Best Shyness Poems

I'm young with no identity,
A faceless boy, alone and shy.
To classmates, a nonentity;
My parents fret and wonder why.

I'm part of the unnoticed pack.
I step aside as others pass.
To be alone, I sit in back
And never volunteer in class.

I cannot dance or speak on stage
And hate...

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The moon’s cheeks above
turned red like a pretty rose.
The star winked at her....

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I hate most people
I'm not antisocial though
But they bring drama

Make no mistake friend
Some people i do adore
Some i would die for

Don't worry stranger 
I'm actually friendly
If we had to meet 

I'm just very shy
But I'm not antisocial 
Maybe we should speak...

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shyness
         handsome and so fine
         gorgeous and body sublime
         inhabits one

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PENNED ON JULY 31, 2014!...

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time in time on time
second by second over high noon
our spring to spring of moon...

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It reveals itself freely without rationale,
a natural inheritance, untraditional.
Shown to strangers, yet hidden from friends.
Revealed in dangers, concealed in amends.
The softer the approach, the easier it leaves,
but when given reproach, it's worn on the sleeves.
There is no fear to show this to most,
but it's withheld...

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Your choice dark or light
Never shy from a mental fight
Chess is my delight


By Robb A. Kopp...

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Talking to new people has always been a nightmare
Some people can talk and make new friends easy
To me it’s as scary as a grizzly bear
My face gets red and my stomach gets queasy

It has always been frustrating and disappointing to me
When i finally think “I’m...

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life was the grains of hope
that slipped through my fingers,
the chilling breath that scurried
around my afflicted mind.
I heard your whispers
through the telephone wires,
felt your coldness
through a pretentious world.
No sister, nor brother
to confide in,
not that anyone cared,
lonely days, lonely nights
where to drift through the burden
of one’s...

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The night is softly speaking to my heart,
and calling me to listen to her plea;
go out and search the world for Cupid’s dart,
and find a lover who will set you free.

A gentle breeze is blowing in my mind
as scent of jasmine hanging in the air;
it’s...

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I feel for gentle hearts in this loud world, 
Ever suspect, dismissed and derided, 
For long has been the shy a songless bird,
That Darwin dismissed as ‘odd state of head’, 
Jane Austin gave shyness a broader scope, 
Calling it a ‘moral, mental disease’, 
And Freud,...

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she runs down the hall 
she is meSsY 
she is LouD
she is an extrovert 
no, she is not 
just because she is not shy 
does not mean she sometimes wants to cry 
being sad and feeling low has crossed her path but I bet you...

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When you closed your hand about my hand,
A shivering bud that hid within my heart
Began to open,

‘MEN do not have FLOWERS in their hearts!’
  I cried, in my mind,
‘CERTAINLY
MEN have LIONS!’

But the bud so softly nudged against my breast,
That I could not but pluck...

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When Love forgets, for once, to pass me by,
And bats her lashes, smiles, and slows her walk,
Then, I’m a baby chick, that wants to fly...

Oft, Fortune, not forgetful, makes me ply
My patience, when I’d rather jump in... talk...
When Love forgets, for once, to pass me...

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Slowly

Slowly but steadily
Shyness is wearing out as
Fakery starts to stir...

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