Short Self Analysis Poems

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Are you clinically obese?
Is your alcohol intake quite scary?
Do you like to dress up as a woman?
Then eat, drink and be Mary

© Paul Curtis  

ABIDING INTEREST 
intense
  scrutiny 
in
self-analysis 
of
  imagined
    profiles
fundamental
  feelings
    customary
expectations 
preoccupations 
  precursor 
    in
paletted 
 expressive
  pictorial
     formulae
of
aesthetic 
pleasure

© Brian Strand  

Internal Paralysis
self analysis
constant questioning
sadness festering
setting goals 
yet, letting them go
wanting to live again
but questioning when
grief is overwhelming
but hope is telling
seeing the beauty
performing my duty
transforming my life
putting aside the strife

© Kathleen Hassall  

The animal part is the best in me
The human part isn’t the worst
But it’s of suspicious pedigree
Always strives to come out first
So I keep the human part on the leash
Which means I’m the cultural one
While the animal part looks out for its dish
The human part might have fun 
But as stated above, human isn’t the worst
The worst in me is the stone
It’s a solid fossil covered in moss
That never does anything wrong.

© Gregory Stanford  

Self Analysis
Miracle man
1/31/2025

I’m like an old book that sits on a shelf,
Dog eared pages reveal things about myself.
my pages are yellowed and worn from my years,
some chapters introduce laughter, some tears.

But just like the book, time’s taken its toll,
life, like the book, has accomplished its goal?
Today few care what either has to say,
you may rest yourself, on some shelf one day.

© Tom Wright  

WHO WE ARE AT OUR CORE

Are we who we think we are
Or more likely what others think
Perhaps multifaceted, we may be
Or neither, always a mystery
Taking self-analysis to the brink
But in the end, just raise the bar

At our core, whatever that may be
Some sort of an inherent disposition
Or just acting out our genetic code
Delving deep to find the mother lode
When psychoanalysis is an imposition
Will anyone ever know the real me

© Howard Osborne