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.
Peanut
Poem Published
Today 6:08pm
Today 6:08pm
Purpose
To light a candle
turn out the lights
sip on java
in the flickering night
Soak in a hot tub
spash lavender bubbles
on the floor
gaze at the stars through
the open door
Run through a rose garden
in silence
imaginary feelings
play it back in colourful
slow motion
Stop, stare at Daisies
listen for bees
buzzing towards
the pollen beds
birds nesting in trees
Free children
from the war
their parents left
at the foot
of the family...
turn out the lights
sip on java
in the flickering night
Soak in a hot tub
spash lavender bubbles
on the floor
gaze at the stars through
the open door
Run through a rose garden
in silence
imaginary feelings
play it back in colourful
slow motion
Stop, stare at Daisies
listen for bees
buzzing towards
the pollen beds
birds nesting in trees
Free children
from the war
their parents left
at the foot
of the family...
#identity
#freedom
#escape
5 reads
0 Comments
efilPoet
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:41pm
Yesterday 8:41pm
Reality?
In her subconscious is where she lays
Waiting for the pain to go away
The smell so sweet
Sweet as grass
She wishes her misfortune away
Laid down beside a river
She begins to quiver
For the smell of the earth
Warms her heart
As she wishes the spirits, "Good day"
They tell her to come back to reality
But reality causes her dismay
She tries to find the staircase
But she couldn't find her way
She is lost
Tethered to "unreality"
But is it so bad?
If reality made her that way? ...
Waiting for the pain to go away
The smell so sweet
Sweet as grass
She wishes her misfortune away
Laid down beside a river
She begins to quiver
For the smell of the earth
Warms her heart
As she wishes the spirits, "Good day"
They tell her to come back to reality
But reality causes her dismay
She tries to find the staircase
But she couldn't find her way
She is lost
Tethered to "unreality"
But is it so bad?
If reality made her that way? ...
#identity
#confusion
#FeelingLost #SelfDiscovery
#FeelingLost #SelfDiscovery
18 reads
6 Comments
Simon_III_Msibi
Mandla Msibi
Mandla Msibi
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:37pm
Yesterday 5:37pm
See Her
She was drowning
But nobody could see it
She was drowning
In the expectation
Of who she should be
She was drowning
From all the expectations
Of how a woman should be
She was drowning
And nobody could see it
She was drowning
And sinking even deeper
Into her own depression
That even she couldn't see
She was drowning
Even though she was smiling
She was falling
Deeper and Deeper
Into the ocean of regret
Slowly sinking
Slowly losing her own life
With nothing to hold onto...
But nobody could see it
She was drowning
In the expectation
Of who she should be
She was drowning
From all the expectations
Of how a woman should be
She was drowning
And nobody could see it
She was drowning
And sinking even deeper
Into her own depression
That even she couldn't see
She was drowning
Even though she was smiling
She was falling
Deeper and Deeper
Into the ocean of regret
Slowly sinking
Slowly losing her own life
With nothing to hold onto...
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#prose
#learning
#SelfWorth
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0 Comments
Neoma
Poem Published
26th Jan 2020 6:44pm
26th Jan 2020 6:44pm
moron Silly goose Duckling
i can see
straight
into the pink
let things bounce off each
other
as
straight
into the pink
let things bounce off each
other
as
#identity
21 reads
3 Comments
poetryaccident
Poem Published
26th Jan 2020 5:17pm
26th Jan 2020 5:17pm
Forgive Me
Forgive me if I'm overwhelmed
by a world that has no bounds
except those set by zealot fools
imagining limits are their tools
this is a right unto itself
until the measure is expressed
as the weave that must enclose
the whole beyond their control
those boxes made of dogma's thread
spun from fears and things they dread
perception chokes at these restraints
when reality's breath is at stake
containers set to hold a faith
exact a toil by their constraints
forgive me if I seek much more
there is a world...
by a world that has no bounds
except those set by zealot fools
imagining limits are their tools
this is a right unto itself
until the measure is expressed
as the weave that must enclose
the whole beyond their control
those boxes made of dogma's thread
spun from fears and things they dread
perception chokes at these restraints
when reality's breath is at stake
containers set to hold a faith
exact a toil by their constraints
forgive me if I seek much more
there is a world...
#identity
20 reads
0 Comments
socksscareme
Socks
Socks
Poem Published
26th Jan 2020 1:40pm
26th Jan 2020 1:40pm
Silver Birch
With roots entangled
Reaching out
Traveling through the underground
We seek connection
Infinite round
The breath of the world
A soft sigh
Wind weavers under the sky
A constant cycle
We never die
Reaching out
Traveling through the underground
We seek connection
Infinite round
The breath of the world
A soft sigh
Wind weavers under the sky
A constant cycle
We never die
#identity
#trees
32 reads
14 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
25th Jan 2020 10:53pm
25th Jan 2020 10:53pm
Purpose
First few steps taken:
destination Unknown.
destination Unknown.
#identity
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
27 reads
7 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
25th Jan 2020 9:11pm
25th Jan 2020 9:11pm
Corrupt
Voodoo dolls pinching their nipples wishing that I die
Another pin is inserted everytime that I try
There is a Bokor with a mirror looking me right in the eyes
For some reason I'm being forced to look down when looking for my sky
Like the humbled Atlas, I'm carrying a weight as heavy as the world
Two blunts down and my mind should be calm, but continues to swirl
The flames of my heart burns high and bright, giving off a freezing heat
Only like minded hate attracts, true love refuses to meet
I live with the philosophy, "two negatives...
Another pin is inserted everytime that I try
There is a Bokor with a mirror looking me right in the eyes
For some reason I'm being forced to look down when looking for my sky
Like the humbled Atlas, I'm carrying a weight as heavy as the world
Two blunts down and my mind should be calm, but continues to swirl
The flames of my heart burns high and bright, giving off a freezing heat
Only like minded hate attracts, true love refuses to meet
I live with the philosophy, "two negatives...
#breakup
#identity
#spiritual
43 reads
11 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
25th Jan 2020 8:33pm
25th Jan 2020 8:33pm
THE EYES EXPOSE TRUTH
Sitting here watching the reflections of my life, string through the comic of space and time. But yet I stare out into the darkness of the eyes of my mind, into the eye that seems to transcends me into the mist having me to realizing have I been here before in another form of life. Yet the interactions between my thoughts, and what I see and feel tells me differently than what I chose to be able to believe. For it is here within the next level of self consciousness, as the subliminal messages transfer the connectivity of my unshackle existences, that slowly begins to overwhelm me as it...
#identity
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#StreamOfConsciousness
28 reads
2 Comments
sunsettown
Poem Published
24th Jan 2020 11:26pm
24th Jan 2020 11:26pm
Artificial Intelligence
and you thought you'd become
human
dressed with allure
caressed by sentiments
you'd be able to feel
and you thought
the ability to choose,
would be a gift programmed within
of course,
i can feel in your electric eyes
you don't know who i'm talking of
listen darling,
i shall tell you of an old story
about a place
called sunset
where infinity
meets the next
hey, look me in the eyes
just know that
time is not eternal
you'll probably one day
hear so...
human
dressed with allure
caressed by sentiments
you'd be able to feel
and you thought
the ability to choose,
would be a gift programmed within
of course,
i can feel in your electric eyes
you don't know who i'm talking of
listen darling,
i shall tell you of an old story
about a place
called sunset
where infinity
meets the next
hey, look me in the eyes
just know that
time is not eternal
you'll probably one day
hear so...
#identity
#humankind
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
#SelfWorth
60 reads
13 Comments
Countygal
Poem Published
24th Jan 2020 1:42am
24th Jan 2020 1:42am
Mediocre Minds
Collectively sitting, staring
Whispering amongst yourselves
Judging that which you cannot, will not accept
An enigma you condescendingly mock
Finding your strength in like minded people
Belittling those who are divergent
Jealousy hidden in condescending words
Lacking the ability not to discriminate
Unwavering from your pretentious beliefs
Yet expecting to be understood
Virtues unveiling your own hypocrisy
Caught up in a world of depredation
Illuminated by pretense of compassion
Fear of being outcasted impending ...
Whispering amongst yourselves
Judging that which you cannot, will not accept
An enigma you condescendingly mock
Finding your strength in like minded people
Belittling those who are divergent
Jealousy hidden in condescending words
Lacking the ability not to discriminate
Unwavering from your pretentious beliefs
Yet expecting to be understood
Virtues unveiling your own hypocrisy
Caught up in a world of depredation
Illuminated by pretense of compassion
Fear of being outcasted impending ...
#identity
#oppression
#power
17 reads
1 Comment
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2020 1:14pm
22nd Jan 2020 1:14pm
Tomboy
I wanted to scrap,
fists and blood
I'd fight my sister's battles
ride my BMX Raleigh Burner
have stone wars over street turf
learn martial arts
become proficient
in combat
feel a thud
in my heart
when I saw
classic cars
(I'd fuck the smell of petrol if I could)
Imagine my surprise
when a girl
with a boy's sexual nature
find out
boys like sex
sweetshop
this boy
in a girl's body
who...
fists and blood
I'd fight my sister's battles
ride my BMX Raleigh Burner
have stone wars over street turf
learn martial arts
become proficient
in combat
feel a thud
in my heart
when I saw
classic cars
(I'd fuck the smell of petrol if I could)
Imagine my surprise
when a girl
with a boy's sexual nature
find out
boys like sex
sweetshop
this boy
in a girl's body
who...
#women
#men
#identity
32 reads
19 Comments
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