Poems About Identity Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about identity seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
If it's Meant to Be
It’s difficult to accept that everything has been predetermined
As if our paths were already chosen and we just fulfill the destiny
And even if midway down the road we change the way it goes
Was the change too already planned just like it was meant to be?
Some are born into poverty but will strive to get out of there
While others with riches and resources decide to be miserable
Some will acquire the drive to change and better their lives
While others leave it to chance staying stagnant and pitiful
The law of attraction can be very real ...
As if our paths were already chosen and we just fulfill the destiny
And even if midway down the road we change the way it goes
Was the change too already planned just like it was meant to be?
Some are born into poverty but will strive to get out of there
While others with riches and resources decide to be miserable
Some will acquire the drive to change and better their lives
While others leave it to chance staying stagnant and pitiful
The law of attraction can be very real ...
#identity
#inspirational
#fate
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4 Comments
Town of Dust and Bones
The street light buzzes day into night
yesterdays stench lingers in the summer air
wrinkles on my face from many days gone by
I say goodnight to Kelly Jo as she flips her sign to closed
Gailan holding onto the hope tomorrow may bring
no good answer for what comes next
still got fight left in us so we battle on
Theron gives me a wave and a smile
walk into Benny's he pours me a malbec
Rob at the end of the bar calls me a snob
raises his glass rings out an old Irish toast
the pet store closed so did the grain elevator
got a grant for...
yesterdays stench lingers in the summer air
wrinkles on my face from many days gone by
I say goodnight to Kelly Jo as she flips her sign to closed
Gailan holding onto the hope tomorrow may bring
no good answer for what comes next
still got fight left in us so we battle on
Theron gives me a wave and a smile
walk into Benny's he pours me a malbec
Rob at the end of the bar calls me a snob
raises his glass rings out an old Irish toast
the pet store closed so did the grain elevator
got a grant for...
#identity
#America
#tradition
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8 Comments
Ego Obsolete
i am not my past.
change is terrifying
to untamed minds.
i am not my trauma.
ego promotes procrastination
stops me from starting new projects.
i am not this fear.
ego protects me from failure
while hindering possibilities of success
i am not this thought.
ego is darkness,
outdated fight-or-flight mechanism.
ego is expert
at constructing resistances
ego accumulates rationalizations:
why i am unloved, unaccepted, unhappy.
i am not this guilt.
...
change is terrifying
to untamed minds.
i am not my trauma.
ego promotes procrastination
stops me from starting new projects.
i am not this fear.
ego protects me from failure
while hindering possibilities of success
i am not this thought.
ego is darkness,
outdated fight-or-flight mechanism.
ego is expert
at constructing resistances
ego accumulates rationalizations:
why i am unloved, unaccepted, unhappy.
i am not this guilt.
...
#identity
#SelfReflection
#meditation
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2 Comments
Take Care of Yourself First
The days feel like they are shorter
and we seem to be even busier
Constantly running from place to place
Moving from one task to another
without having time to pause
And before we know it
another day goes away
This ceaseless cycle can easily lead into a burnout
Spinning out of control and into a precipice
And once at the bottom
Only then do we reflect
Asking “how did I get here?”
We should look inward now
And start taking care of ourselves first
Body and mind
And this will...
and we seem to be even busier
Constantly running from place to place
Moving from one task to another
without having time to pause
And before we know it
another day goes away
This ceaseless cycle can easily lead into a burnout
Spinning out of control and into a precipice
And once at the bottom
Only then do we reflect
Asking “how did I get here?”
We should look inward now
And start taking care of ourselves first
Body and mind
And this will...
#identity
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth #NaPoWriMo2024
#SelfWorth #NaPoWriMo2024
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1 Comment
Dueling
#strength
#identity
#myself
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6 Comments
My Heart Is A Bonfire
I voyage onward
Somewhere between the wreckage and the destination
Trying to decipher it all in the analytics of a fractured observation
Overshadowed by the light of days coinciding
The thunder of these moments, memories fighting
Trying to find my spotlight in the sun
Get me over my self
When the heart beat is heavy for ego driven reflections
In these broken record serenades of acceptance cravings for the damages of rejections
My thoughts betray me to heartache
Overdosing on overrated highs
There’s blood on my hands...
Somewhere between the wreckage and the destination
Trying to decipher it all in the analytics of a fractured observation
Overshadowed by the light of days coinciding
The thunder of these moments, memories fighting
Trying to find my spotlight in the sun
Get me over my self
When the heart beat is heavy for ego driven reflections
In these broken record serenades of acceptance cravings for the damages of rejections
My thoughts betray me to heartache
Overdosing on overrated highs
There’s blood on my hands...
#identity
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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One fish, Two Fish - NaPoWriMo 10
Inside me are
one fish, two fish
at the least,
The dreamiest goldfish
daydreaming away
into obliviousness
you have ever known
so out of touch
they forget the previous moment
in favour of naive fondness
eager to look on the positive
and the golden lining.
And a surprise Shark
snarling and snapping away
in sudden savage attack
with a grinning quip
of deepest blue
to flush blood into the water
and a sharp erect fin
that will hardly finish anytime soon,
slapping some colour into...
one fish, two fish
at the least,
The dreamiest goldfish
daydreaming away
into obliviousness
you have ever known
so out of touch
they forget the previous moment
in favour of naive fondness
eager to look on the positive
and the golden lining.
And a surprise Shark
snarling and snapping away
in sudden savage attack
with a grinning quip
of deepest blue
to flush blood into the water
and a sharp erect fin
that will hardly finish anytime soon,
slapping some colour into...
#identity
#water
#fish
#SelfReflection
#NaPoWriMo2024
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1 Comment
Hero’s Stories
blossoms flutter on ancient tree,
still capable of bearing fruit
black bird fully formed, takes flight.
some paths more hazardous than others.
select a wrong one, and destination
grows farther with each wing beat.
each detour, each obstacle, an opportunity.
the Quest its own reward.
some words old, significance forgotten.
bits added to bits over spans of time
stories imperfectly recalled,
flawed language shaping narratives.
in the end, defining ourselves by tales told,
pictures hung on...
still capable of bearing fruit
black bird fully formed, takes flight.
some paths more hazardous than others.
select a wrong one, and destination
grows farther with each wing beat.
each detour, each obstacle, an opportunity.
the Quest its own reward.
some words old, significance forgotten.
bits added to bits over spans of time
stories imperfectly recalled,
flawed language shaping narratives.
in the end, defining ourselves by tales told,
pictures hung on...
#identity
#narrative
#memories
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2 Comments
Dramatis Personae
Raised on movies and TV
Taught to type cast.
memorizing mannerisms,
tonality of speech, general bearing
of numberless character actors,
and stars in
the celluloid firmament
Knowing beforehand
who will be cast
as a kind or mean
mom or dad.
Who will play the role
of the corrupt or honest
cop or politician.
who is evil as Hitler,
good as Mr. Rogers
in his mythical neighborhood.
who done it, who didn't
~spoiler alert~
In the ubiquitous,
oh so enjoyable,
murder mystery,
the famous...
Taught to type cast.
memorizing mannerisms,
tonality of speech, general bearing
of numberless character actors,
and stars in
the celluloid firmament
Knowing beforehand
who will be cast
as a kind or mean
mom or dad.
Who will play the role
of the corrupt or honest
cop or politician.
who is evil as Hitler,
good as Mr. Rogers
in his mythical neighborhood.
who done it, who didn't
~spoiler alert~
In the ubiquitous,
oh so enjoyable,
murder mystery,
the famous...
#identity
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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2 Comments
The Apple and the Tree
I’ve often wondered about these phrases
“The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree”
Or
“The sins of the father are visited upon…”
But now that I have sons, I reflect on it in poetry
My father made his own choices and paid dearly
Just as his father did when he died somewhat young
So, am I destined to make the same mistakes?
Or did I break the cycle, if I may be sharp tongued
I’ve tried to write verses of nurture versus nature
With curses and swears that I would never be that way
I just made brand new mistakes, slip-ups and...
“The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree”
Or
“The sins of the father are visited upon…”
But now that I have sons, I reflect on it in poetry
My father made his own choices and paid dearly
Just as his father did when he died somewhat young
So, am I destined to make the same mistakes?
Or did I break the cycle, if I may be sharp tongued
I’ve tried to write verses of nurture versus nature
With curses and swears that I would never be that way
I just made brand new mistakes, slip-ups and...
#identity
#inspirational
#philosophical #PersonalGrowth
#philosophical #PersonalGrowth
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4 Comments
Choose Your Words...Carefully
There is power in words and the way we choose to respond
Pausing
Thinking in those split seconds knowing that what we say next
Will have weight…
…and consequence
- Wisdom
- Courage
- Justice
- Temperance
These serve as guiding stars as we traverse
Through life in the universe
Like light illuminating the path we’re on
Directing us to true north
Using the intelligence of the wise
The bravery of the courageous
The fairness of the righteous
And the self-control of those seeking truth ...
Pausing
Thinking in those split seconds knowing that what we say next
Will have weight…
…and consequence
- Wisdom
- Courage
- Justice
- Temperance
These serve as guiding stars as we traverse
Through life in the universe
Like light illuminating the path we’re on
Directing us to true north
Using the intelligence of the wise
The bravery of the courageous
The fairness of the righteous
And the self-control of those seeking truth ...
#identity
#philosophical
#morality #NaPoWriMo2024
#morality #NaPoWriMo2024
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3 Comments
AS I ORBIT THESE CITY SIDEWALKS (6-31-1990; San Diego, California)
all these hard city sidewalks
and streets
hot asphalt
and cracked broken concrete
measured by feelings
under my weak weary
tired stepping feet
bring long passed forgotten
ghost s histories
and their still resonantly lingering
echoing blues to mind
from all the varied me s and you s
who ve passed over these very same
paths walkways streets and roads before...
and streets
hot asphalt
and cracked broken concrete
measured by feelings
under my weak weary
tired stepping feet
bring long passed forgotten
ghost s histories
and their still resonantly lingering
echoing blues to mind
from all the varied me s and you s
who ve passed over these very same
paths walkways streets and roads before...
#identity
#memories
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
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0 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Identity Seeking Honest Critique