The self indulgent

Just a short poem to ask, who are the self indulgent?

I'd come to indulge in thyself

To love thine image, but not thy health

To live for pleasures found in wealth

Sentence my mind to live in cell

Or give thy blood in sacrifice

To live in fear but roll the dice

To lay down cards, or throw away

To write these words, or waste the day

Suffer by day, to rest by night

Love of solitude and live by spite

Or despair in comfort, with chest so tight

When surrounded by none, so I may write

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

Or despair in comfort, with chest so tight
When surrounded by none, so I may write

this is the anthemic dilemma of so many writers and those like me who are wannabes. I wannabe read but I wannabe left alone. Found this thought provoking and related to it on a personal level. Well penned.

[#SecretWriter]

Wannabe is a bit harsh but success is hard to measure, maybe at some point we're all wannabes, or we always are. I get what you mean about wanting to be left alone. Thanks for reading and I'm sure to be checking out your stuff soon, thanks x

[Kianna]

Dear #SecretWriter,

I liked how you described nicely true self indulgent. I really enjoyed reading the first stanza because it seemed to come together because indulgence in certain things can lead to traps in life. Being concerned with such things as "wealth" and "image" can imprison the mind and is a common issue in western culture.

I'm not so sure about the first two lines of the second stanza, but it sounds like the choice one makes when acting in self indulgence and the rest of that stanza sounds about the same.

The third stanza reveals the only good of self indulgence, which creates this piece I guess. I'm not so sure I understood the last stanza correctly.

Well done.

Sincerely JazzSoulKeke,

God bless

[Baby Ricochet]

I can be terribly self indulgent.

[Sam]

An interesting concept I think, for poetry. Flowsome, and nicely rhymed.

[Ruth]

Shows a sacrificial side - potently so, well thought through x

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the poem. The poem expressed need and accepting self indulgent. Sometime good to know self indulgent. Make us see what we really need and want. I like the flow of thoughts leading to the honest ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[A. Amos]

Wonderful piece of writing and I'm sure many will relate to your work