Self Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Phantom2426
Poem Published
20th May 2020 4:09am
20th May 2020 4:09am
Bloom Doom
Grew up the youngest
of three blooming brothers
Spreading my petals
everywhere I went
but trouble kept
getting my petals
stuck because of my
Oldest brother's problems
But now my petals are
holding because of
this frenzy shit the
goverments/spooks created
I am tired of this and me
being my Oldest Brother's Keeper
So plesse let my petals go do
Their blooming
of three blooming brothers
Spreading my petals
everywhere I went
but trouble kept
getting my petals
stuck because of my
Oldest brother's problems
But now my petals are
holding because of
this frenzy shit the
goverments/spooks created
I am tired of this and me
being my Oldest Brother's Keeper
So plesse let my petals go do
Their blooming
#brother
#childhood
#family
#memories
#pandemic
96 reads
3 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2020 8:01pm
23rd Sep 2020 8:01pm
Free-Styling
Please don't
You won't
You have no say
You do not play
I ask, you couldn't
No right to say who shouldn't
This is life
I am no one's wife... yet, at best
So contain the duress of your mouth
If it isn't going down to my silken South
I got this... do you
You are on another planet.. and not eating my food
The key to jumpstart my heart
You are no longer apart
You feel me..hum..you can turn the station
This woman here... this is virtual not my waking reality, so free will is my only dedication
To the moon... I placed...
You won't
You have no say
You do not play
I ask, you couldn't
No right to say who shouldn't
This is life
I am no one's wife... yet, at best
So contain the duress of your mouth
If it isn't going down to my silken South
I got this... do you
You are on another planet.. and not eating my food
The key to jumpstart my heart
You are no longer apart
You feel me..hum..you can turn the station
This woman here... this is virtual not my waking reality, so free will is my only dedication
To the moon... I placed...
#love
36 reads
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
20th Sep 2020 1:15am
20th Sep 2020 1:15am
Efforts
Happiness is not here
Happiness is not there
I seek I do not find
It is not fair
All efforts in vain
(I'm losing my mind)
For zero gain.
Happiness is not there
I seek I do not find
It is not fair
All efforts in vain
(I'm losing my mind)
For zero gain.
#anxiety
#frustration
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
27 reads
6 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2020 00:32am
22nd Sep 2020 00:32am
Surreal
torn open,
flowers bleeding
painted hands
—reveal
hidden secrets,
screaming
strokes of mastered
colored hues
forecasted,
shades
of promises
that never lasted
beautiful pain
twists to
open a vien
surrealistic dreams
slowly agonize
behind
closed
eyes
flowers bleeding
painted hands
—reveal
hidden secrets,
screaming
strokes of mastered
colored hues
forecasted,
shades
of promises
that never lasted
beautiful pain
twists to
open a vien
surrealistic dreams
slowly agonize
behind
closed
eyes
#love
#art
#despair #hurt
#despair #hurt
50 reads
10 Comments
Ahavati
Poem Published
19th Jun 2020 6:36pm
19th Jun 2020 6:36pm
Breaking with White Solidarity
I am White, and racist
by systemic socialization
as well as personal ignorance—
it's not something I chose
but a cultural privilege
I was born into—and learned;
thus, cannot fully understand
the impact on Black Americans
this liberates me
from defending, deflecting, and denying
the racism that exists—
especially in me!
or, that I contribute by birth
to its...
by systemic socialization
as well as personal ignorance—
it's not something I chose
but a cultural privilege
I was born into—and learned;
thus, cannot fully understand
the impact on Black Americans
this liberates me
from defending, deflecting, and denying
the racism that exists—
especially in me!
or, that I contribute by birth
to its...
#LifeChangingMoment
#racism
#CallToAction #inequality
#CallToAction #inequality
207 reads
17 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
16th Sep 2020 9:20am
16th Sep 2020 9:20am
What To Do
can you tell me what to do
I seem to be so confused
I feel like I am upside down
you might perceive me as a clown
now this is what I believe
awash in deep creativity
with pen and paper
I've been bound
to take a little slice of life
something a bit ordinary
and turn it into something
quite extraordinary
I seem to be so confused
I feel like I am upside down
you might perceive me as a clown
now this is what I believe
awash in deep creativity
with pen and paper
I've been bound
to take a little slice of life
something a bit ordinary
and turn it into something
quite extraordinary
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
41 reads
6 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2020 3:15am
22nd Sep 2020 3:15am
Suffocation of Marriage
So desperate to please you,
quantity over quality, fearing loss,
sensual in thought but,
more mechanical in reality
the love is still there
where passion is not.
Your spirit’s essence
creates imagined warmth.
For as much as I long for your company,
I’m relieved when we part.
The mental jenga which
wreaks havoc in mind and body,
leaves anguished sentence fragments
when we attempt to reconcile.
What was once unified,
was singularly envisaged
I felt free...
quantity over quality, fearing loss,
sensual in thought but,
more mechanical in reality
the love is still there
where passion is not.
Your spirit’s essence
creates imagined warmth.
For as much as I long for your company,
I’m relieved when we part.
The mental jenga which
wreaks havoc in mind and body,
leaves anguished sentence fragments
when we attempt to reconcile.
What was once unified,
was singularly envisaged
I felt free...
#AliceFulton
104 reads
29 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
10th Aug 2020 5:42pm
10th Aug 2020 5:42pm
THE OLD YOU AND THE NEW YOU
WHY WEAR A MASK SOME MAY ASK is it to be completely expose behind wearing a mask, are to be able to be able to unmask the image of the you, that once was you so long ago lost within the turmoil of your subconsciousness, yet you slowly began separating from the you that has gone unnoticed and unseen. For some may ask WHY SHOULD YOU chisel away through the stones and broken, pieces of shatter glass going over each subconscious form of symmetries and lines of secret prophecy. For they say don't make your mind make you your own prison, were you are the prisoner for life will teach you to escape...
#courage
#power
#LifeStruggles
#LifeChangingMoment
#wisdom
84 reads
10 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
30th Aug 2020 9:37pm
30th Aug 2020 9:37pm
Heart strings
Before the poem, today is what i call a sad cripple day, i apologise for licking my wounds on here. Thanks for your understanding
Heart strings
Pulling at my heart strings, you clamber up inside, looking for the real me and the parts i like to hide
Looking for my loving side, all the parts I've broke, searching for the romantic me and kind words I've often spoke
Deep inside my corners, where sadness often lurks, hoping to find some Sunshine and see if my soul still works
See if I'm still worth saving, or should you walk on by,...
Heart strings
Pulling at my heart strings, you clamber up inside, looking for the real me and the parts i like to hide
Looking for my loving side, all the parts I've broke, searching for the romantic me and kind words I've often spoke
Deep inside my corners, where sadness often lurks, hoping to find some Sunshine and see if my soul still works
See if I'm still worth saving, or should you walk on by,...
#sadness
#SelfWorth
67 reads
12 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
26th Aug 2020 1:04pm
26th Aug 2020 1:04pm
DARING TO BE REAL
Why do I write? This is an almost
meaningless question to me.
It hints of unique reasons, problems,
or assignments as motivation. Some ask,
"Do you get paid or make money."
NO! Than would rob me of my motivation.
Why do I write?
It's not to juggle cute and weird
metaphors I, nor anyone else, understands;
used for hiding, confusing, fostering
guessing and acquiring the meaningless
trophy of "GREAT." That is okay for others
who enjoy such stages of attainment and applauds;
I respect each person's place in their desired world. ...
meaningless question to me.
It hints of unique reasons, problems,
or assignments as motivation. Some ask,
"Do you get paid or make money."
NO! Than would rob me of my motivation.
Why do I write?
It's not to juggle cute and weird
metaphors I, nor anyone else, understands;
used for hiding, confusing, fostering
guessing and acquiring the meaningless
trophy of "GREAT." That is okay for others
who enjoy such stages of attainment and applauds;
I respect each person's place in their desired world. ...
#uplifting
#emotional
#philosophical
76 reads
5 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...
434 reads
10 Comments
NewBeginnings
Poem Published
Today 7:05pm
Today 7:05pm
Mo(u)rning Ritual
Visual Entry
#sadness
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#despair
#fear
45 reads
5 Comments
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