Embarassment Poems - Poems about Embarassment

She wears a quiet confidence everyday, like a scarf stained with sweat because she never takes it off. That’s what she was wearing the first time she ever asked me for yogurt recommendations. She saw me standing with my hand on my forehead, eyes furrowed before the sprawling cooler. She mistook my indecisiveness as thoughtful contemplation. When I spoke to her...

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Everyday it seems i’m the victim of a false perception, One I wish was true, but I am far from fulfilling the definition of perfection. But people perceive me to be, form their remarks I can tell, They think too highly of me, i’m put on a pedestal. I appreciate it, I do, they make me smile and...

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When I let one loose in the elevator, the handsome man next to me smiled. For the universe is my witness, with all the embarassment I swear I could have just died. The gentleman tried his best not to laugh, in that moment I wished the monster from the quiet place would come tear me in half. The door opened and...

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My happy Aunt Petootie comes clomping over. Your mother says you write poetry now. Her eyebrows are angry. Uh-huh. I admit. She is in full glare mode now. Why? Because I like it? Diabolical laugh. Hey, Glitzy, get over here! Guess what Miss Funny-Duddy just said? I inch out of their circle of hilarity, wondering why I had allowed my mother to talk me into staying an extra...

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We were all born the same at different times, ‘Naked’ and closed eyes to the crime. So why is she tugging down at her skirt, In fear that we perceive her clothes as ‘too short’? Yet wear non-fitted long skirts and be deemed as ‘unattractive’, As they are not ‘appealing’ or ‘sexually attractive’. But go out with shorter lengths and cropped...

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Asher had dashed into the classroom, late as usual, arriving breathlessly, in the middle of the chanting of the morning anthem. “I apologize for inconveniencing, my learning community,” Asher ran through the standard apology phrase rapidly, still catching his breath. A final decision, a terrible punishment, an overwhelming statement of failure. “I apologize to my classmates,” Asher concluded. “We accept your apology, Asher.” The...

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