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.
I hope to see you there
Gentle air fills dying lungs
Under blue skies and bitter chill
Folk tunes playing through blown out speakers
Nervousness fills aching bones
Picking lint off of an expensive sweater without breaking eye contact
How did I get here?
Years of dreaming was never enough
Restlessness and addiction kept me stuck
Until the final push from the one who promised to never let me fall
An open door to the visions that have flooded my brain since adolescence
A bigger view caused for an emotional afternoon
But who am I to...
Under blue skies and bitter chill
Folk tunes playing through blown out speakers
Nervousness fills aching bones
Picking lint off of an expensive sweater without breaking eye contact
How did I get here?
Years of dreaming was never enough
Restlessness and addiction kept me stuck
Until the final push from the one who promised to never let me fall
An open door to the visions that have flooded my brain since adolescence
A bigger view caused for an emotional afternoon
But who am I to...
#choices
#hope
#identity
#mirror
#SelfReflection
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Bloody Liar
I've contemplated ego
from every vantage point
there's nothing I've discovered
that doesn't disappoint.
It's the CEO of humans
it rules with iron fist
waits to get the whip out
when I'm well and truly pissed.
Its focus is comparing
things you have or have not yet
it has its own perspective
sees everything a threat
Now it speaks
"Your home is not quite big enough
your car is ten years old
arise almighty ego
I will not be controlled.
Your clothes are all so daggy ...
from every vantage point
there's nothing I've discovered
that doesn't disappoint.
It's the CEO of humans
it rules with iron fist
waits to get the whip out
when I'm well and truly pissed.
Its focus is comparing
things you have or have not yet
it has its own perspective
sees everything a threat
Now it speaks
"Your home is not quite big enough
your car is ten years old
arise almighty ego
I will not be controlled.
Your clothes are all so daggy ...
#identity
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Call Him Mister
Miss miz or misses
Mr T
just call me Wendy
that's fine with me
it's just a name
don't play a game
we're not living
in 1960
Weren't you at the conference that day
I hear myself say
to the Viking from central casting
he was easy to spot
it didn't take a lot
but did he remember me?
no way
I'm Wendy I stated
(a name I've never hated)
to the bearded man with hair of red
and when our hands shook
he gave me a look
I'm Mister Erikson he said
When I'm in front of a class
I'm...
Mr T
just call me Wendy
that's fine with me
it's just a name
don't play a game
we're not living
in 1960
Weren't you at the conference that day
I hear myself say
to the Viking from central casting
he was easy to spot
it didn't take a lot
but did he remember me?
no way
I'm Wendy I stated
(a name I've never hated)
to the bearded man with hair of red
and when our hands shook
he gave me a look
I'm Mister Erikson he said
When I'm in front of a class
I'm...
#culture
#identity
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Pure emptiness

#depression
#EatingDisorder
#identity
#SelfHarm
#suffering
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Apple Sauce
You have your opinions
I have mine
You're right.
I'm wrong.
Who cares you tiny little sub atomic particle.
The universe does not give one jot what you think.
We're all up ourselves
I have mine
You're right.
I'm wrong.
Who cares you tiny little sub atomic particle.
The universe does not give one jot what you think.
We're all up ourselves
#identity
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Circling Back
Insanity is enchanting, madness, addictive.
Between the lines, the warmth of your smile is enough.
I know I am safe when serenity comes into view as a stray thought.
You are timely to recite my last rites.
I am content, grateful for that.
Comforted.
I watch from above as the words flow forth on the winds of time.
The cosmos is angelic and welcoming.
Traveling into my subconsciousness during my dreams is an adventure.
I become another living being.
I am assertive.
I am aggressive.
I’m a loud mouth.
I’m not...
Between the lines, the warmth of your smile is enough.
I know I am safe when serenity comes into view as a stray thought.
You are timely to recite my last rites.
I am content, grateful for that.
Comforted.
I watch from above as the words flow forth on the winds of time.
The cosmos is angelic and welcoming.
Traveling into my subconsciousness during my dreams is an adventure.
I become another living being.
I am assertive.
I am aggressive.
I’m a loud mouth.
I’m not...
#acceptance
#confusion
#identity #mirror
#identity #mirror
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Skinny Dipping
Some people
Have told me
you see
That i have skin
that is lovely
Which is fine
As long as
They have
no intentions
Of
turning me
And
making me chic
Into
a lampshade
EEEEK!
by Jemia
Have told me
you see
That i have skin
that is lovely
Which is fine
As long as
They have
no intentions
Of
turning me
And
making me chic
Into
a lampshade
EEEEK!
by Jemia
#beauty
#funny
#identity
#satirical
#scary
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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