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.
cloventongue89
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:18am
Yesterday 6:18am
Rebirth Defect
No gift to soothe conscience
Heart singed by its own flame
Brought to a place of sorrow
Seeking penance once again
Repeat offender, my smile betrays
Laughter to mask the grief
I need the heaviness to heal
Humbling myself
Let Your love go deeper than my shame
Who am I to be known, when actions deny
In chains I speak of freedom
Voicing truth as I live a lie
Taking heart against a world overcome
Coming against the world in me
Fire to purge the lips of my life
Teach my walk to speak of true identity
More than just an...
Heart singed by its own flame
Brought to a place of sorrow
Seeking penance once again
Repeat offender, my smile betrays
Laughter to mask the grief
I need the heaviness to heal
Humbling myself
Let Your love go deeper than my shame
Who am I to be known, when actions deny
In chains I speak of freedom
Voicing truth as I live a lie
Taking heart against a world overcome
Coming against the world in me
Fire to purge the lips of my life
Teach my walk to speak of true identity
More than just an...
#identity
#faith
#spiritual
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
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Vortex32167
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 7:44pm
30th Jul 2021 7:44pm
My Valley
My eyes red and swollen,
I cry for you my dear sanity.
I’m losing it on all levels of existence,
Losing grip of my own humanity.
In search for truths I will not find,
Existing only to wonder and ponder.
The feeling of being and draw breath,
Alone and misunderstood I wander.
Through a valley of tears and broken dreams,
I walk the long and wavey trench of sorrow.
Wondering if I will ever reach the end,
Beginning a day without tomorrow.
A short period of enlightenment and relieve,
24 hours of pure bliss and...
I cry for you my dear sanity.
I’m losing it on all levels of existence,
Losing grip of my own humanity.
In search for truths I will not find,
Existing only to wonder and ponder.
The feeling of being and draw breath,
Alone and misunderstood I wander.
Through a valley of tears and broken dreams,
I walk the long and wavey trench of sorrow.
Wondering if I will ever reach the end,
Beginning a day without tomorrow.
A short period of enlightenment and relieve,
24 hours of pure bliss and...
#depression
#loneliness
#identity #emptiness
#identity #emptiness
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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 12:41pm
30th Jul 2021 12:41pm
Moons and oceans
And in an igneous winter
when flocks of birds hide upon evergreen branches
above a lake,
scent of pine drifting
across saddleback hills
a mind'll wander
to fishing,
role of a pike,
eyes gasping
over moonlit tent
and fireside,
harmonica song,
chords of the victor,
as if life is mainly moments
of bleached vulnerability
and rebirth,
'haps a videogame
where one plays the enemy
equipped with lesser weapons,
or some
indiscriminate extra
born solely for pain
and respawn
and again. ...
when flocks of birds hide upon evergreen branches
above a lake,
scent of pine drifting
across saddleback hills
a mind'll wander
to fishing,
role of a pike,
eyes gasping
over moonlit tent
and fireside,
harmonica song,
chords of the victor,
as if life is mainly moments
of bleached vulnerability
and rebirth,
'haps a videogame
where one plays the enemy
equipped with lesser weapons,
or some
indiscriminate extra
born solely for pain
and respawn
and again. ...
#identity
#sea
#mythology
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Brandon
Soul Divide
Soul Divide
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 10:11am
30th Jul 2021 10:11am
Soul Divide
Hollow division.
Making that incision.
Something to envision.
Put out of commission.
Mind crowded on the things we know
They tell me so
Turn my back and won't you hold me no.
Just the decisions
Taking me back into these relations
These dilations
These rations.
Giving into these asperities
Diary's filled thick
Moving two quick
Splitting in two
Don't you know me like you.
It's only so true
Turning my back going on the attack.
I'm just another being
Walking free around this thing ...
Making that incision.
Something to envision.
Put out of commission.
Mind crowded on the things we know
They tell me so
Turn my back and won't you hold me no.
Just the decisions
Taking me back into these relations
These dilations
These rations.
Giving into these asperities
Diary's filled thick
Moving two quick
Splitting in two
Don't you know me like you.
It's only so true
Turning my back going on the attack.
I'm just another being
Walking free around this thing ...
#anxiety
#identity
#myself #ignorance
#myself #ignorance
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Mark_Parsons
Mark Parsons
Mark Parsons
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 2:50am
30th Jul 2021 2:50am
Success Comes to a Place Too Sad to Have a Name
Success Comes to a Place Too Sad to Have a Name
We started with communal living, drugs. Then got involved in real estate
scams, extortion. We blackmailed a restaurant owner
because his business partner
was a pederast who used the restaurant to cruise teenage boys
working first jobs.
A guy who serviced the air conditioning
flew a single engine airplane down to Florida
and returned with cocaine
on the weekends. We stepped on all of them.
The prospect of a violent death along a lonely stretch of country road
didn’t faze me. For...
We started with communal living, drugs. Then got involved in real estate
scams, extortion. We blackmailed a restaurant owner
because his business partner
was a pederast who used the restaurant to cruise teenage boys
working first jobs.
A guy who serviced the air conditioning
flew a single engine airplane down to Florida
and returned with cocaine
on the weekends. We stepped on all of them.
The prospect of a violent death along a lonely stretch of country road
didn’t faze me. For...
#friendship
#identity
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
29th Jul 2021 3:47pm
29th Jul 2021 3:47pm
Persephone
Debby was a beautiful girl, not only in heart but she had a beautiul spirit
Her soul wasn't of the silent sort, familiars claimed that they could hear it
Quick to try to right any wrong, uplifting motivation all day long
"We Are The World" her favorite of all time song
She considered herself a free spirit, one of the last true hippies
Casual in her dress, nose piercing, and a love to get a little tipsy
Popping up in social circles grabbing children of any color and acting silly
She was trailer park, ghetto, barrio, goth, rock, blues, city, and...
Her soul wasn't of the silent sort, familiars claimed that they could hear it
Quick to try to right any wrong, uplifting motivation all day long
"We Are The World" her favorite of all time song
She considered herself a free spirit, one of the last true hippies
Casual in her dress, nose piercing, and a love to get a little tipsy
Popping up in social circles grabbing children of any color and acting silly
She was trailer park, ghetto, barrio, goth, rock, blues, city, and...
#love
#dark
#identity #freedom
#identity #freedom
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PoetSpeak
Poem Published
29th Jul 2021 7:55am
29th Jul 2021 7:55am
Lone Rider - Hybrid Floral - Meaning of Life
Riding the rail
Out of town
Nobody sleeps
Hobo blues
Tried to fit in
Conform
Pastel golf shirts
I'm dressed all in black
Barrio art studio
I paint my magic
Cheap rent and broken glass
Lone Rider working the pretty
Out of town
Nobody sleeps
Hobo blues
Tried to fit in
Conform
Pastel golf shirts
I'm dressed all in black
Barrio art studio
I paint my magic
Cheap rent and broken glass
Lone Rider working the pretty
#identity
#confessional
#art #acceptance
#art #acceptance
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cloventongue89
Poem Published
29th Jul 2021 5:10am
29th Jul 2021 5:10am
Pride Paraphernalia
call me a scapegoat for poor life decisions
so nothing is your fault
and I'll take the blame for your sake
cause God forbid you ever have to face yourself
at the end of it all, you'll make an excuse out of me
as you make a mess of yourself
we'll make an example of each-other
exploit the flaw, pointing the finger
loaded with accusations, let's call it a draw
hurt on the other side of instigated animosity
I'm still learning to recognize flesh is not my enemy
going to war with strangers
is it any easier to take a life...
so nothing is your fault
and I'll take the blame for your sake
cause God forbid you ever have to face yourself
at the end of it all, you'll make an excuse out of me
as you make a mess of yourself
we'll make an example of each-other
exploit the flaw, pointing the finger
loaded with accusations, let's call it a draw
hurt on the other side of instigated animosity
I'm still learning to recognize flesh is not my enemy
going to war with strangers
is it any easier to take a life...
#identity
#bullying
#frustration
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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Bon_Mot
Poem Published
29th Jul 2021 1:19am
29th Jul 2021 1:19am
WILL I GO TO HELL??????
Geez. I feel bad because I don’t know if I should feel bad. I might be a “hate criminal”! I’m not sure which government agency I should ask (or confess to). Here’s my problem…PLEASE don’t “out” me, at least till I’ve engaged legal representation…OK?
Thumbing through my DVD collection, I find that I still think the following movies are (gulp) funny. “Snatch”: with Brad Pitt/Jason Statham. (Stereotypes Gypsies and Jews, makes negative references about Russians), “Life of Brian”: Monty Python. (Makes negative references about Christians and Jews)….and (may God help me) “Blazing...
Thumbing through my DVD collection, I find that I still think the following movies are (gulp) funny. “Snatch”: with Brad Pitt/Jason Statham. (Stereotypes Gypsies and Jews, makes negative references about Russians), “Life of Brian”: Monty Python. (Makes negative references about Christians and Jews)….and (may God help me) “Blazing...
#identity
#PopCulture
#culture #morality
#culture #morality
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Cipher_O
Poem Published
28th Jul 2021 9:43am
28th Jul 2021 9:43am
Symbiote
Ownership
of
the means
of
Production
Stellar machine & the art of process.
Pieces put together by invisible gremlins.
Workshop fluidity – Piece by piece.
Placed into conveyor delivery systems.
Reabsorbed into the main frame.
Compelling further production methods.
Sending biology into space/time.
A point somewhere in horizontal monads.
Symbiote of itself as a mystery.
Self unto it’s Self triggering in unawareness.
Free will is questionable verily.
Parasitic usurpation meanders consciousness. ...
of
the means
of
Production
Stellar machine & the art of process.
Pieces put together by invisible gremlins.
Workshop fluidity – Piece by piece.
Placed into conveyor delivery systems.
Reabsorbed into the main frame.
Compelling further production methods.
Sending biology into space/time.
A point somewhere in horizontal monads.
Symbiote of itself as a mystery.
Self unto it’s Self triggering in unawareness.
Free will is questionable verily.
Parasitic usurpation meanders consciousness. ...
#romantic
#secrets
#identity
#science
#humankind
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4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
27th Jul 2021 9:15pm
27th Jul 2021 9:15pm
I Bow Unto Grace As I Am, As I See, As I Appear
Visual-In the womb of creation and then there was me
#identity
#SelfReflection
#meditation #SelfWorth
#meditation #SelfWorth
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4Her411
Poem Published
27th Jul 2021 3:38am
27th Jul 2021 3:38am
take a real stand
our shadow once danced on the wall
till covid-19 came a long
fully vaccinated we were
shorter our recovery time will be
so once again our shadows be
how stupid do you have to be
yielding to the man ?
why don't you take a real stand
remove Pelosi the crazy lady
and the real raciest
holding back every one
including the white man
she spins her lie across the land
treating you like children holding your hand
all she wants is to hold you back
every great person had to take a chance
not from a government...
till covid-19 came a long
fully vaccinated we were
shorter our recovery time will be
so once again our shadows be
how stupid do you have to be
yielding to the man ?
why don't you take a real stand
remove Pelosi the crazy lady
and the real raciest
holding back every one
including the white man
she spins her lie across the land
treating you like children holding your hand
all she wants is to hold you back
every great person had to take a chance
not from a government...
#identity
#freedom
#morality
#responsibility
#risk
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