Short Finding Myself Poems
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Love is once again finally arising in the air
And I am finding myself without a single reason to care,
As I forget the one who never wanted to be there.
Though I am alive and no longer dead,
I am dying everyday to live with you.
Though I am found and no longer lost,
I am losing life to find myself in you.
Here I am
Looking at the world’s mirror
Finding myself
at the center of a maze
Constructing the roots of a dream
For a nationless society
By the power of peace
....Of my skin
....exploring future endeavors
....finding myself, proving I can do things independently
....living like I should have been
....loving myself before others
Upon my way here to visit with, my loving bro ~
While as once more finding myself in need
Of, side stepping all your dark tide poes....
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So, “Kiss My Brass.”
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Head held high,
Thoughts run deep,
Boredom near,
Fear is weak.
Love is strong,
Hopes are up,
Just don't break my luck.
Keep you in mind,
Feelings in my stomach,
Finding myself feeling free,
And i love it.
Full of lie's,
I try to compromise,
As I stare across at these burning eyes,
Then I realize,
Their's not much else I can do,
Except try to rescue,
The little bit of a soul I have left,
Which is the first step.
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It's about finding myself
the person I really am
it's about overcoming
what I don't think I can
it's about going as far as I can on the journey
and finding my destination
it's about feeling complete
and finally accomplished
I remember walking out your door for the first time and finally finding myself and the person who helped me find myself
I was in love
And within a heartbeat two years went by and I was walking out the same door and in a matter of seconds I lost the person I was
Some say that stars are made
for wishing...myself~open to
all light;
Some say that stars are made for
reaching...such stretch good for
every man;
Often finding myself gazing up~a
hopeless dreamer, imagining
distant worlds of love and peace –
please don't pinch me....
At times
I sense handfuls of warmth…
draw to face
deeply inhaling light
knowing supply infinite
and my right to breathe
all of eternity-
If I were a cleric
I might say, "It is God evident!"
But simply a poet
pleasantly finding myself
lost for lines
I transcend words
and revel in silence….
The picture is a window to another world
wide open, allowing me to gaze freely into
the distance,
getting lost in the warm blanket of fuzziness
that brings a smile to my face,
finding myself in a shelter from the cold
that blocks even the harshest wind
and withstands even the fiercest of storms.
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When I was young
I could see her face
Glowing with happiness and charm
Even her smile was worth millions
When I grew up
I was finding myself
The when and where I wanted to go
I saw the world through her eyes
Years later when
I looked in the mirror
I saw a familiar face
It was the face of my mother
Anger and hatred begin to breed
Finding myself in a world of greed
Strong natured filled with pride
Finding it hard to spill what's inside
Chasing my eternal home
While when in Rome
Seeing all that's corrupt
How could I hope to move up
Give up on myself downward I descend
Only when I'm could I hope to ascend
Me, by my self
standing
alone
searching self
powerfully.
I am
beside myself.
Aside from
myself there’s
no-one
looking
deep within
to know me
intimately.
Finally, I find
myself there
inside of self.
I be …soul, mind,
heart and spirit;
Manifested
poetry.
You really can’t see me
unless you read me.
when i first
met her
she was
walking
on water
but not being
bothered by
this because
i had looked
into her eyes
as deep as they
were at first i
waded in and
then up to my
chin eventually
finding myself on
an island and off
into the morning's
mirage i look to
see if she
is walking
on water
to find
me
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finally summer arrived with all its charms and promises
yet somehow i'm finding myself still waiting for your return
appreciation growing mostly for my sacred peace within
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on July 17, 2025 for contest HALF PASTSUMMER, TWO MONTHS TILL FALL sponsored by ANDREA DIETRICH - RANKED 3RD
Passing by the human wrecks of society
Such tremendous inner discontent
My soul doesn't hold an ocean of perfection
yet not deprived nor desolate
To reject such savage greed
But close enough to vibrate my soul
To cease finding myself in a cauldron
of hatred and pettiness
Because the sorrows of this life
are not worthy....
Rain dotting puddles on the wet ground
Searching for answers never to be found
Hoping to find truth up above
When the world shows no love
The only way to relate
Is to succumb to the same hate
Knowing it's all apart of the illusion
Finding myself stuck in seclusion
Wanting to see me full of rage
Finally this bird escaped the cage
On a hunt to kill my alter ego
His name is Up
And what goes up must go down
With a slug from a 45
Can't be He's still alive
An axe to the back
But he only counter attack
A pill to slow his thought
But he is tough as iron wrought
Peace from within
To a higher plane
But he fears heights
And stayed behind
And now i live in peace
Finding myself again
My mind is awash in uncertainty.
I feel terror welling up in my heart.
I do, however, see that I must escape.
I was so relieved to re-discover myself.
I'm trying to have the guts to be who I am.
In order to muster the courage to be strong,
I want to be the person I was supposed to be.
Certainly, I have answered the call.
When I was young
I could see her face
Glowing with happiness and charm
Even her smile was worth millions
When I grew up
I was finding myself
The when and where I wanted to go
I saw the world through her eyes
Years later when
I looked in the mirror
I saw a familiar face
It was the face of my mother
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EMILE PINET
Just want to slip into a foggy darkness,
And let it envelop my soul.
Feeling its moistness wrapping me whole.
Finding myself in a magical forest in spring.
Just lying serenely on verdant, peace- filled grasslings
Tears of joy,fall... watching the clouds, simply meandering.
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Finding myself,to whom I am,or whom I'll be.
Rain drop on a maple leaf,life on a butterfly patiently.
Thousands of pounds tumbling down ,and many times, that I dream.
Of heavens bounds,that I see clearly,or the sun that sets over the streams.
Mountains as tall as oil rigs,or maybe the birds that fly over the skys.
Though not always aware of my surroundings,Is still misunderstood why
Today was one of the longest days of my life
I felt as if i was living in strife
The hours of the day is always the same
What and who was there to make the blame
My exscuse was lame
I knew i had to make a change
I went home finding myself on bending knees
Praying to god for a better day
He said always believe in me
You will make a way to a better day
Not just this day but everyday
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