Poems about Identity
#identity
Exploring the meaning of identity within our society. Identity poems explore our personality, uniqueness and lifestyle choices to find out what gives individuals, groups and sub-cultures their identity.
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Poem Published
Yesterday 2:01pm
Yesterday 2:01pm
Inspirational Incubus
If I were the muse
I'd appear in moments of quiet solitude
whispering words of wonder and possibility.
I'd guide the poet to the edges of dreams.
I'd lead him to hidden groves
where time stands still.
Where the rustling leaves
and murmuring streams compose
a symphony of inspiration.
With a touch as light as moonbeams
I'd paint the skies with hues
of dawn and dusk,
he'd find rhythm in chaos,
harmony in discord.
As his muse, I'd be the discovery
that within the realm of imagination ...
I'd appear in moments of quiet solitude
whispering words of wonder and possibility.
I'd guide the poet to the edges of dreams.
I'd lead him to hidden groves
where time stands still.
Where the rustling leaves
and murmuring streams compose
a symphony of inspiration.
With a touch as light as moonbeams
I'd paint the skies with hues
of dawn and dusk,
he'd find rhythm in chaos,
harmony in discord.
As his muse, I'd be the discovery
that within the realm of imagination ...
#fall
#identity
#inspirational
#luck
#mirror
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6 Comments
Duice
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 1:31pm
8th Mar 2025 1:31pm
Smolder
That OCD sly stone look on my face
is the armor brick in my heart
no pebble filter to what empaths bring
Listen to logic to comprehend
not fractured vibration of a baritone
past-explosive BEAST king
That’s knowledge slow boiling
volcanic stirred to epiphany
elusive c/o/n/-fused delay to react
Core touch on low pitch growl
in lava crawl to docile hairs in ovation
erect on nape back
Chip off the block sculpted mane
coarse knotty dread
prickly quills defend to enforce points
Pride rock...
is the armor brick in my heart
no pebble filter to what empaths bring
Listen to logic to comprehend
not fractured vibration of a baritone
past-explosive BEAST king
That’s knowledge slow boiling
volcanic stirred to epiphany
elusive c/o/n/-fused delay to react
Core touch on low pitch growl
in lava crawl to docile hairs in ovation
erect on nape back
Chip off the block sculpted mane
coarse knotty dread
prickly quills defend to enforce points
Pride rock...
#identity
#men
#mirror
#myself
#tolerance
57 reads
1 Comment
ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 7:06pm
7th Mar 2025 7:06pm
Therefore, I rap
Therefore, I rap
Until ABC through to Z are defeated
or I find inner peace,
this will not be complete
Others rap like they're hungry,
I rap like I just downed my last scantling of pride
and felt it dissolve tongue deep
I rap, I'm a genie free
with a staff and an apple seed
on a day that's free of eve
when Adam is still a heathen,
I rap like a Lamborghini with keys in,
I rap like the track is on ice
as thin as the skin on my shin
and water splashing up through it's cracks
is only one digit past...
Until ABC through to Z are defeated
or I find inner peace,
this will not be complete
Others rap like they're hungry,
I rap like I just downed my last scantling of pride
and felt it dissolve tongue deep
I rap, I'm a genie free
with a staff and an apple seed
on a day that's free of eve
when Adam is still a heathen,
I rap like a Lamborghini with keys in,
I rap like the track is on ice
as thin as the skin on my shin
and water splashing up through it's cracks
is only one digit past...
#astronomy
#freedom
#identity #rap
#identity #rap
30 reads
0 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 8:57pm
6th Mar 2025 8:57pm
f**king with levity (thinking out loud)
I've had a few creative mentors over the years, people I respected (some I still respect), people I looked up to without question, people I relied on, people who I treated like Gods when they were undeniably human. I took the best parts of them to heart, while also taking the things that don't work for me.
There's one line in particular, that runs through my head, rent free. "Indie, you need more levity, your work is brilliant, but it's too heavy on its own". And I think about that all the time. I think about how I love the darkness as much as I hate it. I think about...
There's one line in particular, that runs through my head, rent free. "Indie, you need more levity, your work is brilliant, but it's too heavy on its own". And I think about that all the time. I think about how I love the darkness as much as I hate it. I think about...
#confessional
#identity
#myself
#nonfiction
#SelfReflection
67 reads
2 Comments
Dan_ONeill
Dan ONeill
Dan ONeill
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 1:43pm
5th Mar 2025 1:43pm
A Modest Return
The dupe prefers a midnight shade to snare a single hide,
Drafts the freely given dark for ends you long denied.
Doesn’t need your genuflection, yet demands your sole attention,
Waited long to seize your mind, your behaviour modified.
Stumble if you want to, but I’ve seen it overtake you,
Now you forfeit what was once true,
For a modest return.
Scriptoriums in dusty hills announce the new diversion,
The flicker show grants its favours to the picture-perfect person,
Flung afar from every platform, deft manoeuvres make us conform,
We can...
Drafts the freely given dark for ends you long denied.
Doesn’t need your genuflection, yet demands your sole attention,
Waited long to seize your mind, your behaviour modified.
Stumble if you want to, but I’ve seen it overtake you,
Now you forfeit what was once true,
For a modest return.
Scriptoriums in dusty hills announce the new diversion,
The flicker show grants its favours to the picture-perfect person,
Flung afar from every platform, deft manoeuvres make us conform,
We can...
#culture
#identity
#morality
#politics
#responsibility
36 reads
0 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 9:58pm
2nd Mar 2025 9:58pm
Slim Chance
Thinner
sometimes,
but never
thin
enough
sometimes,
but never
thin
enough
#beauty
#identity
#minimalist
67 reads
18 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 7:50pm
2nd Mar 2025 7:50pm
Shield Before Shield
Shield before shield,
I could have busted through all of your walls.
Let the dust settle before you speak to someone new.
I told myself I’d do something different this time,
Yet I got distracted by what I once desired.
There he was, all wrapped with a beautiful bow.
I rushed to catch a glimpse, heart pounding, like a cartoon, it raced within my chest. I slipped, got delusional, then my creator cast everything into darkness.
I was forced to sit with my silence, and then, I heard my vibrational...
I told myself I’d do something different this time,
Yet I got distracted by what I once desired.
There he was, all wrapped with a beautiful bow.
I rushed to catch a glimpse, heart pounding, like a cartoon, it raced within my chest. I slipped, got delusional, then my creator cast everything into darkness.
I was forced to sit with my silence, and then, I heard my vibrational...
#identity
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles
#spiritual
51 reads
1 Comment
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 3:33pm
2nd Mar 2025 3:33pm
The Road Back To You
All roads lead to something that we need in life
It's the something that leads us back to our inner-self
It's the something that leads us back to our inner-self
#identity
#LifeGoals
#minimalist #spiritual
#minimalist #spiritual
74 reads
13 Comments
Knotshaker
Poem Published
1st Mar 2025 2:00pm
1st Mar 2025 2:00pm
Walls
Look at these walls. They’re everywhere decreed.
Inside me. Inside you. Between us too.
‘tween my neighbors and me, walls intercede.
Houses of walls, fences blocking the view.
South at the border they build chunks of walls.
Hate chunks and fear chunks materialized
Steely expressions of bigoted drawls.
Essence of lynch mobs surrealialized.
A dike is a wall. It holds back the sea
Minds can hold walls that don’t need installing.
Billionaire dikes holding back you and me.
They mask the good; they hide the appalling.
...
Inside me. Inside you. Between us too.
‘tween my neighbors and me, walls intercede.
Houses of walls, fences blocking the view.
South at the border they build chunks of walls.
Hate chunks and fear chunks materialized
Steely expressions of bigoted drawls.
Essence of lynch mobs surrealialized.
A dike is a wall. It holds back the sea
Minds can hold walls that don’t need installing.
Billionaire dikes holding back you and me.
They mask the good; they hide the appalling.
...
#identity
#morality
#politics
#responsibility
#tradition
69 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 9:43pm
27th Feb 2025 9:43pm
Catastrophic Catachresis Of A Crisis Of Identity!
I always
Identified as a cat
It was clearly obvious
That i wasn't born a cat
As i didn't spend my day
Sleeping, screwing, or licking my bum!
But i did enjoy exploring
As my curiosity
Knew no bounds
Forever seeking new experiences
Until
One fine moonlit night
I met a cat
Born a cat
We got intimate
And i got arrested
For beastiality!
by Jemia
Identified as a cat
It was clearly obvious
That i wasn't born a cat
As i didn't spend my day
Sleeping, screwing, or licking my bum!
But i did enjoy exploring
As my curiosity
Knew no bounds
Forever seeking new experiences
Until
One fine moonlit night
I met a cat
Born a cat
We got intimate
And i got arrested
For beastiality!
by Jemia
#cats
#identity
#parody
#satirical
#surreal
57 reads
1 Comment
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 5:00pm
27th Feb 2025 5:00pm
Glamour Girl
She sat before the mirror to transform into the
world's most meticulously glamorized face.
Which still has never won her a place.
A canvas of expression between bliss and terror.
She applied the thick black fans of lashes,
lustful human feathers.
Which still has never won the race.
She lined her brows into an arch of perfection.
To go a long with her secret black tears of deception.
Shiny plastic red lips are plumped, glossed and lined.
To make her fans crave a pressing kiss.
Never allowing them to miss.
All she was, was...
world's most meticulously glamorized face.
Which still has never won her a place.
A canvas of expression between bliss and terror.
She applied the thick black fans of lashes,
lustful human feathers.
Which still has never won the race.
She lined her brows into an arch of perfection.
To go a long with her secret black tears of deception.
Shiny plastic red lips are plumped, glossed and lined.
To make her fans crave a pressing kiss.
Never allowing them to miss.
All she was, was...
#beauty
#identity
72 reads
11 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
26th Feb 2025 10:02pm
26th Feb 2025 10:02pm
sparkly unicorn boy
I'm the mother
of a sparkly unicorn child
most days he wakes up
with a giggle on his lips
and asks for tickles
He dresses
like a rainbow exploded
and fell into the shape of clothes
over his body
I don't always tell everyone
he's a boy
so if they make gender assumptions
I generally let it slide
I don't know what opinion
a random Uber driver
or parent at the park
might have about
a sparkly unicorn boy
and how their own biases
might fight to dim his spark
Even...
of a sparkly unicorn child
most days he wakes up
with a giggle on his lips
and asks for tickles
He dresses
like a rainbow exploded
and fell into the shape of clothes
over his body
I don't always tell everyone
he's a boy
so if they make gender assumptions
I generally let it slide
I don't know what opinion
a random Uber driver
or parent at the park
might have about
a sparkly unicorn boy
and how their own biases
might fight to dim his spark
Even...
#childhood
#children
#happiness
#identity
#love
96 reads
5 Comments
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