Self Reflection Poems - Poems about Self Reflection

A Piece of My Mind on Peace of Mind

They asked for a piece of my mind—
so I offered silence, wrapped in gold.
No rage, no clamor, no thunderclap,
just breath unbroken when the world turned cold.

Peace of mind isn't a destination,
but a pact with storms I’ve learned to outlast.
Not the absence of chaos—but grace,
in the moments I choose not to cast judgment, holding fast.

It's the

Under A Full Moon

Sitting under a full moon
I begin to think
I think about how lucky the moon is
Sitting high in the midnight sky
Not a worry in the world
I think about what it would be like to be the moon
I light up the night sky
To emit my glow and energy upon the world
Lighting the way for those seeking home
Then,

In your Arms, I Wander

I am the writer, reader, and spectator.
Lying down in your arms, my eyes wander.
Just look into your eyes in quiet solitude;
My tears say all in this interlude.

My small victories—chess and writings,
My journeys to places where I chased my cravings.
You see it all and understand without judging,
Like the few who backed me and keep me hoping.

I

Doe In My Yard

Doe In My Yard

I glimpsed out my bedroom window looking for nature's signs giving me clues about what today will bring.

A lone doe was nibbling on the southern lawn grass. She slowly raised her head, vulnerably held still for about 10 seconds, and resumed nibbling the grass. 

Her movement was graceful and relaxed. She stood

This Place Where I Sit

This place where I sit
so unfamiliar to me
this is not what I had imagined
not what I expected
this is not the path I was walking on
must have slipped through a wormhole
a mysterious splice in time
and materialized stumbling
on the other side or,
somehow swept up into a tornado
drifted on the blustery wind
spat out viciously, just like Jonah
to this

The Weak Servant

I look in the mirror, I see the defects of my soul,
Shadowed by the flaws of my heart.
Am I blocking the path of light that I see in my shadow's front?
Do rumors define me, or can I break free?
From the burdens of doubt, or is it the weight in me?

In the darkness of the night,

What's Stopping You

What’s stopping you
From being the person
Who you want to be
In this crazy world
That we all live in?

What’s stopping you
From reaching the mountain top
To complete every goal
That you have?

What’s stopping you
From living your best life?

What’s stopping you?
What’s stopping you?
What’s stopping you?

What’s stopping you
From being creative
Through art?

What’s stopping you
From being creative
Through music?

What’s stopping you
from being creative
through textiles?

What’s

To See The Sun Again

She wondered, entering the sea, in fierce relentless rain,
As the waves crashed hard against the rocks, would she see the sun again?

Her life was dark now,like the sky that loomed a murky grey,
Her body breathing in the air, as her legs,
start to give way.

Her head’s a torrid mass of thoughts, her heartbeat racing fast,
With terror

Solitude, a friend

Solitude a reliable friend,
one that accompanies me
to the world's end.
He's quiet and shy,
hidden away from others
appearing only when I am alone,
in the depths of the night.

When I am left with just my thoughts,
it comes and finds me, to support
as i lay there on those silent evenings,
deep in contemplation.
He helps me clear my mind.

In his embrace

Self-Reflection

I look around
this life astounds
transformational
in many ways.

I sing a song
with the words all wrong
my poor hearing
is the reason why.

I must confess
to my love of breasts
those of the winged 
and of my bride.

Upon reflection
I've faced rejection
but not because
I didn't try.

Sometimes I ponder
my mind does wander
exactly what
are the reasons why.

Did I mention
the implied intention
was to assess
just who

The Junky

The Junkie

How skillful yet your monstrous face,
that hides your love and gayer part
from all who dares to try embrace
with tender care and open heart.

In solitude you live this life,
this burden self-denial’s hate;
that chose you as companion’s strife
remembrance of a happier state

you laugh inside yet snide and bark
to every soul that cross your way
your voice an

Midnight Mirror- A journey to Self

In the silence of night, the soul stirs deep,
In shadows where hidden reflections sleep.

A man sits alone with thoughts that ache,
Unraveling truths that the daylight forsake.

Who am I? he asks in the hush of the dark,
A flicker of wisdom, a soft, quiet spark.

Through stars above and the stillness near,
He confronts his flaws, his doubts, his

Self Reflection

Selfless equipped with nobility and compassion
Original can not be cloned, copied, or duplicated
Unique wonderfully created one me
Luminescence gifted firefly

Just Thinking

I need a room of mirrors bright,
To be surrounded by the light,
Of winners gleaming all around,
Their silent wisdom so profound.

I do my crying in the rain,
So heaven’s tears can hide my pain.
For men like us will walk alone,
Satan feared I'd carve my throne.

In this age of looks, I still fall deep,
For vibes that stir me

A Love Letter To Myself

I see you,  
in the quiet moments,  
when the world fades to a whisper  
and it’s just you,  
breathing in the calm  
of your own presence.  
  
You’ve walked through storms,  
held your ground in the wind,  
even when your knees shook  
and your heart

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