Myself Poems - Poems about Myself

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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Threads of Thoughts threads of thoughts ever trail my mind as a companion that never leaves me lonely as I stroll along the corridors of life in the stillness of solitude in the midst of the multitude at the break of dawn during sunshine of the day in the dim shadows of twilight and darkness of night as a moment without thought I cannot be...

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I stumbled into a village of gold and brick, The sound of life a chime to the homesick. There are gardens, a butcher, furnaces, Whose warmth seems to ward off the morning mist. Their smiles bloom under a rising sun, Their world sealed, their imagination gone. Looking closer-something’s not right, Their faces are bathed in a familiar light. I’ve wandered into a village...

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I am not being good to myself I must admit Today Again I wet my bed And I was up at 3 am I have to do laundry again That is insane I am spending lots of money When I do my laundry...

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My only friend, The night is full of stars, scattered like lost prayers upon the velvet dark. I stand beneath them, adrift in my own unknowing, whispering words of kindness, into the legal wind, hoping they may find you. I respect the you without the why, the way a river respects the ocean, never asking why it must...

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When I find myself beginning to write on a topic that is just too erudite, I quickly throw in the towel, with an unfeigned avowal that frankly, I'm just not that bright. ...

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If only I'd seen, Your true colours shine, Before your poisonous thoughts, Could ever dominate mine. Your toxic, degrading comments, Began taking their toll, Making me feel worthless, Tactically destroying my soul. Manipulating me to believe, Way too many times, I was completely crazy, Guilty of YOUR crimes. Searching for the evidence, I could never find, All just to prove, Wasn't loosing my mind. Still to this day, My anger burns deep, I...

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My skin tells a tale, no shame, no regret/ Ink etched in darkness, paths firmly set/ Each mark a whisper, Occult and profound/ Symbols of magic, where shadows abound/ The inverted cross, a forearm's creed/ A testament to journey, to spirit and need/ Commanding respect, not of gangster lore/ But ancient rites, that my soul explores/ A clean life I walk, sober, legit/ No...

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I'm all of myself, uttered at once - stuttered regret at my lack of mystery although until now I have never shared that I can whistle "The Birdie Song" perhaps I'll have unexplored depths after any...

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I couldn’t find myself in the mix, My reflection got lost in the middle, Have I still the face of a kid? Life doesn’t play by the rules, Don’t resist, Driving my mind with a complexion, Who am I kidding, A complexion I ain’t even trying to fix. I tried to rewind on my approach, But...

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I'm no one's love story My words spiral back to me My love letter never reach the right address I sing my love poems apologetically As if this piece of broken links that connects me to feelings that are forbidden Isn't even mine to give To others But I borrow time from people To recall the memories that...

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What I miss What I miss, I miss me, It is not like I am not happy, I am happy as a wife. But I miss being myself, I miss being me. I miss the boldness I was once, I miss the zest I once had. I miss the life of freedom I once lived. I miss being the...

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I'm sitting silently I had so much to say But the words stuck in my mouth I don't know how to write love language How a broken heart fix the rhythm of life All the tears frozen in my eyes Some invisible mixes in the sea I want this time to rain But I got wet inside myself....

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Whene'er I find myself alone and ponder, My life grown small around me clamps my heart, And fiercely beats the rain, fiercer the thunder, I cannot save myself by any art... And when within this prison of my mind, I know that nothing good can ever be, Where no ray of the Sun I ever find It seems sometimes, I sudden, think...

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DEEP WITHIN MINE SELF LIES PURPOSE Deep Within Myself lies purpose The Light in Me Shines so bright Deep within me is focus I am the lens my of my heart mind comprehends Even through the...

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