Short Insecurities Poems
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I found crumbled roses.
My insecurities haunt me.
You’ve changed yourself.
Your heart is left waiting,
it’s weeping softly.
The pen
Conveys words-
Thoughts and feelings-
Onto paper.
Everything-
Insecurities, rights, wrongs-
Is written on paper
With a pen
At least for me.
Paid dogs watching over
Barking their insecurities
Like puppets in a show
Craving for someone
Else's life and liberty
January 7, 2023, PST, BC
You can't grow extra eyes and ears so just learn to thicken your face against voices of bigotry, judgmentalism and insecurities...
February 25, 2024, PST, BC
What could be worse than the pain in this life
Unless it is wasted pain
Wasted on unforgiveness,insecurities and shame
If left unprunned we will never change
Form:
It was just one glance
He was instantly captured
Already anticpating the next
He sees her insecurities, innocence
All he wants to do is save her
To love and protect her as his
An act so practiced
like an invisible mask
If I see past
things will smash
our past wounds like food
for inadiquecies that keep us
intact
or rather keep me
coming back.
Form:
Vainly searching who to be
Avidly yearning for more in me
Narcissistic jubilee
Isolated tendencies
Trifle bouts of insecurities
Yawning at the piercing pleas
© Stacy Lynn Stiles
I question my own existence
Weaned from the breast milk
of doubt.
Blinded by the sunshine
of my insecurities, I stumble
Helplessly,
I ask for proof
A universal sign of my significance
Am I real?
In retrospect…
The woman most perfect
Would be a lady filled with
Many flaws and imperfections
Impurities and a few…
Insecurities
So together each
We could reach
Into God’s majesties and maturities
I’m not perfect,
I’m just me.
I have anger problems.
I have worries.
I have insecurities
I’m not always nice.
I’m not always patient.
But I have god,
So I don’t have to be perfect.
He loves me for me.
diminished doubting
in the shadows of her mind
conflicted but fully blown
softly kicking self
for holding ideas back
insecurities retained
Written: 5-11-2019
Poetry contest: Best Seduko 577-577
Sponsor: Lu Loo
Why? Why? Why God Why? When? When God When?
Thoughts run through whirlpool of my mind
Insecurities free float
Will answers ever come
Then peace comes in view
In his own time
God's answers
God's love
Grace
Jeopardy of love's jasmines
Attitude threatens the petals
Stable and sweet one moment
Miserable the next
Inner insecurities
Nitpicking on trivialities
Ectacy of passion yet resets
Smoothly falling in amorous lap..
The depths of insecurities
Buried with inveterate tendencies
Her words were sweet as honey
Easily succumbed to vulnerability
The final result came from pity
Satisfaction lasted for a moment
Confusion is here to stay
Overwhelming fear
Paralized by dread
Insecurities
Doubt abilities
Future not very safe
Darkness pervades
Can't see future
Lover leaves doubts
Balancing act
Love assures
He takes hand
Surrender
Leader
Alfa
Male
In our mere meager thoughts, we rise to conquer. Despite our insecurities we shame our
conscious. Bring life inside of our fertile minds. Plague the unjust of our sanity.
Disappearing from sight. Lurking in the depths of our souls.
Insecurities
Pain unquenchable
Not worth the struggle
Help me breakdown these walls
© Herzel Poshiwa
Thanks for ignoring
My pathetic pleas.
Thanks for all
My insecurities.
Thanks for infection
And thanks for disease.
Thanks for nothing;
Just bad memories.
Thanks for teaching me to rise when I fall....
Maybe I’m thankful after all.
Insecurities,
they can about bury you alive.
Yet, we all fall deep
into their depths.
How much longer till we all kneel
beneath the torment?
No one really knows.
No one really notices.
Is there an end
to the nonsense we make
of ourselves?
Form:
hid insecurities within
ambiguous humor &
convoluted whimsies,
rules consistently changing
in a game which required
hardly more than breath,
nothing less than obscurity
twisting a fallible fancy,
seizing day's intangibility
Breathe
Your suffocating me, feels like I can’t breathe.
The constant accusations, insecurities and intimidation
Always insinuating, like I got something up my sleeve.
Makes me just want to leave you, but I can’t I need you,
You made sure of that.
And I start again,
Despite the insecurities, the little lies
Despite the loss of time, the contradictions
Despite my anger , despite the furtive smiles
Despite the fact that I don’t believe in love
Despite the other one
I start again
Yes ma’am !
lengthy white scars
along pale arms,
dark circles
beneath swollen
tear rimmed eyes
tight lipped smiles
and never ending thoughts
silent wondering
and screaming insecurities
silent pleas
screaming within
end it all
end it now
end it here
water tumbling down
saturating deep within
to my nucleus
purging insecurities
like a stream of liberty
Contest Name: Write Me A Rippling Stream
Sponsor: Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet ~
By: Wilma N. Neels
Date: 03/06/2011
030620111455
5th Place