Identity Poems | Examples of Identity Poetry

Stitch up my soul, with threads of the moon, so as night falls, as it’s sure to, soon, I can be a luminary, roaming, in her runes. ...Read the rest...

I got a problem, it’s with my son. He seems so different, the odd one. It’s not unusual with lads his age. They’re going through so many emotions at that phase. Nah this is different, he’s acting strange. It’s like...Read the rest...

SHAPE SHIFTING SOUL Today I shall be as an angel Or as many may just imagine A kind of shape shifting soul Committed to a worthy role Sometimes the stuff of legend Visiting Earth to arrange all But tomorrow I shall be...Read the rest...

Of many Trails walked Many lie in new awesome Lucid wonderment's. Unexpected Gates Found in curious dreaming's Trails for exploring… More, than I thought known More, then I can understand Add to living life. Beyond... just 3D Imagination’s trails Other Sun’s shining From free...Read the rest...

Would you remember me When there's not much of me left? When I'm faded, Like a rock chipped away by erosion. Would you remember me When you're almost unrecognisable? When I don't think I know who you are anymore; Like a tree...Read the rest...

Ideality; the quality of being ideal. That’s what I mean when I say ‘My heart Resonates with gentle colours of feathers while My eye is cautious of twigs with thorns and twigs With small glints of flames on...Read the rest...

I profess that, my heart, entombed, as it might appear, knows not another way, other than to find warmth, in the sorrow of my breath, broken softly, by each word, I use, to attempt and explain, how I feel, on any...Read the rest...

A is an ape who wishes he were a man - why? B is a butterfly who dreamed he was a man - why not? C is the cat who wants to sit in my chair, when...Read the rest...

PEARL This damned speck here is so irritating I’ll try and cover it to find some peace The only resolution I have is to calcify It’ll take some time, but at least I’ll try Hopefully then, this itching will cease I...Read the rest...

Ode for a Fortunate Infant Newborn: Smacked and Screaming — Hardly more than a new fact, A statistic Already forgetting The crush into Becoming. This “tabula...Read the rest...

Start from the bottom I climb mountains past the storm The sun reflects me...Read the rest...

She's a poet who writes for relief and that made her a thief Destroy every joyful people's belief because she writes poetry that will make you feel such grief....Read the rest...

My mind had always wondered of those we live among, too many times I heard the tales and even learned the song. For in this world, the mortal world, the land of good and sin,...Read the rest...

I Twisted chains bite deep Terrorizing the flesh And making it cry A small beam of light In an otherwise dark room All that one could cling to The steady drip, drip, drip But the light provides little warmth In the face of biting...Read the rest...

I’m struck by the stark contrast of her image which leaps out against a black background Meeting the gaze of her piercing blue eyes I find her so beautiful much more alluring than the Mona Lisa A colourful teal and gold turban hides her...Read the rest...