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Best Poems About / On IDENTITY
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A Pallet of Thoughts
A Pallet of Thoughts
by
Barnali Saha
A pallet of thoughts
A garland of emotions
A thousand imagery of faded dreams
gloat like dried leaves of winter
I have a world to care about
Thousand feeling to heed to
But often in the middle of the tale
I forget about myself
My own identity, specter thin
sick and ill with ignorance
As I care about what is around I forget about myself
Soon I will breathe the last breath
Soon to rest I will go
Caring about the universe
While forgetting my own place.
People will come people will go
But the earth will never stop the eternal flow
My cells will turn to dust in time
My identity lost and gone
In the cold bed I will think of forgotten pleasures and my broken dreams
My xanthous features bedaubed with painful pleasure
I may repent, I may whine
While cold death run down my spine
About how I cared for the world while she thwarted me like that broken toy
A toy is what I have been, a playmate to this world
To its desire I gave in, to its pleasure I yielded
I thought about it day in and out
But in the end when my heart pound
The world will move on relentlessly
I am but a passing fancy.
Barnali Saha
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Changing Identities
Changing Identities
I was born as a son to my mother and
Grew as brother to my sisters
I gained knowledge as a student and
I moved with my dears as a friend
I rushed behind the money as a worker and
married a girl as her husband
I had sons and daughters as a father and
Chased many businesses as a topper
I had son and daughter in laws as an In law and
followed the words of nobles as a follower
I prayed my lords as a devotee and
hold a stick, wore a glass as an oldman
I was taken as a procession in bed as a body and
burnt in to ashes as a Hasthi
I am now in the air as air
Who am I? My Lord! in this world
Created me with a lot of changing identities
Hasthi is the ash of human body come after funeral it will be mixed with in the
Holy rivers to fulfill the life of a human soul
SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN
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Our identity!
Who am I?
A poet or a doctor?
A Muslim or a Bangladeshi?
A boy or a son?
Who am I?
I dream, I love,
I speak, I write,
I hate, I like,
I laugh, I cry,
I walk, I run,
I stand, I sit.
I find nothing special,
That can prove me superior,
I am just like others,
I got the bloody fleshy body,
I got the emotional crazy mind,
So what is my identity?
I am just a man.
We all are the man,
Above all identities,
We need to prove,
That we are man.
No religion or race,
No relations or nationality.
We all stand on a same platform,
That reminds us that we are man.
kafil uddin raihan.
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Masked
Mask your face
Hide from the world
Dance in the darkness
They don't know you
They can't see you
Just a smiling unknown face
A mask to hide yourself
Try on a new identity
A new name
A new face
A mask to hide behind
Slip into another's life
Then all at once you are gone
And a stranger stands in your place
Here we stand
But where are you?
Who am I?
Just a mask in the sea of masked faces
Sequins and feathers
Plastic smiles and paper mache
Painted expressionless
Black and white
Hidden in plain sight
I look for your eyes
The only things not covered
But even here
Mascara and glitter
Where are you?
I rip off a mask
She explodes into dust
I pull off another
And he falls away in a shower of glitter
Must I unmask an entire crowd
Just to find you?
Just to know me?
Masquerade
Where are our identities?
We left them at the door with our hats and cloaks
All we are now are
Masks
Sequins and feathers
Tsunami HiroshiSu
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