Self-awareness Poems

Self-awareness poems bring the best collection of short and long self-awareness poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great self-awareness rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these self-awareness poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on self-awareness are here for you.

Sculpture

Sculpture prose poem

Identity is a sculpture Sculpted by force Internally Externally By choice We are born blocks Our guardians make the first mark They share the chisel with others With society And the work in progress is put on display How it

Cages Of The Mind

Cages Of The Mind short poem

We transferred… From cages in reality, To cages of the mind. Stuck in a mindset. Where someone owes you something. Instead of working for it, You blame others for your misfortune. “The White Man” kept me from getting this or

Trailblazer

Trailblazer elegy

Allow me the autonomy Of innovative spirit Don’t undermine potential My purpose, don’t inhibit Don’t hinder my endeavors Nor interrupt progression Be mindful of my right To meaningful expression Don’t try to nail my wings Unjustly to the floor Don’t

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Vibrant Life

Vibrant Life short poem

Between the zeros and the ones, a paisley tablecloth is spread, and atop it rest white lace napkins, the yellow butter and the butter knife, the wine glasses, the teacups, the water jug filled with ice – a mundane scene

Laetitia’s Decree: “I, Happiness, Happen”

Laetitias Decree: I, Happiness, Happen short poem

I, Laetitia – I decree I happen! In the soul’s sublimate and subliminal state, Whom the twists of fate misshapen, I unwind! Come! Seek me! Visit! I grant visas and vistas with no use-by date! Soul-twisted ones! Stay or transit

Love

Love short poem

Love is a treasure chest. Nestles in the chest, Holds kindness, and care. Soft as flower, Often weeps, and wilts. Yet, strong as steel. Weathers winds of storm A wonder it becomes! The Taj, an emperor’s dream. His queen’s home!

An Aire ‘ Bout Central Air

An Aire  Bout Central Air ode

Far moost o’ me three score minus one year tethered upon terra firmae where planet Earth doth veer (spins upon the global axis (tilted 23.5 degrees from the plane of its orbit around the sun), terrestrial genesis (perhaps accompanied for

Delicate Hands

Delicate Hands prose poem

My dear fragile soul do not walk with the bewildered crowd to feel like you have returned home again,take a little time to see that the insane ones are the ones who are really sane. Delicate lips do not roll

Thoughts Of You

Thoughts Of You long poem

Sitting alone outside looking up at the sky, with thoughts of you running through my mind.. An open field comes to mind, breeze blowing, twisting and turning through the shallow shades of green, I close my eyes and let my

Fear Of The Feather

Fear Of The Feather elegy

Why can’t I find them, the words, I need them to spill from me like a waterfall spills over a cliff. I need you to hear me, hear all of this dread inside me, hear the twisting of my heart

Sweet Dreams

Sweet Dreams short poem

Frantic screams leap from her A symphony of worship and bitter memories mingling lingering in her mind Pink skin kissed by the summer sun turns purple under her dress as she sleeps, dreaming of her nightmare, her love Drunk on

Rolling Time

Rolling Time short poem

Those days my head was completely covered with thick hair These days my head is devoid of any hair Those days I needed a mirror to look at my head These days my head itself looks like a mirror Those

Smiles Dancing Rainbows

Smiles Dancing Rainbows short poem

If you gaze on up into the clear blue sky You can feel yourself lift; feel yourself fly Floating free of all earthly bounds Of all that held you firmly to the ground Soaring high and free For I know

Baby Grand

Baby Grand long poem

Imagine if you will As you read this tale A dramatic crescendo Of the musical scale. Our story commences Beyond picket fences, Within a house so grand In a variety of senses. Up an ornate stairway, Past sculptures and statues,

Contraptions

Contraptions short poem

When I was arranging daffodils you send in tanks. The sky was overcast. When I was talking to clouds Fireballs are delivered. That signals the specific gravity is shifting to knobs. The artist was going to disappear. I think of

One Man Show

One Man Show ode

Sever The strings Heart Stuffed and stitched Black as the crow A wooden figurine In a one man puppet show The audience Seated Indian style In front of the stage Their laughter And cheers Eat away at Him Like a

Rain

Rain short poem

Drops of rains falling over her silky body appeared like she being decked in chain of pearls while I experienced fire spreading all over my body not withstanding drenching in the falling drops of rain Her exuberance of drenching in

Fairy Doors

Fairy Doors short poem

Sometimes, it looks beautiful and loving, Our thoughtless acts and thirst of beauty, Make much harm to the sweet beloved, We ultimately stop the outburst of beauty. Making fairy doors in the stems of trees, Looks beautiful and charms exploiting,

The Beggar

The Beggar short poem

Does she have to bleed through her eyes? Does she have to cover the scars on her thighs? Does no one notice her dislocated shoulders? Does no one see her shiver as the weather turns colder? Do you look at

Untitled Sonnet

Untitled Sonnet sonnet poems

Hurt, broken and lied to, Just the way this world goes… How selfish people have become, Their actions alone shows… There might be a handful, Kind, caring and nice… But the pressure being intense, ‘Goodness’ pays its price… But still

The Shadow

The Shadow prose poem

I give you a shoulder to cry on, endless night talks, lamentations & worries, I have made your problems my burden, support both emotionally & physically, These four walls have seen it all, love, worry, regret & the thief of

The Beasts’ And The Birds’ Claim

The Beasts And The Birds Claim short poem

We are beasts for we never follow human rules and laws We hate mansions, for the whole world is like a mansion Man may live in designed mansions, but they are not free like us For they are in the

Seasons Of The Heart

Seasons Of The Heart short poem

I look at you And don’t know why it’s getting’ cold The way you smile at me It seems like winter days The breeze of hot summer blossoms Smells like flakes of ice Now, I don’t know how to decide

Babbling Words

Babbling Words short poem

Though words are cheap, and often said, By the tongue of fools, some are lead. In the darkness of night, they lay await, To guide the weak, to their fate. When they gain, their victims trust, Then they cause, their

Ouroboros

Ouroboros short poem

Ouroboros is its own meal The same is true with Those from own country that steal! To hamstrung the incumbent Most party members are not hesitant. Ouroboros,they adore their party, Which they obliviously or Otherwise sully with A rent-seeking identity.

Accident

Accident short poem

Sometimes, somewhere an accident takes place No idea why you are halted at that painful place Wondering when had I entered the race? I was driving at my own pace. The journey seemed beautiful Signboards warned you being dutiful Illusioned

An Honest Poet’s Life Is Full Of Care

An Honest Poets Life Is Full Of Care sonnet poems

Now to myself this comes as some surprise I’m sitting writing here a tuneless song My rusty hand’s in need of exercise For I’ve been far too lazy for too long In honeyed indolence I’ve spent my days I’ve watched

Runaway

Runaway short poem

How could it not be sickening When I see your countenance? The shadows, They’re hunting me; I’ve given my heart and my soul. Like a vulture, It just couldn’t satisfy them yet. How gallantly agonizing, To leave oneself in fear.

I Dwell On Books

I Dwell On Books short poem

My first book was a store of love words were made of sound and touch characters smiled and sung lullabies I learnt to talk and run for the sun. There was a flood of colors, letters, sentence rules and social

A Marker

A Marker elegy

A sign of what once may be left Within the hedge line written Through the dark feeling of weight lifted A presence of grace to have a place to hide In stone carved out many names to find The times

Migraine

Migraine short poem

Throbbing noises , neon lights Please ! Go away Smell of caffeine , It’s being unendurable Oh ! Aura stabbed me Torment troubles somewhere around I want the drug acetaminophen Don’t drill my cerebrum Head is walking with nightmares Monsters

Indian Paintbrush (My Favorite Wildflower)

Indian Paintbrush (My Favorite Wildflower) short poem

In early spring, The Indian Paintbrush, A lush plant, Begins appearing in every color of the spectrum. Continually blooming throughout the summer, Across Dad’s trap-line. The spectrum of colors, Indicate the different minerals that are found in the soil. The

Savings

Savings short poem

After rolling the story of wrong sex by teeth the sheen comes off the subway and a hanging moon starts rotating a lonely earth. I was afraid of rumors, they were snowballing. The particles were dismayed at medieval thinking so

Love a little

Love a little short poem

Smile like you’ve never smiled, Dance forever till you are alive. May be this is the final call you’ll take, So love a little and take a break. Remember the day you were born, People lined up even to see

Endless Story Of A Shadow Fleeing

Endless Story Of A Shadow Fleeing short poem

The street lamp validated it. I’m single, sui generis, without partner, lost entirely in self. East, up the street, no shadow cast. Turning this way and that a black specter, once sewn to my heel, deserted me. Under the lamp,

Dayspring

Dayspring short poem

With the piety song of a pigeon A damsel dancing in the dawn as a floating canoe. Flare of a flake by the sun- the sentry of the day exalt the dawn’s grace. Never speck even a sparrow itself or

Pain

Pain short poem

Pain, small at first, creeping slowly Towards the heart of those loved And those who love A joke, ignored in the silence caused By soft, small pain A boy, desperate for answers Scanning the numbers and percents Trying to stop

Love: It’s A Choice To Make

Love: It’s A Choice To Make long poem

Love, beautiful and vibrant as we know, Each of us experience this as we grow, The emotions they say one can’t hide, But does love also have a darker side? It makes us laugh, it takes us high, But does

Again I Realized

Again I Realized prose poem

Ah! woke up again and I realized, her baby is prettier than her eyes, and looks picture perfect with her hubby in! Then why do I still feel her eyes, staring? and her tender voice clearer than ever! her beauty

Positive Expressions

Positive Expressions long poem

Positive expressions I may try to impress But you are expressing The art inside your hearts Your minds are full of moves And jumps Already reached the outermost Level The fast moves more than fast reactions Bending your bodies like