Poems About Identity by Top Critiquers
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Poems about identity by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
6th May 2021 4:10pm
6th May 2021 4:10pm
We are Earth
all of us
our unique fingerprint
carved into the present
moment of memory
We are earth
from root to crown
our individual history
recorded in each line
Sacred geometry manifests
patterns of existence
into the living
until fossilized
underground
We are Earth
experiencing form
all of us
~
our unique fingerprint
carved into the present
moment of memory
We are earth
from root to crown
our individual history
recorded in each line
Sacred geometry manifests
patterns of existence
into the living
until fossilized
underground
We are Earth
experiencing form
all of us
~
#identity
#nature
#spiritual
#LifeCycle
#philosophical
1255 reads
45 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
4th Jun 2024 12:21pm
4th Jun 2024 12:21pm
artwork in progress
how long was it...
after they started telling you who to be
pigeon-holing & guilt shaming
putting up roadblocks & detours
planting landmines in your path
trying to force you onto their road
...before you finally gave up
...
caving to their demands
settling into their assigned mediocrity
because standing out...
...felt like being a target
& that takes too much energy
bullshit words spoken
eventually taken on board
as reality
...
one child encouraged
follow your wildest dreams
if you...
after they started telling you who to be
pigeon-holing & guilt shaming
putting up roadblocks & detours
planting landmines in your path
trying to force you onto their road
...before you finally gave up
...
caving to their demands
settling into their assigned mediocrity
because standing out...
...felt like being a target
& that takes too much energy
bullshit words spoken
eventually taken on board
as reality
...
one child encouraged
follow your wildest dreams
if you...
#identity
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
216 reads
12 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
27th Jan 2024 8:27pm
27th Jan 2024 8:27pm
Azazel_ One Love
I'm not of anything flesh
Yet I am flesh
There are those that arrived so far after me
Yet they claim to know my origin, why can't they let it be
I was manifested of dark matter and transported to Pangea
My arrival caused tectonic collisions that you wouldn't believe
Water levels risen, continents suddenly created as they divided
I caught a wave on a land mass and decided to ride it
Crashed into North America creating the Appalachian Chain
Populated both land masses through parthenogenesis before taking off again
Took my time across...
Yet I am flesh
There are those that arrived so far after me
Yet they claim to know my origin, why can't they let it be
I was manifested of dark matter and transported to Pangea
My arrival caused tectonic collisions that you wouldn't believe
Water levels risen, continents suddenly created as they divided
I caught a wave on a land mass and decided to ride it
Crashed into North America creating the Appalachian Chain
Populated both land masses through parthenogenesis before taking off again
Took my time across...
#identity
#humankind
190 reads
5 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
17th Jul 2024 10:25pm
17th Jul 2024 10:25pm
Litmus Don
Good folks have wondered long and hard...
"Why does god give us evil men?"
Like a wealthy social retard
who cannot quit his tyrant yen
which savvy youngsters know as cringe
and older folks know this as well
but use the phrase..."lunatic fringe",
mixed now with VonShitzinpant smell
(no litmus needed to detect).
But what of the sycophant strain
such despots are bound to collect?
How do we tell dude boon from bane?
It's by all of their Old Glory swag
that we know that they've sold out our...
"Why does god give us evil men?"
Like a wealthy social retard
who cannot quit his tyrant yen
which savvy youngsters know as cringe
and older folks know this as well
but use the phrase..."lunatic fringe",
mixed now with VonShitzinpant smell
(no litmus needed to detect).
But what of the sycophant strain
such despots are bound to collect?
How do we tell dude boon from bane?
It's by all of their Old Glory swag
that we know that they've sold out our...
#identity
207 reads
3 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
16th Dec 2020 9:00pm
16th Dec 2020 9:00pm
Genesis of a Nemesis
Rock steady lady you my only successor..
I wrote my genesis turn the pages, learn to be the next inquisitor..
Hard men aiming at my Jack pots..
Earned through the years, hitting lottos..
A decade I spent at Guantanamo..
Feels like those three days of the condor.. Newscasters keep on knocking on my door..
All they want to broadcast me through el mundo..
Morning papers reading I am a warlord.. Just coz I rabble and rouse like a mob boss..
Treasures in my...
I wrote my genesis turn the pages, learn to be the next inquisitor..
Hard men aiming at my Jack pots..
Earned through the years, hitting lottos..
A decade I spent at Guantanamo..
Feels like those three days of the condor.. Newscasters keep on knocking on my door..
All they want to broadcast me through el mundo..
Morning papers reading I am a warlord.. Just coz I rabble and rouse like a mob boss..
Treasures in my...
#identity
#mirror
#SelfReflection #choices
#SelfReflection #choices
420 reads
0 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 7:36pm
5th Jan 2025 7:36pm
~back off the mindless mindkill... a roadkill is better off? not so either
#conflict
#identity
#love
#lust
#spiritual
69 reads
2 Comments
Duende
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2024 2:00am
23rd Mar 2024 2:00am
Glass Box
the womb of the
woman who gave
birth to me was
brutally cut open
with a knife scary
hands wrapped
in plastic pulled
me out suddenly
& put me in a box
...made of glass
it's said it feels
like an invasion
creating a sense
of unsafety for the
...harmless baby
reading about it
it all made sense
the nightmares i
had as a child of
being put in a box
and thrown into the
water or left behind
in a burning forest
...in a...
woman who gave
birth to me was
brutally cut open
with a knife scary
hands wrapped
in plastic pulled
me out suddenly
& put me in a box
...made of glass
it's said it feels
like an invasion
creating a sense
of unsafety for the
...harmless baby
reading about it
it all made sense
the nightmares i
had as a child of
being put in a box
and thrown into the
water or left behind
in a burning forest
...in a...
#birth
#identity
262 reads
22 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 1:05pm
10th Jan 2025 1:05pm
Obdormiam in lumine tuo.
Full moon full of flashes and shadows,
Illuminate the night with your mysterious glow.
Lonely path, under your intense gaze,
you reflect ancient secrets in the still waters.
The breeze whispers stories of times gone by
and the trees dance to the sound of the wind.
In every shadow, a hidden enigma,
in every flash, a waking dream.
Serene night, stage of fantasies,
where the moon is queen and guide.
Your silver face watches in silence
the lost steps, the wandering souls.
Under its light, the world takes on a new tone. ...
Illuminate the night with your mysterious glow.
Lonely path, under your intense gaze,
you reflect ancient secrets in the still waters.
The breeze whispers stories of times gone by
and the trees dance to the sound of the wind.
In every shadow, a hidden enigma,
in every flash, a waking dream.
Serene night, stage of fantasies,
where the moon is queen and guide.
Your silver face watches in silence
the lost steps, the wandering souls.
Under its light, the world takes on a new tone. ...
#dreams
#identity
#moon
#night
#silence
58 reads
10 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
94 reads
15 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
8th Aug 2024 6:18pm
8th Aug 2024 6:18pm
Young Hearts Run Free (Straight Talk Live)
I have been getting out of my bed, checking my voicemail before the crack of dawn to make sure none of my nursing staff has called off and me rushing around to find a replacement, or pay someone time and a half to cover, or the last resort of my passion, me filling in, passing out medications, checking Traches, draining colotomy bags, making sure patients who are bed ridden are rotated, assisting a Patient Care Assocaite or a LPN with bathing, giving insulin injections, then between the clinical duties and checking in my office to make sure no calls from Medicare for services reimbursement,...
#aging
#identity
#peace
#philosophical
#wisdom
271 reads
5 Comments
MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
5th May 2024 5:20pm
5th May 2024 5:20pm
Paths Of Inspiration And Guidance
What am I...
Who am I...
Why would I myself wonder and ask
Don’t I know that one dwelling in me
The one in the mirror gazing at me
That one in complexions
Resembling me
In reflections
You have to see me
*****
When asked to myself present
Waiting and pondering to no end
How would I myself define
Is it what I do occupy
And my worth certify
Would that just be fine
Or shall I add the thoughts and visions
that feed what I see and envision
Consider the...
Who am I...
Why would I myself wonder and ask
Don’t I know that one dwelling in me
The one in the mirror gazing at me
That one in complexions
Resembling me
In reflections
You have to see me
*****
When asked to myself present
Waiting and pondering to no end
How would I myself define
Is it what I do occupy
And my worth certify
Would that just be fine
Or shall I add the thoughts and visions
that feed what I see and envision
Consider the...
#admiration
#emotions
#gratitude
#respect
#identity
268 reads
8 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 10:46pm
2nd Apr 2024 10:46pm
Churn
Those ever opposing walls
Which constrict when we breathe
Constrain our moves
Hedge up the way
Echoing stones
When its time to go
When all things oppose
Uniting in, "No!"
The silence of friends
Indifference of foes
As you struggle in woe
Torn, all alone
Betwixt and between
As if rooted in stone
Still
Come hours or days
Choices
Promises made
Life, lies,
Compromise
Nails somehow
As you wither and die
All your allowed
Is the will to oppose
Which constrict when we breathe
Constrain our moves
Hedge up the way
Echoing stones
When its time to go
When all things oppose
Uniting in, "No!"
The silence of friends
Indifference of foes
As you struggle in woe
Torn, all alone
Betwixt and between
As if rooted in stone
Still
Come hours or days
Choices
Promises made
Life, lies,
Compromise
Nails somehow
As you wither and die
All your allowed
Is the will to oppose
#identity
#LifeStruggles
135 reads
2 Comments
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