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.
JusTim_
Poem Published
Today 10:55am
Today 10:55am
If Tomorrow Gone
Ice forms on dusty roads
taillights piercing brazen halls
old oaks bruised still standing strong
still borne hearts have cradled long
if tomorrow gone would there be care
remember at all, I was there
steady, a rock, in sharpnened breeze
fluidity crumbled with too much of ease
distant stars, hard time to believe
lunar thrust stopped so suddenly
stabbing stilettos lost without pain
walking out momentos, never again
droplets of liquor a mask for it all
purged in volition, iridescent light falls
taillights piercing brazen halls
old oaks bruised still standing strong
still borne hearts have cradled long
if tomorrow gone would there be care
remember at all, I was there
steady, a rock, in sharpnened breeze
fluidity crumbled with too much of ease
distant stars, hard time to believe
lunar thrust stopped so suddenly
stabbing stilettos lost without pain
walking out momentos, never again
droplets of liquor a mask for it all
purged in volition, iridescent light falls
#identity
#SelfWorth
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1 Comment
PandoraUnleashed
Poem Published
Today 8:33am
Today 8:33am
Still Blank....
My mind can so hastily turn
fear into
confinement like towering castles
Left with antiquated memories,
I've watched
turn to dust, now nostalgic shambles
Needing a picturesque purpose ____
my identity;
long ago, seized from my chapters
Years continue to pass as I still
come up blank;
my identity & purpose was saving animals
By ~ Jim Willis
"I looked at all the caged animals. . . . . . . the cast-offs of human society. I saw in their eyes love and...
fear into
confinement like towering castles
Left with antiquated memories,
I've watched
turn to dust, now nostalgic shambles
Needing a picturesque purpose ____
my identity;
long ago, seized from my chapters
Years continue to pass as I still
come up blank;
my identity & purpose was saving animals
By ~ Jim Willis
"I looked at all the caged animals. . . . . . . the cast-offs of human society. I saw in their eyes love and...
#sadness
#identity
#animals #FeelingLost
#animals #FeelingLost
34 reads
7 Comments
meadowsweet
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:54am
Yesterday 4:54am
The Tree
I am Eve
and I will always eat the fruit.
You can tell me I can go back,
you can tell me I can forget my nakedness,
forget the cold,
and still,
I will eat the fruit,
I will have the knowledge.
and I will always eat the fruit.
You can tell me I can go back,
you can tell me I can forget my nakedness,
forget the cold,
and still,
I will eat the fruit,
I will have the knowledge.
#strength
#identity
#feminism
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Blackwolf
Bumped 15th Mar 2019 3:27pm
31st Mar 2018 4:40am
31st Mar 2018 4:40am
Beginning Of My Book
Some days , when she looked in the mirror , she did not recognize herself.
Or maybe , the mirror did not recognize her , as she was , heretofor , a
child between worlds , by nature itself , no man , yet no woman made
construct , instrument , nor design.
She was her is , and now , yet been , beyond a where , and yet a when.
Existence is perception.
The only answer that makes sense.
Then I exist.
I percieve , therefore I am...
I am awake...
I am asleep...
Yet , I am the dreaming , and...
Or maybe , the mirror did not recognize her , as she was , heretofor , a
child between worlds , by nature itself , no man , yet no woman made
construct , instrument , nor design.
She was her is , and now , yet been , beyond a where , and yet a when.
Existence is perception.
The only answer that makes sense.
Then I exist.
I percieve , therefore I am...
I am awake...
I am asleep...
Yet , I am the dreaming , and...
#identity
#mirror
#Taoism
330 reads
13 Comments
drone
Poem Published
15th Mar 2019 9:01am
15th Mar 2019 9:01am
Hierarchy Or Groupthink
In this vast
Ocean
of mentality
with millions
of communities
who's only wish
is for the rich
to have
a little wisdom
a little humanity
where the honest
can live in
Peace
where logical commonsense
Reasoning
continues to keep
a little balance
against those
with gilded opinions
against those
who are trying to break
what we need
to Evolve
to have a mind
we can call
Our Own
Ocean
of mentality
with millions
of communities
who's only wish
is for the rich
to have
a little wisdom
a little humanity
where the honest
can live in
Peace
where logical commonsense
Reasoning
continues to keep
a little balance
against those
with gilded opinions
against those
who are trying to break
what we need
to Evolve
to have a mind
we can call
Our Own
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#honesty
20 reads
0 Comments
sophie_ericson
Poem Published
14th Mar 2019 2:37pm
14th Mar 2019 2:37pm
just render me blind
afloat amid illusions
running my fingers between delusion and feeling
measuring the distance between then and now
of how we used to be
emptiness surrounds
blanketing shallow breaths
in passage of light and fading shade
breathing a rare moment of phantasmal freedom
insecurities bred in shadowless rain
create dim outlines
blurring the miles across
dawn to dusk
sifting through the tasteless ashes
laid upon wastelands of nothingness
I baulk at the incompletion
isn’t this supposed to be where existence...
running my fingers between delusion and feeling
measuring the distance between then and now
of how we used to be
emptiness surrounds
blanketing shallow breaths
in passage of light and fading shade
breathing a rare moment of phantasmal freedom
insecurities bred in shadowless rain
create dim outlines
blurring the miles across
dawn to dusk
sifting through the tasteless ashes
laid upon wastelands of nothingness
I baulk at the incompletion
isn’t this supposed to be where existence...
#love
#identity
#LifeStruggles
84 reads
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
13th Mar 2019 8:37pm
13th Mar 2019 8:37pm
SENRYU-ACTING OUT
Stop! I’ve been miscast
Are you sure this is my script?
Hey author? AUTHOR?
Are you sure this is my script?
Hey author? AUTHOR?
#identity
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
38 reads
5 Comments
gazellemon
Bradley J
Bradley J
Poem Published
13th Mar 2019 10:42am
13th Mar 2019 10:42am
Hear Me Think (instrumental by Mors)
Swallowed by the gritty under city
I walk at night
In between the darkness calling
I'm up under tinted light
Pick up, ah, enter the life
Sick of, nah, fold it back twice
Imma known threat to myself
Death coming next I cannot even fight
-
This is my great obsession
Vibrant violence intertwine
Silent sirens
Side bitch off my highness guided by no pilot
Eye twitch over cryless iris
Headed off this island
Imma let that sink in deep
Fuck no time to hear me think
-
Know...
I walk at night
In between the darkness calling
I'm up under tinted light
Pick up, ah, enter the life
Sick of, nah, fold it back twice
Imma known threat to myself
Death coming next I cannot even fight
-
This is my great obsession
Vibrant violence intertwine
Silent sirens
Side bitch off my highness guided by no pilot
Eye twitch over cryless iris
Headed off this island
Imma let that sink in deep
Fuck no time to hear me think
-
Know...
#dark
#identity
#rhyming #rap
#rhyming #rap
37 reads
2 Comments
Simplexity
Riven
Riven
Poem Published
13th Mar 2019 7:53am
13th Mar 2019 7:53am
Purely Conceptual
Believe the love, deceive the lies
Both come to pass with tired eyes
Hung up on nothing but strings and buttons
Breath in the depths of an ocean
Breath out a wave of commotion
Afloat by siren songs to pass the night
Both come to pass with tired eyes
Hung up on nothing but strings and buttons
Breath in the depths of an ocean
Breath out a wave of commotion
Afloat by siren songs to pass the night
#identity
#FeelingLost
#emotional
#morality
#apathy
19 reads
0 Comments
CSD1558
Minx
Minx
Poem Published
12th Mar 2019 7:22am
12th Mar 2019 7:22am
Misunderstood
I feel like I speak a language no one understands
Everytime I think someone is figuring it out
It all goes to shit
You pour your guts out
And it feels so right
But that's only because it was wrong in the first place
We all know the definition of insanity
Fucking up the same way
Again and again
And expecting a different outcome
"If you are going to fuck me up the ass
Could you at least pull my hair so we can both enjoy it?"
Everytime I think someone is figuring it out
It all goes to shit
You pour your guts out
And it feels so right
But that's only because it was wrong in the first place
We all know the definition of insanity
Fucking up the same way
Again and again
And expecting a different outcome
"If you are going to fuck me up the ass
Could you at least pull my hair so we can both enjoy it?"
#identity
#confessional
#SelfWorth
42 reads
6 Comments
_boybrains
Poem Published
11th Mar 2019 10:20pm
11th Mar 2019 10:20pm
the truth about the gram.
Today I simply ask;
who the fuck are you to judge
a soul that’s spilled into poetry
or art?
And more to the point;
why are we surrounded by
boring idiots
who believe their critiques are next
to cleanliness?
The gram is filled to the
toilet brim with sentences
all rearranged & twisted so we
call it ‘different’
Pardon me but I simply
beg to differ; as I flush this enormous
feed i’ve nicknamed
a toilet.
who the fuck are you to judge
a soul that’s spilled into poetry
or art?
And more to the point;
why are we surrounded by
boring idiots
who believe their critiques are next
to cleanliness?
The gram is filled to the
toilet brim with sentences
all rearranged & twisted so we
call it ‘different’
Pardon me but I simply
beg to differ; as I flush this enormous
feed i’ve nicknamed
a toilet.
#conflict
#identity
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#disappointment
37 reads
7 Comments
cloventongue89
Poem Published
11th Mar 2019 4:35pm
11th Mar 2019 4:35pm
Bleeding Contradiction
I dream through filters
Of a place unobstructed by a fear of losing
Satisfied and contented to know
The reason
Staging life to find my fit
Significance and belonging
Misplaced love for what I see
Every gift invested in the art
Bleeding contradicting pigments
My gallery
Of freedom and captivity
Self-exalting wasted efforts
All I say in honesty, fades away
Until the day I become my confession
Calibrating life into...
Of a place unobstructed by a fear of losing
Satisfied and contented to know
The reason
Staging life to find my fit
Significance and belonging
Misplaced love for what I see
Every gift invested in the art
Bleeding contradicting pigments
My gallery
Of freedom and captivity
Self-exalting wasted efforts
All I say in honesty, fades away
Until the day I become my confession
Calibrating life into...
#identity
#spiritual
#confessional
#myself
#SelfReflection
33 reads
4 Comments
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