Self Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
Poems written by Top Critiquers
NewBeginnings
Poem Published
27th Jun 2020 2:16pm
27th Jun 2020 2:16pm
My Heroin(e)
A junky for funky words,
I overdose on prose
In the garden of my mind’s desire.
Playing with poetic fire—
Roach smokin’ in the ash tray.
Led astray by broken verbs
And softly spoken word.
My poetic depiction—
A distinguished
Cunning linguist
With a great ad(diction).
Seeking poetic thrills,
Like sleeping pills
To ease my mind.
Snorting lines
Of the finest rhymes,
To pass the time.
A penny for your thoughts,
I'm a nuisance;
Giving my two cents
For mere nickels and...
I overdose on prose
In the garden of my mind’s desire.
Playing with poetic fire—
Roach smokin’ in the ash tray.
Led astray by broken verbs
And softly spoken word.
My poetic depiction—
A distinguished
Cunning linguist
With a great ad(diction).
Seeking poetic thrills,
Like sleeping pills
To ease my mind.
Snorting lines
Of the finest rhymes,
To pass the time.
A penny for your thoughts,
I'm a nuisance;
Giving my two cents
For mere nickels and...
#rhyming
#LifeAsAWriter
#addiction
#WritingPoetry
#metaphor
135 reads
19 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
129 reads
17 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
4th Jul 2020 5:37am
4th Jul 2020 5:37am
Time and Its False Hope of Healing
Milestones have come and gone.
I’ve survived when others haven’t.
Guilt feels as heavy as the coffin for which I was meant.
I pine for the me that once was.
Gone; with no hope for she that once walked with a light tread.
Wretched words of hope and prayer- oh! I wish you knew how stupid and empty it all sounded!
Like an echo through an underpass.
Hollow and reverberating.
With bitterness and disdain I tolerated well wishes.
With time this will get better-
the most vitriolic expression!
My safe...
I’ve survived when others haven’t.
Guilt feels as heavy as the coffin for which I was meant.
I pine for the me that once was.
Gone; with no hope for she that once walked with a light tread.
Wretched words of hope and prayer- oh! I wish you knew how stupid and empty it all sounded!
Like an echo through an underpass.
Hollow and reverberating.
With bitterness and disdain I tolerated well wishes.
With time this will get better-
the most vitriolic expression!
My safe...
#loneliness
#despair
#EdnaStVincentMillay
56 reads
18 Comments
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
68 reads
3 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
11th Jun 2020 12:16pm
11th Jun 2020 12:16pm
Back When I was a Young Buck
On paper I’m an old fuck now
Back in the day I had some shit going
Now I write about it
You shoulda been there
Maybe you were
Back in the day I had some shit going
Now I write about it
You shoulda been there
Maybe you were
#SelfWorth
60 reads
17 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
195 reads
21 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
25th Jun 2020 4:59pm
25th Jun 2020 4:59pm
Exploding in Revelations
It was with good intentions when a friend shared the truth
For my mind and marriage to walk in the light
But this "divine intervention" had the opposite effect on me
The seed of anger and self loathe grew slowly
Boiling in the depths
And during the confessions I felt my heart stop for a second
Then it started running faster than I had ran before
My soul went cold and my mind went numb
Putting the puzzle pieces together
Making sense and exploding in revelations
Perhaps it was because the immature me who was never ready
Found...
For my mind and marriage to walk in the light
But this "divine intervention" had the opposite effect on me
The seed of anger and self loathe grew slowly
Boiling in the depths
And during the confessions I felt my heart stop for a second
Then it started running faster than I had ran before
My soul went cold and my mind went numb
Putting the puzzle pieces together
Making sense and exploding in revelations
Perhaps it was because the immature me who was never ready
Found...
#depression
#relationships
#breakup
#conflict
#faith
66 reads
15 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
9th Jun 2020 6:21pm
9th Jun 2020 6:21pm
DO YOU TRULY SEE ME
From the very beginning of time which history has foretold since the beginning of time, did you ever see me or did you see only the pure texture of my dark skin and the true potentials of my strength to labor within the golden sun, for was it not your ancestors who took my black people from there home land to raise your children's and do your chores. Let's not forget the rapes that were producing interracial kids, or the buck breaking of our men's breaking there soul and spirit, or the slaughter of hanging us by a tree even setting us upon fire for your own sick pleasure. Yet some of your...
#confessional
#dialogue
#historical
#philosophical
#symbolism
63 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
27th Apr 2020 8:22pm
27th Apr 2020 8:22pm
The Naked Truth
In truth I stand
God’s given of destiny from the rib of a man
I bow to no one
As the neck of the universe my melanin skin tone gifted under the sun
To the Seven Wonders of the World my heart, body, and soul I lend
In your darkest hour, the healing of my creed, through my hands, touching you, faith I shall always send
I stand before you, naked in my truth
My thighs, my breasts, God molded this woman from his hands, grown from a perfect root
My French Creole
The sweetest upbringing stirs in the core of my...
God’s given of destiny from the rib of a man
I bow to no one
As the neck of the universe my melanin skin tone gifted under the sun
To the Seven Wonders of the World my heart, body, and soul I lend
In your darkest hour, the healing of my creed, through my hands, touching you, faith I shall always send
I stand before you, naked in my truth
My thighs, my breasts, God molded this woman from his hands, grown from a perfect root
My French Creole
The sweetest upbringing stirs in the core of my...
#identity
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
117 reads
DanielChristensen
Poem Published
6th Jun 2020 1:52am
6th Jun 2020 1:52am
Of Colors
Look at any star in the sky, now look at another. Your awareness has just crossed distances it takes light thousands of years to travel. Perhaps awareness is the greatest power in the universe." Kurt Vonnegut
..
Famous poems about color,
I found a list of ten
And don't particularly connect
With any of them
What Neruda saw in wheat
I never saw,
Having walked through the
Stalk grass with,
Its sticky fingers
Pawing
At my shorts
Like greedy
Children,
Wheat was never the color of
A...
..
Famous poems about color,
I found a list of ten
And don't particularly connect
With any of them
What Neruda saw in wheat
I never saw,
Having walked through the
Stalk grass with,
Its sticky fingers
Pawing
At my shorts
Like greedy
Children,
Wheat was never the color of
A...
#strength
#LifeAsAWriter
#myself
#PowerOfWords
#determination
168 reads
27 Comments
BeginningPoet
Poem Published
5th Jul 2020 1:32pm
5th Jul 2020 1:32pm
My Own Insanity
Treasured beyond what can
be measured, a look, a kiss,
it's so hard to try and dismiss
all the emotions and notions
that compile into one multi layered
thought process, but if I am
to confess, left to my own
slices and devices, I may not write
anything down, but I have found
my own indifference's,
I can sing without talent or caring
if anyone is listening or sharing, I am
drifting back into my dreamless dreams
where being alone and unattended again
it seems...
be measured, a look, a kiss,
it's so hard to try and dismiss
all the emotions and notions
that compile into one multi layered
thought process, but if I am
to confess, left to my own
slices and devices, I may not write
anything down, but I have found
my own indifference's,
I can sing without talent or caring
if anyone is listening or sharing, I am
drifting back into my dreamless dreams
where being alone and unattended again
it seems...
#loneliness
#rejection
#confusion
#denial
#emptiness
44 reads
13 Comments
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:16pm
Yesterday 10:16pm
I Drink Pain
the misery you hate
is food for my renunciation
the loss you fear
is my giving
the loneliness you dread
is my meditative solitude
the death you try to avoid
i know intimately
your tragedy
is my compassion
your pain
is my rapture
your chaos
is my transformation
your grasping
is my enlightenment
the black cat my familiar
the ladder my Pythagorean equation
the single mag~pi
my mindfulness
the sting of alertness
your lost opportunity
is my inspirational prayer
...
is food for my renunciation
the loss you fear
is my giving
the loneliness you dread
is my meditative solitude
the death you try to avoid
i know intimately
your tragedy
is my compassion
your pain
is my rapture
your chaos
is my transformation
your grasping
is my enlightenment
the black cat my familiar
the ladder my Pythagorean equation
the single mag~pi
my mindfulness
the sting of alertness
your lost opportunity
is my inspirational prayer
...
#hope
#spiritual
#despair
#suffering
#hurt
39 reads
9 Comments
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