Self Poems
el silencio que quedó atrás
by atef ayadi
un robot meditó durante 30 años,
buscándose a sí mismo.
un día, se le agotó la batería.
por fin, lo fue."
el silencio que queda atrás es lo que eres.
deja de leer.
desaparece.
si esto fuera cierto,
......
ePitaph
by Tyler Morello
Here lies self.wav,
Whose death ripples through domains.
Having fallen victim to bugs before
The antivirus firewall free trial ended.
Only the good ctrl/alt/delete young.
*file type not supported*
Here lies self.jpeg,
An image edited many times over.
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My mind floats through space
by Karan Shah
My mind floats through space
Surrounded by its eternal darkness
My impulses like gamma rays
Penetrate the atmosphere of my subconscious
Relatively, I gravitate towards the good days
and sometimes memories that make me nauseous
But the only Constance
Is that time keeps my mind
Afloat past every single instance
At the speed of light
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"You said"
by Author Reinvented
You said we crawled up out of the darkness
You label us with murderers and rapists
You cry "heathens" with pointing fingers,
Claim us as children of "Him"
You say our work is wicked work
Our bodies are not our own
And we mutilated something great
And stole from the Greatest
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Clay
by The Moody Poet
I have never felt beautiful
At least, not in the conventional sense
Or in any sense - if I may speak my true
But I know enough to make sense of why:
To the lord I was clay
Soil and water his fingertips could work
Into the image of himself
Some call it an act of self obsession
I call it perfection emulation
In empyrean skies I was created
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el silencio que quedó atrás
by atef ayadi
un robot meditó durante 30 años,
buscándose a sí mismo.
un día, se le agotó la batería.
por fin, lo fue."
el silencio que queda atrás es lo que eres.
deja de leer.
desaparece.
si esto fuera cierto,
......
Only the spirit
by John Hughes
You go your own way
And no one can follow you into the dark
Love all around but none for me
I go where love screams and fights to no go
I’ll never leave this place of horror
A horror dream of lonely spirits
Masquerading as selves
Encaged by their own beliefs
Your self is yourself, leave it alone
The self isn’t important, only the spirit
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Color Me Slowly
by Joel C
Color me slowly,
lilac mist across my face—
the hush of dusk before I go.
Let soft sky blue gather
across my chest,
a quiet kind of silence
like a cloudless day
hiding me,
like a secret that lingers.
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The Heart’s Shadow
by Kim L
The chosen stone plays a healing part
A talisman for a broken heart
The weight of which they could not wear
For it whispers truths, too much to bear
They chase themselves where power thrives
Through gilded halls where mirrors lie
They seek their strength in loud acclaim
But will come to find it’s all in vain
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Letter to Self
by Adelana Victor
Dear Adelana Victor Blaqhárt,
I need to make this crystal clear: stay out of my way. The path I’m on is one I’ve carefully crafted, and the vision I have for myself demands no interference—not even from me. I’ve spent enough time second-guessing, doubting, and overthinking. I can no longer afford the luxury of hesitation or the noise of self-imposed limits. So hear this—if you, I, ever attempt to sabotage what we’ve built, if you hesitate when you should leap, or if you take one step back instead of moving forward, I will not forgive you.
You’ve fought too hard to let yourself remain stagnant, to let fear or insecurity hold you back. Do not test me. I’ve been patient, I’ve been understanding, but I’ve had enough of this struggle. I have set goals, I’ve placed myself on a trajectory that demands all of my focus and strength. If you ever even think about derailing that, I will shut you down. There’s no room for doubt, no room for weakness, no space for hesitation. You either rise to meet the person you’ve promised yourself to be, or you get out of your own way. This is no longer a negotiation.
I know you, your brilliance, your creativity, your drive. But I also know your tendencies to question, to overthink, and to stall. The world won’t wait for you to find the courage; it won’t wait for your permission to move forward. So here’s the deal: stay out of your own way, or face the consequences of wasted potential. I won’t tolerate it. We’ve come too far.
From Adelana Victor,
You.
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