Poems About Identity Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about identity seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 5:44pm
29th Dec 2024 5:44pm
Only the Animal Survives
Raw and alive
the tangible need.
box it
weight it
ship it UPS
in a world of fake
you are real
make me bleed
rubbing emotions raw
the slow exhaled whisper
both fire and ice
to nerves
exposed to light
and I scream
for more
scream your name
ripping the mask
off your savage heart
love
lust
hate
are all used
to fuel the fire
blistering skin and boiling blood
the last walls crumble
screaming
in fear
losing control
evolution
destroyed in just one night ...
the tangible need.
box it
weight it
ship it UPS
in a world of fake
you are real
make me bleed
rubbing emotions raw
the slow exhaled whisper
both fire and ice
to nerves
exposed to light
and I scream
for more
scream your name
ripping the mask
off your savage heart
love
lust
hate
are all used
to fuel the fire
blistering skin and boiling blood
the last walls crumble
screaming
in fear
losing control
evolution
destroyed in just one night ...
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#lust #passion
#lust #passion
52 reads
1 Comment
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 8:16am
28th Dec 2024 8:16am
Doing my head in.
The flesh I am, existed in kind before I was even born.In the cells of other people.They held my future flesh and blood between their legs,waiting for the right conditions to arrive, to create a human being,a body only.
But me, the one you are now creating in your mind, is perception dependant, dependant on your biases and conditioning.The me you perceive will be different from the one I do and all others do.
Here in lies the lies.If enough people say I'm a good man you will believe it.You will perceive me differently without empirical evidence.
...
But me, the one you are now creating in your mind, is perception dependant, dependant on your biases and conditioning.The me you perceive will be different from the one I do and all others do.
Here in lies the lies.If enough people say I'm a good man you will believe it.You will perceive me differently without empirical evidence.
...
#identity
40 reads
4 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
26th Dec 2024 4:15pm
26th Dec 2024 4:15pm
Bird on a Barren Feeder
In a vacant quiet winter world,
behold the robin's final chord.
The bird at the barren feeder
struck my heart's eye.
I also know a cold hunger
inside unexplained need's cry.
The universe tells me I'm human, mortal.
As I sway over the edge of the portal.
Death's invite in hand,
as I'm chased by haunted screaming dreams,.
that never anchored a chance.
The bird would fly straight in.
Me, hesitant, with my unresolved sin.
The bird accepts his demise
and gets on with living.
It's existence within the joy it sings....
behold the robin's final chord.
The bird at the barren feeder
struck my heart's eye.
I also know a cold hunger
inside unexplained need's cry.
The universe tells me I'm human, mortal.
As I sway over the edge of the portal.
Death's invite in hand,
as I'm chased by haunted screaming dreams,.
that never anchored a chance.
The bird would fly straight in.
Me, hesitant, with my unresolved sin.
The bird accepts his demise
and gets on with living.
It's existence within the joy it sings....
#birds
#identity
66 reads
8 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 9:07pm
17th Dec 2024 9:07pm
The Rotten Tree
what i carry
behind the veil
is more
a silent wail
of known despair
a mind
beyond repair
inside judge and jury
all thoughts
like puree
rattling of
old bones
glass shattered
by stones
one sided
conversations
about destroying
creation
no tears shed
for the darkness
in my head
ring that
leper bell
welcome
back hell
see what's
become of me
a rotten tree
behind the veil
is more
a silent wail
of known despair
a mind
beyond repair
inside judge and jury
all thoughts
like puree
rattling of
old bones
glass shattered
by stones
one sided
conversations
about destroying
creation
no tears shed
for the darkness
in my head
ring that
leper bell
welcome
back hell
see what's
become of me
a rotten tree
#identity
#MentalHealth
#SelfWorth
59 reads
9 Comments
eleven_mashariki
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 7:36am
12th Dec 2024 7:36am
YOU
You are special
You are unique
You are powerful
You are equipped
You are knowledgeable
You are smart
You are important
You are valuable
You are loved...but,
always remember that
You are alone!
You are unique
You are powerful
You are equipped
You are knowledgeable
You are smart
You are important
You are valuable
You are loved...but,
always remember that
You are alone!
#acceptance
#identity
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
56 reads
2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 3:44am
12th Dec 2024 3:44am
homeless
the night's
cold is
apparently
unaware
of what
it is
doing
to me,
it is
creeping
onto
my skin,
finding
its way
to
my bones,
and by
morning,
i may be
as cold
as the
night was,
unless the
sun can
save me.
cold is
apparently
unaware
of what
it is
doing
to me,
it is
creeping
onto
my skin,
finding
its way
to
my bones,
and by
morning,
i may be
as cold
as the
night was,
unless the
sun can
save me.
#culture
#homelessness
#identity
#ignorance
#politics
81 reads
15 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2024 3:34am
3rd Dec 2024 3:34am
Wabi-Sabi
In my wabi-sabi, imperfection, and melancholy as
the weight is lifted from my shoulder with the
the essence of something blue, and the ups and
downs with moments of silence shared with my
muse beneath a shadow, come tomorrow of
intimacy with my wabi-sabi
the weight is lifted from my shoulder with the
the essence of something blue, and the ups and
downs with moments of silence shared with my
muse beneath a shadow, come tomorrow of
intimacy with my wabi-sabi
#identity
#motivational
108 reads
4 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 7:43am
27th Nov 2024 7:43am
Finding My Ego
My ego was broken into little fragments
And pieces. How was I even able to find it?
It is only when I started walking again that
Maybe I could find some peace with never
Trying to find my ego again. You walked all
Over my ego and you get to keep it. My pride
Was too wounded to try to reclaim it.
And pieces. How was I even able to find it?
It is only when I started walking again that
Maybe I could find some peace with never
Trying to find my ego again. You walked all
Over my ego and you get to keep it. My pride
Was too wounded to try to reclaim it.
#heartbroken
#identity
87 reads
2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
21st Nov 2024 8:17am
21st Nov 2024 8:17am
storms never last
what walls
can
oppression,
intolerance
build
uninterrupted,
those willing
to sell
their values,
boundaries
set by
the minds
of ignorance,
but, there
are some
that can
see scenes
further away,
strength
in their
convictions,
one voice
can begin
to change
many, and
then change
can happen.
can
oppression,
intolerance
build
uninterrupted,
those willing
to sell
their values,
boundaries
set by
the minds
of ignorance,
but, there
are some
that can
see scenes
further away,
strength
in their
convictions,
one voice
can begin
to change
many, and
then change
can happen.
#culture
#freedom
#identity
#morality
#politics
81 reads
7 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
16th Nov 2024 2:34pm
16th Nov 2024 2:34pm
A New Bag
A new bag of interest chewing on my taste buds
Letting my hair down in poetic darkness
In search of older women who dig Arbuckle
And chicken noodle soup and making love
At sundown and listening to Porter Wagoner
Drinking Budweiser from a tin can
Letting my hair down in poetic darkness
In search of older women who dig Arbuckle
And chicken noodle soup and making love
At sundown and listening to Porter Wagoner
Drinking Budweiser from a tin can
#identity
#philosophical
77 reads
4 Comments
Nixprty
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 3:29pm
14th Nov 2024 3:29pm
Buried Above Ground
Can you make a person disappear?
Forgotten,
Such a similar word,
But so very different.
Gone from the eyes,
Still buzzing in the blood.
Can you bury someone deep enough,
You’ll never fear they will one day crawl back out?
If I find myself beneath the layers of earth,
Deeper than hell itself entailed,
Will I ever one day find myself once again in a pale sunrise?
My deep is blacker than shadows,
It tastes like chalky dirt and age.
Yet I am sure,
As...
Forgotten,
Such a similar word,
But so very different.
Gone from the eyes,
Still buzzing in the blood.
Can you bury someone deep enough,
You’ll never fear they will one day crawl back out?
If I find myself beneath the layers of earth,
Deeper than hell itself entailed,
Will I ever one day find myself once again in a pale sunrise?
My deep is blacker than shadows,
It tastes like chalky dirt and age.
Yet I am sure,
As...
#bittersweet
#hate
#identity
#SelfWorth
#suffering
68 reads
0 Comments
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 1:20am
31st Oct 2024 1:20am
Would You? Would I?
#honesty
#identity
#philosophical
#relationships
#sex
242 reads
2 Comments
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