Identity
free flow of poetry on my thoughts on the self
Who am I?
thoughts swirling forever in my mind
never finding answers in this grind
for who I am and who I’m meant to be
pain pulsating endlessly
mentally
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Entity
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Identity
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Existing in nature reluctantly
following rules and set glossaries
for living life as they let it be
society
enclosed within this fallacy
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Our existence is persistent
gluttonous and malignant
amenable but capricious
righteous
wicked
kindness
twisted
...Human...
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Many forms we don when we leave home
disguised by whatever is needed
underneath, the missing self sits alone
awaiting the identity we conceded
to break free from societal pressures
sets of guidelines made by others
to form thoughts in minds and smother
any form of self and free thought.
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What is it to be a human?
so many facets to life reflect who we are:
what we like and don’t like
what we do when in strife
how we act with others around against
how we act when nothing surrounds
that is quite profound...
am I truly myself?
or am I putting on airs while compressing under my shell?
About the Creator
Mohammed Darasi
I write fiction, poetry and occasional articles about interesting topics. I recently created a website (just because) which I will be posting my writing in (among other things). it would be great if you check it out. https://mindpit.co.uk/
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Your diction is fitting. And your ideas flow seemingly effortlessly. Well done!
This is so deep and so moving!! Magical writing and very deserving of Top Story. Congrats!
Wow Mohammed, this was such a great thought provoking poem! It was insightful and a great cause for some self reflection on my end. Congratulations on Top Story!
Profound and well done!!💙Anneliese
This was beautifully written
first of all, CONGRATULATIONS ON TS... now, I love this poem and the thought behind it. I decided, years ago to just be me. I now carry the attitude that if people don't like me, they can ignore me... many do and it's their loss, not mine. (I'm not really a grumpy old lady, just someone who decided to stop pleasing everyone)
So many great questions, thoughts, and observations! Love how your poetry always gets me to sit and ponder, stretching my mind in new ways. Great job, Mohammed! 💫💞💫