked -
fall
through
the
cracks
...
#ShortStory
#MentalHealth
#minimalist
70 reads
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
16th Nov 2019 10:02pm
16th Nov 2019 10:02pm
Kissed by Rain
Pelvis serpent winds my kundalini,
anticlockwise
Bhagashphere,
realm of bliss
Mantra flows up,
out,
through,
down
Central channel,
metaphysical
Through seven wheels
unlocking,
unblocking
rivers running through
desiccated veins
Life flows
as water;
semen washes
pure oasis
Holding bliss,
trying to remain
heartcentred
Slowly circumabulating
your stupa;
sexmagik,
rising flames
Tummo, melting drops
through...
anticlockwise
Bhagashphere,
realm of bliss
Mantra flows up,
out,
through,
down
Central channel,
metaphysical
Through seven wheels
unlocking,
unblocking
rivers running through
desiccated veins
Life flows
as water;
semen washes
pure oasis
Holding bliss,
trying to remain
heartcentred
Slowly circumabulating
your stupa;
sexmagik,
rising flames
Tummo, melting drops
through...
#sex
#spiritual
#dialogue
52 reads
7 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
25th Jun 2019 8:05pm
25th Jun 2019 8:05pm
vulnerability
morphing and expanding to meet my future
forgotten dreams awaken
will I be a published author? maybe
isn't funny I'm shy all of a sudden
it took me years to get naked on the page
meeting the world nude in my vulnerability
frightens me terribly
I'm taking the plunge
it's now or never
fate has called and I answered
writing is my life
the passion that drives me
excited but scared
what if they love me
and I become famous
worse what if I'm hated
revealing the deepest parts of me
...
forgotten dreams awaken
will I be a published author? maybe
isn't funny I'm shy all of a sudden
it took me years to get naked on the page
meeting the world nude in my vulnerability
frightens me terribly
I'm taking the plunge
it's now or never
fate has called and I answered
writing is my life
the passion that drives me
excited but scared
what if they love me
and I become famous
worse what if I'm hated
revealing the deepest parts of me
...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeGoals #WritingPoetry
#LifeGoals #WritingPoetry
131 reads
21 Comments
Josh
Poem Published
5th Nov 2019 1:26pm
5th Nov 2019 1:26pm
Poet's Thanks
Taking aside his poetry
he wondered if it would be good enough
to make the lobster tap dance on the kitchen floor …
this one was not for the pot
but on a leash of the black man
befriended for life, hand in pincer
the two went well together
across the road a troupe of teenagers
sang a clip from the musical “Oliver”
then ran back home full of joy
recounting their late-night exploits
I will worry no more
but laugh.
Thanks be to God.
he wondered if it would be good enough
to make the lobster tap dance on the kitchen floor …
this one was not for the pot
but on a leash of the black man
befriended for life, hand in pincer
the two went well together
across the road a troupe of teenagers
sang a clip from the musical “Oliver”
then ran back home full of joy
recounting their late-night exploits
I will worry no more
but laugh.
Thanks be to God.
#identity
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #SelfReflection
#WritingPoetry #SelfReflection
114 reads
26 Comments
_boybrains
Poem Published
15th Nov 2019 4:52pm
15th Nov 2019 4:52pm
Tato.
pass the bridge
of southern train
tracks— you’ll hear
echoes of bars &
bangles;
vastas with holes
bearing torches—
every moosh, mort,
del-engro, day &
dya.
of southern train
tracks— you’ll hear
echoes of bars &
bangles;
vastas with holes
bearing torches—
every moosh, mort,
del-engro, day &
dya.
#confessional
#PowerOfWords
#respect
#Britain
#minimalist
10 reads
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
25th Aug 2019 9:33pm
25th Aug 2019 9:33pm
My Mind's I
We had cried on each other's shoulders, benefiting from being friends
I've told you my life story, up until, but not the end
You were receptive and unselfish, you did the exact same thing
We found that we both shared the exact same pain
You were lurking in the shadows hiding from the shame
When you bumped into me feeling exactly the same
We had both known love or at least thought that we did
But when it came to a true connection love always hid
It was the pain that always wanted to stay
That deep dark depression that never...
I've told you my life story, up until, but not the end
You were receptive and unselfish, you did the exact same thing
We found that we both shared the exact same pain
You were lurking in the shadows hiding from the shame
When you bumped into me feeling exactly the same
We had both known love or at least thought that we did
But when it came to a true connection love always hid
It was the pain that always wanted to stay
That deep dark depression that never...
#humankind
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
162 reads
5 Comments
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