Self reflection Poems
De dichter in mij
by Mario Odekerken
De dichter in mij
schreef woordelijk alles op.
Niet om te verklaren,
maar om te bewaren
wat anders verloren ging
in het geruis van de dag.
Hij ving stilte in zinnen,
adem in komma's,
wanhoop in witregels.
......
Hi Sea
by Michael J. Nappi
Nostrils wake my water child
salted taste of ocean breeze.
Primordial breath
bays a briny bawl
happy home is here.
Waters capped in white by wind
push against tide.
Waves perish in sand.
Memories paint the shore
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Oobleck
by Aditi Hayaran
Cornstarch and water blend,
Firm or soft—let's check.
The whimsical non-Newtonian fluid,
It's called Oobleck.
For a tiny test, it's given to two.
Firm for one, soft for whom?
Curious to see the fluid's behaviour?
Let's peek into each room.
......
Monetize
by Kevin Schroeder
How does one monetize an emotion?
Trading raw truths in a marketplace of feelings,
Where every vulnerability wears a price tag,
Every confession a coin.
I lay bare my joy’s
The laughter that dances like sunlight,
And the sorrows, dark as night,
Offering them up as wares crafted from my soul.
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I could tell you
by Author Reinvented
I could tell you that I wanna be a better person,
But honestly I don't care
I could tell you all I'm not a good person,
But I'm sure by now you're all aware
I could tell you where I want to go,
But only after how far I've come,
I could tell you all my future dreams,
But honestly I think that's kinda dumb.
......
Oobleck
by Aditi Hayaran
Cornstarch and water blend,
Firm or soft—let's check.
The whimsical non-Newtonian fluid,
It's called Oobleck.
For a tiny test, it's given to two.
Firm for one, soft for whom?
Curious to see the fluid's behaviour?
Let's peek into each room.
......
Seeing me
by Aditi Hayaran
I saw, a mirror in front.
No lies, no deception—it's blunt.
Whenever I took a deep breath, and stood near,
I see eyes in the mirror.
Joyous sometimes, sometimes gloom,
Pretty-pretty eyes, judging whom?
Of course it's me, being judged by my eyes,
I'm idiotic too, but at the same time I'm wise.
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De dichter in mij
by Mario Odekerken
De dichter in mij
schreef woordelijk alles op.
Niet om te verklaren,
maar om te bewaren
wat anders verloren ging
in het geruis van de dag.
Hij ving stilte in zinnen,
adem in komma's,
wanhoop in witregels.
......
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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Welzijn
by Mario Odekerken
Een zachte bries die door de ziel kan strelen,
een lach die zonder woorden veel verklaart,
de rust in 't hart,bevrijd van donk're spelen,
waar liefde als een stille kracht aanvaart.
Niet rijkdom,noch de roem die snel kan vervelen,
maar de vrede die de mens als kostbaar spaart.
Wie naar zichzelf durft te kijken zonder schalen,
zal in het diepst het ware welzijn halen.
