Me Poems | Examples of Me Poetry

Age hasn’t softened me Weakened me a bit, perhaps I speak of a truth I’ve earned Cherish the right to speak it Often to the trees and stars Sometimes cursing those in cars I ponder often the mystery of Whose truth is truer Can all truth’s be true Or must one concede Tap-0ut in accepted defeat My mother told us “the truth only hurts when it’s supposed...

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I'm the vibes, they're the vipers I give healing, them keep killing Words my medicine, call me words smith Deceit and betrayal their weapons I call them cobra, them are snitches. I'm the owner Them the controller I always act like I own or know nothing They're so ruthless Acting like they own or know it all. I'm the completer They're the...

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When I first spoke to you, you were quiet and answered first with a smile that was calm. How come beauty comes in a simple act of random kindness? It felt like my lips were being kissed by nature’s balm. Is this the ARK mentioned in responses to life’s rudeness? I saw that you were similar to me when...

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Sometimes the best way to love life is by speaking to others that make you smile and feel love! As men we are given the task of being the pursuer, well this is not always the case. What can a person say but think of a Snow White Dove! Wanting a wife and children has now become a...

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the years of clutter sum total feel much like a noose around my neck the memories both good and bad exhausting in their tonnage trinkets on shelves reminders in drawers paramount to the anchor out to hold me back the sea beckons all around me but i’m fettered in a stalemate hovering when i should be sailing how i envy the minimalist who has mastered the art of...

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My fingernails are filthy Looks like they are digging ditches while I sleep I begin to groom myself like a cat I do not use my tongue, I use other nails Nails scraping gunk out of other nails Hoping to put off my bath until Wednesday...

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Sweatshirts are my favorite clothes Warm and cuddly, comfy too I have many as my husband knows In red, pink, green, gray and blue My husband has bought me a little gift A Foghorn Leghorn orange sweatshirt It will be my favorite if you get my drift For the prime driver I will stay alert...

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To understand me means to walk on a path of thorns in velvet, where the perfume of roses deceives the lungs with its sweetness, while blood silently flows and waters the earth beneath. I do not wish to be understood, I exist as an enigma that cannot be grasped, I am a mystery too deep for anyone's fragile understanding. I...

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I am not the figure in the glass, Stiff and hollow, a shell of the past. When its reflection catches my eye, Hatred blooms, and I ask why. Fear ignites, a flame in my chest, My hand trembles, unable to rest. When red spills from my skin, I lift my head, yet cannot win. Pieces of me are always gone, The mirror mocks what...

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You can always count on me I will not go anywhere without you Friend we were made for each other By my Father AIso every day my Father Keep us alive Here on earth And we have to live Our lives every day I hope you trust me And we can pray together for my Father every day We can't live without praying for my father Friend you...

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I am me, just me, no one else the mould got throw after me not possible to make a copy I am the original not a fake. I have taken on life full in the face never wavering just going full steam Challenges I laughed at not fearing them come get me was my attitude. Life was for fun each thing I reached for was yet another...

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I have mended the morning again. It was in pieces, parts scattered everywhere until I gathered in all that I could hear, smell, taste, touch and see and made the morning come together in me. With practice it becomes very easy. ...

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You and me Belongs in Gods world He is the one That have made us In his imagine We are very beautiful To God AIso he is the one that gave us The gift of life And life is very precious We will not ruin our lives By smoking cigarettes If we do that We will ruin our lungs And we will die of lung cancer Also we are not...

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These are the toys you will need this year It is 1959; my tv is near Saturday morning, we’re watching cartoons We all need perry puppet made of balloons Mothers pick up their phones to order one They are sold out, Christmas will not be so fun Commercials convinced us kids in fifty-nine Bending each eager innocent gullible mind Commercials continue to work...

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To all my children, may you please be aware! I don't always show it, but I will always care. Each of you have been a great gift to me. Your births made this man happy as can be. Each came to this world in a very unique way. Causing me to humble, seek God and to pray. I'd like to share...

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