Self Poems | Examples of Self Poetry

The wind changed my life Accident happen in sea I won that strife....Read the rest...

I sit beside myself and think, And try to evaluate my life; Yes, my life that is blotted with ink My life of which evaluation would cause strife. A strife between the living and the dead, Between our world and...Read the rest...

I guess I wanted a friend so bad , you'll probably think I'm mad, but i did not check and see if they were gonna be fake i guess i thought there would be no pain caused as...Read the rest...

You're my inner child. I'm your outer shell. There's something that you need to know And it will serve you well... Your younger life experiences Were unkind to you. As ashamed as I am, I must admit That I've been unkind...Read the rest...

Sometimes it's good to give yourself up in an heartfelt yell - to find a place out of earshot of others, a beach will do, or better, a shoreline with rocks and crashing waves, or out bush where there is nothing...Read the rest...

Believe in yourself Know that there's something who's more Greater inside you....Read the rest...

I see no sign of forced entry... just copper suns and cornflower blue, have you been here all this time? I don't remember inviting you, and now all my voices are a chatter, with threats I cannot construe. ...Read the rest...

Why do I paint myself the villain? Why do I see everyone else as a saint? What makes them so great? I know I make mistakes, But don't they? Why do I paint myself the villain? Why do we think others...Read the rest...

“How desperately I need God in my life.” Inner Self replies… ‘Uhhh, need? Perhaps you truly mean... I need to find the God already in my life.’ “Ahhh... better.”...Read the rest...

Vexed Nights Trapped in my own delusion, Engulfing self induced contusions, I imprudently cause self confusion, Distance seems cruel to me So I detach from what used to be, Emotionally, Physically, Then spiritually, I vanish, Into what I imagine, How to feel, Deciphering what’s...Read the rest...

The whistling kettle calls to me. Telling me it's time for tea I grab my Tinkerbell mug off the shelf As I try to decide what to have for myself What flavor of brew should I steep into my...Read the rest...

tonight i'm dancing; fire in the bones and a fury on my mind. you can catch me twirling the hips fiercely feeling for every roll and cranny i am love tonight such passion, such passion i breathe i exhale doubts i exhale a cold heart i...Read the rest...

My name is “Girl” A girl with wings I had a pearl A pearl filled with inks I had a dream A dream to fly I heard a scream A scream, nothing but a lie I am blessed with a gift A gift...Read the rest...

Take my words Gently As a thorn-crested rose Beauty Shielded by doubt Shivering In its self-ness Caress my words As infants Seeking Sustenance Toddlers Tumbling Over one another Adolescents Unsure of their meaning Challenge my words That they May be honed Matured Aged In the silent cellars Of poetry ...Read the rest...

head having melded with heart ego identity vaporised all souls one, none from us apart light of our true Self is realised...Read the rest...