Poems About Identity Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about identity seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:58pm
Yesterday 12:58pm
It can happen
When will this be over?
I use to drive a 1972 Chevy Nova
Please don't worry, don't be ashamed
Many people are set up, eventually blamed
How would you know that he was dressed like a she
You fell for her, but it was all make believe
Until that one day when you wanted to have sex
You stripped off all her clothes, and you asked for the check
Fuck this, why didn't you tell me you were a man
"Who cares baby, I'll make you feel grand!!"
No way dude
I had enough of you
I took my clothes and ran out of the house
To...
I use to drive a 1972 Chevy Nova
Please don't worry, don't be ashamed
Many people are set up, eventually blamed
How would you know that he was dressed like a she
You fell for her, but it was all make believe
Until that one day when you wanted to have sex
You stripped off all her clothes, and you asked for the check
Fuck this, why didn't you tell me you were a man
"Who cares baby, I'll make you feel grand!!"
No way dude
I had enough of you
I took my clothes and ran out of the house
To...
#boyfriend
#girlfriend
#identity
#rhyming
#sex
49 reads
3 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:55pm
Yesterday 12:55pm
That's All That Matters
He avoids big women, tall women
They scare the shit out of him
They make him feel like he has a small dick
He imagines fucking one and being able to hear his dick rattle around in there
The sound of something disappearing
Like a rock being thrown down a very deep well
This deep abyss, all consuming
He avoids them like the plague
Mostly they make him feel like a small man
He likes little women
Because, they can't wrap their hand around his arm, then he knows that he's in charge
He feels good when he's in charge
That's all that matters...
They scare the shit out of him
They make him feel like he has a small dick
He imagines fucking one and being able to hear his dick rattle around in there
The sound of something disappearing
Like a rock being thrown down a very deep well
This deep abyss, all consuming
He avoids them like the plague
Mostly they make him feel like a small man
He likes little women
Because, they can't wrap their hand around his arm, then he knows that he's in charge
He feels good when he's in charge
That's all that matters...
#fiction
#identity
#power
#sex
#women
37 reads
6 Comments
NP_NP
NP
NP
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 4:07pm
30th Dec 2024 4:07pm
The Oil Field Man
I linger in sadness because it sharpens the moments that make me laugh,
like the blade’s edge reveals the beauty of the cut.
"Why is it," he asked, voice thick with whiskey,
"every time I sleep with a woman, I can't fill this void?"
His words hung heavy,
and I, tired of his endless lament,
took everything he ever told me—
his fears, his wounds, his pathetic confessions—
rolled them into something jagged and sharp,
a meatloaf of truth he wasn’t ready to swallow.
And I shoved it down his throat.
I left him there,...
like the blade’s edge reveals the beauty of the cut.
"Why is it," he asked, voice thick with whiskey,
"every time I sleep with a woman, I can't fill this void?"
His words hung heavy,
and I, tired of his endless lament,
took everything he ever told me—
his fears, his wounds, his pathetic confessions—
rolled them into something jagged and sharp,
a meatloaf of truth he wasn’t ready to swallow.
And I shoved it down his throat.
I left him there,...
#identity
#lust
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
49 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 1:45pm
29th Dec 2024 1:45pm
Don't let time fool you
Another night and all I can do is sit & be silent
Silence has become my life filter
I figure if you can't deal with them, then deal with yourself
If you can't deal with yourself, then do the best you can
Not to let time fool you into doing something stupid
Like living forever
Like giving in and stopping your heart
Like going to them and looking for some part of yourself
I can tell you
It doesn't exist
Silence has become my life filter
I figure if you can't deal with them, then deal with yourself
If you can't deal with yourself, then do the best you can
Not to let time fool you into doing something stupid
Like living forever
Like giving in and stopping your heart
Like going to them and looking for some part of yourself
I can tell you
It doesn't exist
#identity
#philosophical
#SelfReflection #silence
#SelfReflection #silence
76 reads
12 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 8:22pm
28th Dec 2024 8:22pm
utterly
dwindling thought withering in context
my mind ceases in ideas and gets angry
withdrawing from the lense
I don't wish to be observed
shaken epiphany I am cut off
from who I used to be
evolving utterly different
I wonder did that version of me die out of necessity
keening hope she was so beautiful
she was not me but I share her memories
grief burdens me, I wonder did I kill her, one thought at a time
drain her essence and discard her in the past
the present knows only me
it's a curious thing, I...
my mind ceases in ideas and gets angry
withdrawing from the lense
I don't wish to be observed
shaken epiphany I am cut off
from who I used to be
evolving utterly different
I wonder did that version of me die out of necessity
keening hope she was so beautiful
she was not me but I share her memories
grief burdens me, I wonder did I kill her, one thought at a time
drain her essence and discard her in the past
the present knows only me
it's a curious thing, I...
#confessional
#identity
#myself #SelfReflection
#myself #SelfReflection
62 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
27th Dec 2024 8:19pm
27th Dec 2024 8:19pm
#1
There is only one number
The number one
All other digits are jumbled
I have too much confusion in my life
In order to annihilate my confusion, my time wasting activities,
I must get to one after the smoke clears
She will be my only weakness
Like many instances, things are not always what they seem
Many weaknesses are blessings in disguise, clouds with silver linings
She is my weakness
She is my blessing
The number one
All other digits are jumbled
I have too much confusion in my life
In order to annihilate my confusion, my time wasting activities,
I must get to one after the smoke clears
She will be my only weakness
Like many instances, things are not always what they seem
Many weaknesses are blessings in disguise, clouds with silver linings
She is my weakness
She is my blessing
#confusion
#identity
#loneliness
#myself
#weakness
62 reads
8 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
27th Dec 2024 4:16pm
27th Dec 2024 4:16pm
In a world of Juliets, call me Lady Macbeth
I had to sub a Sophomore Lit class
when the professor was out
with COVID
And my inner literary snob
screamed a thousand
deaths when the 20-year-old zygotes
romanticized about
Romeo and Juliet.
I smiled and fluttered
my eyelashes
and smashed those
cute little bitches
who thought they
invented thought
with actual arrogance.
You see children,
Shakespeare...
when the professor was out
with COVID
And my inner literary snob
screamed a thousand
deaths when the 20-year-old zygotes
romanticized about
Romeo and Juliet.
I smiled and fluttered
my eyelashes
and smashed those
cute little bitches
who thought they
invented thought
with actual arrogance.
You see children,
Shakespeare...
#dark
#narrative
#lover
#revenge
#identity
163 reads
26 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
26th Dec 2024 2:27pm
26th Dec 2024 2:27pm
prison
drunk on words, you threw yourself
into the hourly burly of
the great prison where thoughts are chained
by words and made to glow for their captors
they galvanise the self
that abstract thing
and make it almost real
for fleeting addictive moments
into the hourly burly of
the great prison where thoughts are chained
by words and made to glow for their captors
they galvanise the self
that abstract thing
and make it almost real
for fleeting addictive moments
#art
#identity
#SelfReflection #WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection #WritingPoetry
62 reads
3 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 6:41am
24th Dec 2024 6:41am
The importance of ME
I awarded myself the golden key
convinced in my own verctity
stood on the podium
in no ones shadow, I am the total sum
Oscar`s, cast in my image
I will not hide my glittering plumage
reflections in lake, told the truth
loves adoration, of my beautiful youth
perfection, bedazzled, spotlight on freeze
the oneness of my holy trinity, achieved.
convinced in my own verctity
stood on the podium
in no ones shadow, I am the total sum
Oscar`s, cast in my image
I will not hide my glittering plumage
reflections in lake, told the truth
loves adoration, of my beautiful youth
perfection, bedazzled, spotlight on freeze
the oneness of my holy trinity, achieved.
#identity
38 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
21st Dec 2024 8:25pm
21st Dec 2024 8:25pm
Self-Esteem
A woman standing in the mirror yelling,
"Where were you when I needed you?!"
"Where were you when I needed you?!"
#fear
#identity
#minimalist
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
69 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
20th Dec 2024 11:13am
20th Dec 2024 11:13am
Identity
I bait my own trap
I'll wait for myself to walk in and trip the mine
I'll wait for myself to walk in and trip the mine
#identity
#myself
#regret #SelfReflection
#regret #SelfReflection
64 reads
15 Comments
Miss_Haides
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 5:08pm
19th Dec 2024 5:08pm
Anonymous Energy
I was formed from a seed of desperation.
Written and scarred upon my skin, upon my temperament.
Upon my disposition.
I wear it like a crown for all to see.
Look upon my face and recognise me.
The face of nothing.
The face of no one.
Unseen.
The face of many generations of many entities.
None belong to me.
Borrowed atoms, borrowed genes.
Just light anonymous energy.
Don't you see? The parade?
Quickly!
Don, your hat! Your Gloves! Your Hair!
Your Identity.
Unseen.
The face of no one.
The...
Written and scarred upon my skin, upon my temperament.
Upon my disposition.
I wear it like a crown for all to see.
Look upon my face and recognise me.
The face of nothing.
The face of no one.
Unseen.
The face of many generations of many entities.
None belong to me.
Borrowed atoms, borrowed genes.
Just light anonymous energy.
Don't you see? The parade?
Quickly!
Don, your hat! Your Gloves! Your Hair!
Your Identity.
Unseen.
The face of no one.
The...
#identity
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#spiritual
62 reads
1 Comment
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