"introvert" poems
I am an introvert.
Or so they say.
But I don’t know why they say half the things they do anyway…
What is an introvert?
Someone who enjoys the quiet
Page turns of a good book?
Someone who enjoys the
Euphoria of sipping tea?
Someone who prefers yoga
Basked in the candle-light glow
Over a mind full of mary jane?
Why yes, then,
I am an introvert…
…drowning in my own solitude
Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 8:45 PM UTC
it’s official—
i hate being alone.
this isn’t a poem
but
it’s words
i needed to say
Jun 20, 2019
Jun 20, 2019 at 3:56 PM UTC
*Nature,
silence,
peace..
Music,
lyrics,
melodies..
Poems,
stories..
Introvert's friends.*
Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 11:47 PM UTC
Ive spent time alone
Ive spent time with others
Ive found that I prefer the former
Though a little of the latter reminds me of it
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 6:53 PM UTC
"INTROVERT GIRL" [Part 1]
That introvert girl who loves solitude,
Simple girl that have a nice attitude.
A genuine person with a gratitude,
Just like an angel, elevating on altitude
She's one of the girls in high school
Different from those fool
At first glance she's cool
But she's stronger than a bull.
That introvert girl full of mystery
It's hard to understand her story
A riddle always brings misery
Need to answer to leads you on victory
It's hard to know an introvert person
She's always on her comfort zone
Its easier for her to talk on phone
That introvert girl love's to be alone.
INTROVERT GIRL [Part 2]
That introvert girl
who likes to be alone
You might think shes cold
But shes a nice person
Shes so Beautiful
Like a morning light
Shes so kind
Like a silent night
She's not telling a joke
But she makes me laugh
She's not my ideal type
But she makes me fall in love.
Nov 30, 2019
Nov 30, 2019 at 10:31 AM UTC
I'm too shy
to say my thoughts.
I'm too shy
to speak up.
I'm too isolated
to make many friends.
I'm too isolated
to defend.
When you find me some paper,
or a gentle screen,
I'll speak up,
and I will say what I please.
I will rant,
I will rage.
I will create a war,
though it doesn't seem me.
The thoughts in my head,
kept quiet until now.
I have found some paper
to make my crown.
Don't put me in public,
don't put me on stage.
I will only blush
and stammer away.
I am an introvert,
so quiet, you see.
But I am the loudest
of the three.
Jan 1, 2015
Jan 1, 2015 at 2:22 AM UTC
A person goes out to town to cure
Boredom or loneliness
Often looking to conquer both
Even an introvert wants company
It’s taken six years to go search
I found a coffee shop
With a black box room
I took a seat
And waited for the host
To start the show
Improv comedy
Never been to one of those
The host asked
What’s inside this invisible box
Answers came out from the audience
I said a can of worms
Not loud
I hate attention
But the host heard
And chose that can of worms
Someone listened to me
And now they are making
Me my own personal joke
I got to admit
I was jealous
Each member has conquered
The fear of people
Of being in front of people
Of speaking to people
Acting crazy in front of people
The show was great
We all had a laugh
One day I will thank them
And maybe one day
I’ll join on that stage
Just one foot in front of the other
Next week is a poetry reading
And that’s where I’ll be
Aug 3, 2018
Aug 3, 2018 at 6:04 PM UTC
I never thought about it that much
But making conversation is really hard stuff
Put me on stage without a script and I'll shine
Put me in a group of girls and I'll cry
Because I'm a one of a kind extroverted introvert
Really ******* confident and out of it
But incredibly ******* shy
I never really thought about what I say that much
I think the most honest form of communication is touch
If I want you out of my space I'll mumble "go away"
But my actions are a lot louder throwing a punch at your face
I struggle over Facebook when you say "what up"
Because I'll say "hey" and immediately log out
Its like my personality wants to be known
But my words are muffled and rarely shown
I'm a one of a kind extroverted introvert
I don't expect you to understand
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 3:34 PM UTC
The introvert smirked to himself,
the extrovert winked,
The introvert blinked and turned his face,
The extrovert pursued the look,
and the introvert blushed and left the room.
The extrovert shrugged and broke his stare,
The extrovert forgot that he was ever there,
But the introvert never forgot, ingrained in his mind was the extroverts face,
The extrovert saw many people that day, too many people to recall by name,
The extrovert forgot his wink,
The introvert replayed his blink,
For many days the introvert hid,
The extrovert lived,
And both were content,
The introvert who sat alone,
The extrovert who broke the silence,
The introvert who raised his hand,
The extrovert who listened,
We learn our greatest lessons from living at a distance.
Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 2:00 PM UTC
The comic convention
has cardboard cutouts of
all of the main characters of
Harry Potter.
Harry,
Ron,
Hermione,
etc.
All motionless in a river of people,
glossy but worn down,
bathed in cold white halogen.
And one by one,
the cosplayers—
the Harrys
Rons
Hermiones,
etc.
Have their pictures taken
with the cutouts,
one cardboard cutout cut out
and replaced with a real human being.
Being human, we
crave companionship,
fear solitude,
crave solitude,
fear companionship.
We try to avoid becoming cardboard
cutouts of ourselves, but sometimes
a retreat into inanimacy
is what the animus needs.
The cosplayers continue to shuffle forward in line
each waiting to pose for a selfie. Each
politely smiling at the living Harry Potter characters around them,
but not striking up a conversation.
Aug 3, 2014
Aug 3, 2014 at 8:35 PM UTC
Incoherent because of your doings.
You've changed a lot.
I am an introvert person now.
Because I don't want to be invulnerable.
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 8:32 AM UTC
I'm hers, undeniably,
But I'm afraid to make her mine.
I'm too comfortable by myself
So I fail to give her time.
A better man will make her his,
Then I'll rightly be left behind.
...
All because I'm an introvert
And a coward combined.
May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 3:54 AM UTC
Leave me alone, I will prove them wrong.
In the absence of the best, I am the best.
I am the last resort, in the worst I am the best.
Leave me alone, I will prove them wrong.
Leave me alone, it will not take so long.
I will not sleep, I am the best in the absence of the rest;
I will not sleep, nightmares encourages me to do the best.
Turn on that music and go, I will prove them wrong.
Extrovert dude when you are with an introvert say the deal and go.
Extrovert dude, introvert creativity is on the darkness.
Introvert dude let us in, do not keep the door locked.
Some say together we work, introvert says yes but go.
Staying together is not team work, sorry for leaving you in the darkness.
Introvert dude turn on that music, it’s time to keep my senses locked.
Written By: The Senior 5/08/2020
Aug 7, 2020
Aug 7, 2020 at 1:59 AM UTC
I wandered slowly
Through sidewalk cracks and broken pavements
Finding my own piece of Gethsemane
So that people would know I exist
I was a ghost
To eyes that didn't even care to look
A boring book
To minds that didn't even bother to read
A blank canvas
To those who didn't even try to understand
That I was somebody
All of them only saw me as an empty bottle
Not knowing I just want to be filled with silence
Because silence is a beautiful symphony
And I am the conductor
I am a human being capable of owning a soul and
Live through a thousand lifetimes
I was never the boring book
In fact, I am the author
Writing my own story on Life's pages
I am an artist
A dreamer who can create masterpieces even on
A blank canvas such as myself
But most of all, I am an introvert
A carapace even I consider a home
Because it makes me who I am and
Not because of what you say I am
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 8:04 AM UTC
I feel suffocated talking to lots of people,
I feel so lonely in every parties I attended,
I can not stand the crowds all time,
I feel scared about their thoughts on me,
yet,
why,
Do I feel so secure expressing myself in verses and lines,
Voicing every pieces of my thoughts and story,
To the people I never met face-to-face,
And gladly accept any critiques to my words...
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 10:31 AM UTC
Profound, that he lost his sight.
He couldn't get the harmonies to blend quite right,
So he gave up seeing,
For music was the life and the fiber in his being.
He didn't need another soul
To change his note from half to whole,
For he had something else to hold,
And music couldn't make his spirit old.
So, he wed the chord, he played the piece,
And he dubbed musicality the worst disease.
Funny that a musical obsession
Would correspond with loneliness at life's discretion.
--Emily Rutledge
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 12:24 PM UTC
An introvert
become an extrovert
called Scientists
an extrovert
becomes an introvert
called Saint
an introvert
always an introvert
in marriage
an extrovert
always an extrovert
in Politics
an introvert
become an extrovert
during ***
an extrovert
become an introvert
during affairs
Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 9:21 PM UTC
Little by little
I come no closer to understanding
Why I long for closeness
(An introvert like me)
My friends might deny it
But I know
Why the dogs don't tug on their leashes
And why I never wave hello to their owners
There are moments when
I am reminded of a stranger saying
"It's difficult, huh?
Having a sister that's an extrovert?"
In the middle of the night I wake up thinking
"No, but what's difficult
Is wanting to be the best friend I can be
(An introvert like me)"
Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 7:46 PM UTC
An introvert sees the world as it is,
deciding still, not to engage.
Feb 19, 2017
Feb 19, 2017 at 9:52 PM UTC
Introverted tendencies paint the scene
free to think only when locked away
cold to other people,
distant even when close
a lifetime spent close to the chest
hanging on to
an isolation flotation device
dragged to endless parties
to stand people watching
in the corner
family asks questions of depressions
and are met with "okays"
I would go out and play
but I have some things
in my own head
which I have to take care of first
Mar 25, 2013
Mar 25, 2013 at 1:08 PM UTC
I've learned
that time alone
away from stimulation to
all my senses
is
a
neccesity
Sep 1, 2013
Sep 1, 2013 at 3:01 AM UTC
Don't let this self-effacing exterior fool you
I am meglo-maniac in the making
Social media the perfect introvert's mask
Reinventing myself daily
Vanessa Ives, girl-about-town, quirky geek
An attention *****
******* in the digital wind
For a like, a follow, a retweet.
Jul 18, 2014
Jul 18, 2014 at 7:24 AM UTC
What is a heart
But a thing to be broken
A place to hold thoughts
That are never spoken
An annoyance, a nuisance
It makes you blind
It fights for control
Over a logical mind
So I close off my feelings
To hide from hurt
I become quiet, soft-spoken
A lonely introvert
Nov 5, 2012
Nov 5, 2012 at 11:52 PM UTC
I crave the silences that fill the air around me
Along with the solitude that usually accompanies it.
They are my friends.
They comfort me when the world starts to scream.
Sometimes I need them,
But too often solitude becomes loneliness
And the silences become deafening.
That is the true curse of an introvert.
Wanting to be alone but not wanting to be lonely.
Mar 1, 2014
Mar 1, 2014 at 7:29 PM UTC