Best Poems About / On IDENTITY
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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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The perfection of anonymity
Even in the place where some knew my name
I walked unknown though, occasionally, some would mutter,
some would mouth a whisper:
That's him
and point in the direction.
Here, however, is the perfection of anonymity
for I
not only go without an identity,
I go too without a name.
Here, however, as
I slip through department stores and streets
and get off trains and walk into stations
like a shadow
as one more in the crowd
is the perfection of my anonymity for I not only
go without an identity, I go too without a name.
(from The Migrant - notes of a newcomer (February 1997- July 1998))
Raj Arumugam
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in that moment: a meditation
one comes to the water, to the ocean, and one observes
without a companion, without chatter and with bodily stillness, and with no projection of ones one expectations and conditioning, one observes
one sees what is before one
and in that moment, in that instant, there is no one there with an identity; no one coming from the past to say: this is what I am; this is what I did and this was done to me; and such a person did this; and in that moment, in that observing, in that seeing of the ocean, of the water, in the seeing of what is before one, there is none that asserts its identity; there is none to speak of its name and its nationality and its pride and associations and its past, and there is none to reach out for a future: there is the moment; the stillness; the silence
Raj Arumugam
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Where did i go wrong?
Where did i go wrong?
At which lanes of life?
On which lawns of eternity?
From where did i go astray?
From the dreams of my gods
Defying the hopes of my loved ones
Why did i dissociate my identity?
Why did i allow myself to vapourise and
fly up above in air?
Why did i pluralize my singleton identity?
yet i simper in front of my mirror
yet i resuscitate and love life with bliss.
Anirudh Induchudan Anirudh Induchudan
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