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.
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 1:20am
31st Oct 2024 1:20am
Would You? Would I?
#honesty
#identity
#philosophical
#relationships
#sex
243 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
28th Oct 2024 5:58pm
28th Oct 2024 5:58pm
Busy At Heists!
The Cat Holic, was addicted to cats
The Protest Ant
Was anti Cat Holics
The Cat Holics
Considered that the Protest Ants
Were pants
And reciprocated
Their mutual dislike
Meanwhile...
Bank robbers, and the like
Didn't like either the Cat Holics
Nor the Protest Ants
But didn't have time for such shenanigans
As they were busy At Heists
by Jemia
The Protest Ant
Was anti Cat Holics
The Cat Holics
Considered that the Protest Ants
Were pants
And reciprocated
Their mutual dislike
Meanwhile...
Bank robbers, and the like
Didn't like either the Cat Holics
Nor the Protest Ants
But didn't have time for such shenanigans
As they were busy At Heists
by Jemia
#identity
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords #satirical
#PowerOfWords #satirical
48 reads
0 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 9:21am
25th Oct 2024 9:21am
Big Brother Rat Race
Big brother rat race
Adoptive experiment
Feeding hungered stimulation
Reaction according
To plasticity forking
Witness the moment
Walls imprison
Instinctual basis
Freedom to wander
Climactic cycles
Inside the maze
Alienating and dehumanizing
No role defined
By dated statistic
Electrifying brain signals
Somewhere down corridors
Love and advertisement
Emerge the same
Sparking neuronal tense
Literal, physical,...
Adoptive experiment
Feeding hungered stimulation
Reaction according
To plasticity forking
Witness the moment
Walls imprison
Instinctual basis
Freedom to wander
Climactic cycles
Inside the maze
Alienating and dehumanizing
No role defined
By dated statistic
Electrifying brain signals
Somewhere down corridors
Love and advertisement
Emerge the same
Sparking neuronal tense
Literal, physical,...
#culture
#freedom
#humankind
#identity
#spiritual
100 reads
2 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
21st Oct 2024 1:58am
21st Oct 2024 1:58am
Autism Alphabet: Shelf Marked Identity
categorized ~ like
a library book ~ with an
identifying code
a library book ~ with an
identifying code
#Autism
#disability
#identity #senryu
#identity #senryu
111 reads
6 Comments
gracemarie
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 3:23pm
19th Oct 2024 3:23pm
Shattered glass
There is so much beauty in your heart
But all you see is dark
Because of what happened in your past
You tear your yourself apart
You see yourself through shattered glass
Instead of seeing your reflection
your eyes are stuck on the cracks
My love, look around what's skewing your vision
Look between the cracks
You'll see your true reflection
Even with the shattered glass
You'll see how pure your heart is
And how you put others first
The way you feel pain whenever I hurt
You'll see the way you showed me
exactly...
But all you see is dark
Because of what happened in your past
You tear your yourself apart
You see yourself through shattered glass
Instead of seeing your reflection
your eyes are stuck on the cracks
My love, look around what's skewing your vision
Look between the cracks
You'll see your true reflection
Even with the shattered glass
You'll see how pure your heart is
And how you put others first
The way you feel pain whenever I hurt
You'll see the way you showed me
exactly...
#emotional
#identity
#love #SelfReflection
#love #SelfReflection
123 reads
1 Comment
Tenderloin
Poem Published
17th Oct 2024 3:44am
17th Oct 2024 3:44am
Suffering May Not Serve You
Maybe breathe,
forgive yourself.
I have dwelled far too long
on collected flaws
and allowed joy
to evaporate
It should have been the other way around
doubt,
negativity
those should have been the ones to go
There is hope,
that I'm slowly learning
forgive yourself.
I have dwelled far too long
on collected flaws
and allowed joy
to evaporate
It should have been the other way around
doubt,
negativity
those should have been the ones to go
There is hope,
that I'm slowly learning
#identity
#SelfReflection
110 reads
2 Comments
Shinobi
Poem Published
14th Oct 2024 1:32pm
14th Oct 2024 1:32pm
Lon Chaney Jr.
sweet torment,
don't splash your wine on me
these pockets are empty.
perched on a barstool
head held in calloused hands
as the lamplight shines
upon a weathered face,etched
with years
vespers murmur
as the conductor wields a swizzle stick
arid martinis know the truth.
limelight, it casts shadows
from Hollywood and Vine
I stutter, speaking
to a Woodward Avenue girl
man becomes the monster,
radio static whispers,
sweet voices torment
a green rosetta ripped...
don't splash your wine on me
these pockets are empty.
perched on a barstool
head held in calloused hands
as the lamplight shines
upon a weathered face,etched
with years
vespers murmur
as the conductor wields a swizzle stick
arid martinis know the truth.
limelight, it casts shadows
from Hollywood and Vine
I stutter, speaking
to a Woodward Avenue girl
man becomes the monster,
radio static whispers,
sweet voices torment
a green rosetta ripped...
#addiction
#fate
#identity
#redemption
#wisdom
71 reads
0 Comments
Twistwd-kitten
Poem Published
7th Oct 2024 5:26pm
7th Oct 2024 5:26pm
Deaths birthday
I was dead before I took my first breath
A day I know my mother tries to forget the day she had it all figured out and plan in motion to give up the responsibility of a baby she never wanted , but of course as fate has a fucked sense of humor and a different plan chooses, and that was somehow my fault , I paid the consequences for someone else deciding to play God, making me the living dead girl. Just a walking corpse with a pulse Its now the that dreaded day again the day the world decided I shouldn't exist but yet people had other ideas . I'm turning 26 today
A day I know my mother tries to forget the day she had it all figured out and plan in motion to give up the responsibility of a baby she never wanted , but of course as fate has a fucked sense of humor and a different plan chooses, and that was somehow my fault , I paid the consequences for someone else deciding to play God, making me the living dead girl. Just a walking corpse with a pulse Its now the that dreaded day again the day the world decided I shouldn't exist but yet people had other ideas . I'm turning 26 today
#depression
#identity
81 reads
1 Comment
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
6th Oct 2024 11:17pm
6th Oct 2024 11:17pm
insufficient description
I've kept myself small for so long
I don't know how to breathe
outside a space larger
than myself
I solidify with anxiety
statuesque, blank, polite
but I'm not sure
that's how you read me
There are too many names
for shy girl
that I've been painted with
and I wish I didn't care
I wish they didn't leave
indelible tattoos on my skin
that only I can see
but I'm convinced you know
are there
Bitch
Snob
Too smart (insufferable intellectual)
Brooding
Angsty ...
I don't know how to breathe
outside a space larger
than myself
I solidify with anxiety
statuesque, blank, polite
but I'm not sure
that's how you read me
There are too many names
for shy girl
that I've been painted with
and I wish I didn't care
I wish they didn't leave
indelible tattoos on my skin
that only I can see
but I'm convinced you know
are there
Bitch
Snob
Too smart (insufferable intellectual)
Brooding
Angsty ...
#anxiety
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#myself
#SelfReflection
153 reads
4 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 5:39pm
1st Oct 2024 5:39pm
Skin Deeper (5-7-5)
Colour
is
my
skin
It's
of
no
matter,
which
hue
All
skin
breathes
the
same
by Jemia
is
my
skin
It's
of
no
matter,
which
hue
All
skin
breathes
the
same
by Jemia
#humankind
#identity
#inequality
57 reads
0 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
29th Sep 2024 6:31pm
29th Sep 2024 6:31pm
Cashing In
Accumulating sins like lint on a second-hand
cashmere sweater indulging my eyes pandering
bimbos at Purgatory's Drivethru and Diners
canceling debts and cashing in my Poker Chips
waiting for Mr. Big to punch my Pass Goal Free
Card
I could get used to all this mascara covering up
veins and Harley Davidson tattoos. But do I have
to leave my mind's prosthesis behind or Mama
who is on the second shelf in the refrigerator
in a Tupperware container, dated, 1976
cashmere sweater indulging my eyes pandering
bimbos at Purgatory's Drivethru and Diners
canceling debts and cashing in my Poker Chips
waiting for Mr. Big to punch my Pass Goal Free
Card
I could get used to all this mascara covering up
veins and Harley Davidson tattoos. But do I have
to leave my mind's prosthesis behind or Mama
who is on the second shelf in the refrigerator
in a Tupperware container, dated, 1976
#confusion
#emptiness
#identity #dark
#identity #dark
158 reads
0 Comments
Nixprty
Poem Published
16th Sep 2024 5:20pm
16th Sep 2024 5:20pm
Ever Since
Uniformly informal
Figure me out
Pick at my hanging edges
Imperceptible to the naked eye
Unable to be looked for
Unable to be found
Lost in the endless chaos of being
Struck by the ever expanding future
Sleeping among the grass blades
Growing up and around my figure
Fight or flight or freeze or fawn
A missing persons poster without a name or face
A being
Being without a mouth or head
Being without living
Living without death
A mirrored image
Of a closed eye ...
Figure me out
Pick at my hanging edges
Imperceptible to the naked eye
Unable to be looked for
Unable to be found
Lost in the endless chaos of being
Struck by the ever expanding future
Sleeping among the grass blades
Growing up and around my figure
Fight or flight or freeze or fawn
A missing persons poster without a name or face
A being
Being without a mouth or head
Being without living
Living without death
A mirrored image
Of a closed eye ...
#identity
89 reads
1 Comment
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