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.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 7:35pm
11th Apr 2025 7:35pm
Digital Madness
I'm locked in an insane reality
Like a TV or smartphone I can't turn off
Sometimes I want to rip my face off and lose my identity
Hack open a hole in my rib-cage and get the fuck out!
Like a TV or smartphone I can't turn off
Sometimes I want to rip my face off and lose my identity
Hack open a hole in my rib-cage and get the fuck out!
#anxiety
#identity
#MentalHealth
#myself
#technology
78 reads
11 Comments
Northern1
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 2:47am
10th Apr 2025 2:47am
Flat Out
#dark
#deception
#emptiness
#identity
#power
28 reads
0 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
7th Apr 2025 9:48pm
7th Apr 2025 9:48pm
~aromatic anomalies
does your hyperosmic eccentricities
make you an instant sniffer~ dog.. hit
by this an animalistic gifted streak…
or even so better, make you
a uniquely magnifique maverick god
a magical synesthetic
to an esoteric mystique
of whatever vagaries
of aromatic sensations
in an ease of a creative synthesise
to its brusque breakdown rapidities
anything & everything
from those high hanging
exotic ethereal perfumeries
to digging deep underground
an earthen...
make you an instant sniffer~ dog.. hit
by this an animalistic gifted streak…
or even so better, make you
a uniquely magnifique maverick god
a magical synesthetic
to an esoteric mystique
of whatever vagaries
of aromatic sensations
in an ease of a creative synthesise
to its brusque breakdown rapidities
anything & everything
from those high hanging
exotic ethereal perfumeries
to digging deep underground
an earthen...
#conflict
#evolution
#identity
#science
#spiritual
82 reads
2 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
6th Apr 2025 2:16pm
6th Apr 2025 2:16pm
Birds Fly In The Rain
We know not the tinder of the moment
When match is struck
Suspended between spark and flame
What is right? What is wrong?
No one lives forever
Then needs come the night
Why do we keep deep diving for everything on our wishlist
Always chasing some neurotically ordained checklist
Why cant we be satisfied in the here and now
Who am I
Some random guy
A random
Unique
An outlier in your world
A shooting star outside your orbit
*
...
When match is struck
Suspended between spark and flame
What is right? What is wrong?
No one lives forever
Then needs come the night
Why do we keep deep diving for everything on our wishlist
Always chasing some neurotically ordained checklist
Why cant we be satisfied in the here and now
Who am I
Some random guy
A random
Unique
An outlier in your world
A shooting star outside your orbit
*
...
#identity
#love
#nature
122 reads
10 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 1:48pm
5th Apr 2025 1:48pm
Native Harmony
Here I am as I am a entity of strength and perseverance, still surviving just trying to take it one day at a time ⌚ For the elders say that we are the chosen ones who were chosen, because of our strength and courage and perseverance. TO lead as an example for the wolf pack through the process of our journeys and travels and walks. THROUGH the forest of life and in the world. 🌎 For sure we can be many things in different ways and forms of existence. For sure we have a real sense of survival instinct, for wanting nothing more and nothing less than what we need to survive. 🐺
#acceptance
#identity
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
58 reads
2 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 2:36am
3rd Apr 2025 2:36am
Vegan to her is Ketchup
Perfection sucks
Give me ripped pantyhose
A button missing
Slutty in places of worship
My women curse a lot
Have ink on their hands
Dime store nail polish
Bad attitude
Vegan to her is ketchup
Health is codeine cough syrup
Blow jobs are her currency
Black leather jacket ripped at the elbow
Give me ripped pantyhose
A button missing
Slutty in places of worship
My women curse a lot
Have ink on their hands
Dime store nail polish
Bad attitude
Vegan to her is ketchup
Health is codeine cough syrup
Blow jobs are her currency
Black leather jacket ripped at the elbow
#CharlesBukowski
#confessional
#identity
#money
#porn
110 reads
21 Comments
Hatful-of-Hollow
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 00:31am
2nd Apr 2025 00:31am
And then, suddenly, someone said Shakespeare has died
old long since
sadness are the shore shingles
which will never drown,
we watched our school friends die together
How many women took us up the stairs
to touch to feel to caress,
our webbed fingers never made us Superman
there was always Lex Luthor, dredged in black
metaphorical chains gallow’ed upon neck
Well, not quite
Indigo in eyes of his children
north by northwest, or north by fucking anywhere
are rainbow’ed hues of the future
and I know (I know) rainbows are such a poetic cliché.
Turn my...
sadness are the shore shingles
which will never drown,
we watched our school friends die together
How many women took us up the stairs
to touch to feel to caress,
our webbed fingers never made us Superman
there was always Lex Luthor, dredged in black
metaphorical chains gallow’ed upon neck
Well, not quite
Indigo in eyes of his children
north by northwest, or north by fucking anywhere
are rainbow’ed hues of the future
and I know (I know) rainbows are such a poetic cliché.
Turn my...
#BestFriend
#identity
76 reads
3 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 11:16pm
31st Mar 2025 11:16pm
real
hateful day I'm hurting so bad I scream
could skin feel any tighter
claustrophobic in my body
needful ache I want out in the worst way
My soul doesn't fit in this form
It contains me like a prison
Art is escaping
strangulation of soul is capturing me this way
my need is up and out
manifesting in several dopplegangers at once
freedom of expression releasing my pain
hurtful understanding I was abandon here
This visage doesn't suit me
doesn't represent who I am
my soul resists the urge to discard it ...
could skin feel any tighter
claustrophobic in my body
needful ache I want out in the worst way
My soul doesn't fit in this form
It contains me like a prison
Art is escaping
strangulation of soul is capturing me this way
my need is up and out
manifesting in several dopplegangers at once
freedom of expression releasing my pain
hurtful understanding I was abandon here
This visage doesn't suit me
doesn't represent who I am
my soul resists the urge to discard it ...
#identity
#sadness
#suffering
98 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Bumped 31st Mar 2025 5:50am
22nd Dec 2020 5:00am
22nd Dec 2020 5:00am
Out of the Vortex
It starts somewhere over the horizon, the notion is gathering energy and speed, the
sound of motion is rising from the silence, drawing strength inward along with
. anything it needs. Then it accelerates unexpectedly, with
. . oscillating velocity, twisting and looping divergently, in
. turbulent complex formations with uncontrolled ferocity. There .
) is a collision of unique vibrations, kinetic, frenetic,...
sound of motion is rising from the silence, drawing strength inward along with
. anything it needs. Then it accelerates unexpectedly, with
. . oscillating velocity, twisting and looping divergently, in
. turbulent complex formations with uncontrolled ferocity. There .
) is a collision of unique vibrations, kinetic, frenetic,...
#identity
#confessional
#myself #WritingPoetry
#myself #WritingPoetry
672 reads
14 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 8:21pm
30th Mar 2025 8:21pm
Deep Within
As my mind reflects
voices from within
tell me to soul search
a personal energy
that resonates
changing my perspective
as multiple beings
alert me when my time will end
voices from within
tell me to soul search
a personal energy
that resonates
changing my perspective
as multiple beings
alert me when my time will end
#death
#identity
#memories
124 reads
12 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Mar 2025 00:00am
26th Mar 2025 00:00am
Deviant
I'm deviant
So goddamn deviant
I'm deviant
You have a problem with that?
I've always felt this in my heart
It's deep within my soul
Most of you will never know me
Long enough as I grow old
Parents told me from the start
Heard the same shit in school
So much of it through the years
Damn right I believe it's true
Can't stop being restless & curious
Buried in my gut you see
I'll never ever listened to you
As a child or when I turn 93
You know what kind of crowd
I hang...
So goddamn deviant
I'm deviant
You have a problem with that?
I've always felt this in my heart
It's deep within my soul
Most of you will never know me
Long enough as I grow old
Parents told me from the start
Heard the same shit in school
So much of it through the years
Damn right I believe it's true
Can't stop being restless & curious
Buried in my gut you see
I'll never ever listened to you
As a child or when I turn 93
You know what kind of crowd
I hang...
#CallToAction
#identity
#myself #power
#myself #power
63 reads
6 Comments
nightbirdblue
Poem Published
25th Mar 2025 10:23pm
25th Mar 2025 10:23pm
Goodbye DUP
It’s been almost 8 years since I joined DU.
It’s been almost 8 years since I left my abusive ex-husband.
I had been living with him for 8 years before finding this site.
Finding DU was finding my voice, a voice that had been silenced for so long. I was being tortured, suffering, suicidal, and on the verge of relapsing with self-harm.
The community here saw my pain bleeding onto the page, and you came to support and uplift me. More than that, you all saw my potential, and encouraged me to overcome great feats.
There will never be another...
It’s been almost 8 years since I left my abusive ex-husband.
I had been living with him for 8 years before finding this site.
Finding DU was finding my voice, a voice that had been silenced for so long. I was being tortured, suffering, suicidal, and on the verge of relapsing with self-harm.
The community here saw my pain bleeding onto the page, and you came to support and uplift me. More than that, you all saw my potential, and encouraged me to overcome great feats.
There will never be another...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#FeelingLost
#grief
#identity
#nostalgia
105 reads
4 Comments
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