Art Self Poems

I’m craving a smoke

I’m craving a drag, a poisonous and toxic puff of smog

to fill my empty lungs to

pass the time to

feel the burn in...

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 ___" Paper and Pens " . . .

She found paper and a pen,
then wrote down her feelings, 
creating something amazing. 
She got lost in...

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We are, we are 
Brighter than a shooting star
We are, we are 
Faster than a racing car
We are, we are
Louder than a speaker bar 
We...

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This painting is called Imperfecty Beautiful, I did it some time back, but it has a lot of meaning to me.I learned a great lesson...

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I catch myself sometimes
    almost wonder who I am
like when a word suddenly doesn't make sense
      it's...

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There is an art to reading minds.

As their thoughts eclipse mine.

I have trouble with my own memories…

My own…

Kindness,

My own…

Selfishness,

My own…

Personality.

I am shaking and overwhelmed.

There is...

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Blank for poetry
For the first time, I’m blank 
No poetic rhythm 
or vocabulary connoisseurship 
Just plainly and utterly blank
I’m searching and scouring
Not finding the right...

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Take the lifeless, 
use their parts
to make a wretch and
declare it art—
Frankenstein, Frankenstein!
You are to blame
for the deadness
in your heart.

Great scientists
applaud you.
Does it feel lonely,
playing...

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In the looking glass, a reflection pained,
A self-portrait, a visage marred and strained,
Unrecognizable,  sight hard to bear,
Time-stamped emotions etched, lines of despair.

Pain and loneliness,...

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I like to paint myself. Should I be a face in the crowd?
Shouldn't I be the one fondly holding my head so high?
To be poised,...

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SELF PORTRAIT

To be objective about oneself is hard
All the others’ competing observations
Reluctant to let them into a conclusion
Yet one remains trapped in confusion
Despite all those...

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One impression,to another
led this novice to discover
Expressions,abstracts,old and new,
a closer lens helped change my view;

Taste and see 
&curiosity,
     helped  me,to...

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imagination contaminated
     not seeing my fractured being ~ as whole  
shredded edges wisp in the breeze
    ...

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In the landscape of entangled existence,  
we traversed life on the path of no essence.
Ego chasing the mirage of endless desire,
wandering cynical in wasteland...

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I love drawing.
It’s how I express myself.
But these drawings,
nobody ever saw.
Drawings that I hid.
I loved drawing,
I was good at it too.
Getting the angles and lines...

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