Short Self Reflection Poems
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Normal walk ,less talk
I'm not good but I never smoke.
messing with me not a joke
Whenever my anti se me they get a shock.
Self-reflection is only half of the work. The full work is owning up and taking action. Don't abuse the power of grace you give yourself.
Selfless equipped with nobility and compassion
Original can not be cloned, copied, or duplicated
Unique wonderfully created one me
Luminescence gifted firefly
Sometimes it can be difficult to understand how what you did effects what you will do.
But once you understand that truth, you will understand how to move foward.
It’s not rocket science you know,
Either you are part of the problem
Or part of the solution.
And how we stand
Is only really knowable
To us alone.
(10/15/25)
You were the oxygen to the fire in me.
As I consumed you, the fire in me grew
Until I burnt myself inside out,
Until everything that was left of me
Was ash and dust.
i always see the worse in people ~ i look in the mirror too much
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04/20/22
When i first kissed her, verses were beating in my heart.
I was like a bee on a sunflower.
The numbness you feel
running through my ink,
Is nothing but that nectar spill-over.
Forsooth blessed be the very first breath,
Life - quoth a preparation thought far brief.
O we fade as being kissed by death;
Hath thy day been seized therein a dream brief?
Oftentimes one has to experience pain and traumas and be emerged into the fire to feel it’s heat and warmth of self reflection to appreciate the small things in lige that one oftentimes take for granted.
wisdom earned not free
a restless pilgrim's journey ~
fears self-reflection
an internal journey
of self reflection
started walking
at a young age
still walking
that road
only half way
down the trail
at this point
the path of
reflection is
a life long
journey
i
Weaker, drowning in ego
Six estranged hours bleet commands
Today vanished: 2 ticks, 2 tocks
Nothing nests at my desk
Fragment aspects, time slipping
On course with the "I Am"
Ringing for dinner is Pavlov
Lost and forgotten
Are the patterns of myself,
A self rekindling
Kindled clarity, opening doors,
Doorways facing me.
Found under rocks
Rocking away the illusions,
Illusorily slipped on
Onto the new integrated, I Am ~
Changed and changing me.
Cheer me, you false monotheist,
On what quest shall I partake,
Like a lively baron with no plate,
'Cause the end is created by the fake,
The Great Solemn is what it takes,
The greatest question shall I say,
For what purpose shall I stay.
edited:1/6/2020
focusing on me
inner thoughts and emotions
putting myself right
my personal growth
a time for self-reflection
aligning purpose
let negative go
grasping life's positive
becoming happy
asking God for truth
for the power to follow him
guidance in beliefs
Twirling, whirling, swirling into myself
I listen to my ready soul
I take blank canvas off a shelf
Twirling, whirling, swirling into myself
My muse becomes my happy elf.
As I begin, I feel whole
Twirling, whirling, swirling into myself
I listen to my ready soul
As you peer at self reflection
Be mindful of misconception
Consider others’ perception
To guide in the right direction
Are you as you appear
This requires much introspection
To see your portrait clear
*Entry for Dr. Ram’s Rime Couée challenge
July 3, 2011
If at dawn,
in the first splash of infancy,
the cherub falls to the floor like a dead orchid, maternal
blood shall stain the symbol
of creation, a man
alone
without wisdom,
love,
or self-reflection,
is duly disunited from the root of truth,
“communication;”
the jewel
that brands us human.
When you walk into my world
You test your own love
By your own self!
If you want to stay, stay!
If you want to go, go!
My waters will not ripple…!
But should you decide to stay!
I will tell you what love means,
I will show you what love is,
I will teach you, how to walk on water!
Michael
Can you
feel me?
Can you
see me?
Can you
be there
for me?
Or is
this
a fantasy?
Really...
Questions
I ask
myself
As an
Artist
and a
Woman
with
special needs
and
sensitivities
Who really
can we be?
Will you
be there
for me?
or will you
Exploit my
Insecurities?
REALLY
The mirror poses
with a strangers heart,
gazing in accusation,
Nameless.
Faceless.
An incarnation of pain
possessing the body,
And yet —
I reach.
For that obsidian glaze.
For the opacity that hides your face.
For a remnant of strength.
For salvation.
For something that still remembers my name.
Without there being a God,
we could never question his existence
Through the shadows of the interrogatory
divinity shines
Do apes question, do birds question,
do flowers question—Aquinas asked
Only through the act of self-reflection
—is the Creator truly known
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)
maybe it’s not you.
maybe it’s everyone else.
or maybe…
it’s me.
the one always called
too emotional,
too cold.
so maybe what i need
is a plant
growing slower than my thoughts,
a cycle
moving forward when i cannot,
a lego set
to build,
to break,
to begin again.
and maybe then
anger
will finally
leave me alone.
So in love with me. Why shouldn't I be? I'm
My own person original from all others. We
have comparable needs and wants nevertheless some of us are extraordinaire beyond the webs of life that guides us to rediscover self love, respect that's self evident
that we all seek self respect, self sacrifice to acquire self love within self-reflection.