My True Identity
by fairgrace (Member) - published: November 25, 2005
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My True Identity..

It seems it has no importance
As you don’t know who I am,
Where I am from,
Which race I belong to,
Or what my cultural background is

Yet you know that I am a human
With emotions so sheer
That I am a friend and not an enemy
As I always wish you the best
That I always love to share
As my aim is to take and to give

You are able to know all of that
Just because you read me
You found me in my own words
Writing is that kind of art
That breaks all boundaries
And maims all the distances

November 24th

------
Sometimes we must be hurt in order to grow..
Sometimes we must fail in order to know..
Sometimes we must lose in order to gain..
Because some lessons in life are best learned through PAIN..!!
author unknown

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The following comments are for "My True Identity"
by fairgrace

fairgrace/ On maiming "distance"
Hiba- Indeed, just as painters or composers, poets produce universal art. Transliteration sometimes alters intent, but for most part we set free pieces of ourselves...To become part of/forming a collectively shared cosmic puzzle.

Great final line...

Ciao,
Bobby

( Posted by: Bobby7L [Member] On: November 25, 2005 )

Insightful
Really enjoyed this poem...

You are able to know all of that
Just because you read me
You found me in my own words

So beautiful. For someone to grasp a side of who you really are, just by reading your art, quite a magical thing.

Yet you know that I am a human
With emotions so sheer

I loved this, its like, you dont have to know every little thing about someone to truly love them, sometimes just knowing the basics is all you need

( Posted by: Essence [Member] On: November 25, 2005 )

Fairgrace's identity
Yes!

I've long been saying "it doesn't matter, it spirits"

Your poem illustrates that affirmation.

Emotions, to me, are always "sheer", though. Emotions are see-through truths. There are those who like to opacify their emotions, however...I'm glad you don't.

"You found me in my own words":
this is the line which constitutes the insight here. On this site, the poet is the poem.

Thank you for this reflection.

( Posted by: windchime [Member] On: November 25, 2005 )

This is nice one...
...Fairgrace, Our true identity is human that's all. Nothing else...just great work.

GSVK

( Posted by: G.S.VASUKUMAR [Member] On: November 26, 2005 )

oh hiba
that was a different style of yours,but u're definitely proving ur talent.
i liked the concept of being a human ,but that's only you hiba and it should be.unfortunately many ppl r not humans and this is sad.i like ur sense of humanity and this is one of the basics,i believe.
keep writing hiba,u're gonna be one of the best writers i've ever met.
bye

( Posted by: tinylulu [Member] On: November 28, 2005 )

True Fairgrace
Really beautiful, Hiba! To think how young you are and how much you are already atuned to- that is artist, in all forms.
At first glance, it does seem to have little importance who we are, but for looking back, we get to read something beautiful like this!

I can't pick a favorite line yet, too many to meander through- very nice!

best blessings-
Elizabeth

( Posted by: emaks [Member] On: December 3, 2005 )

True Id.
Hi Hiba! I came back to reread and let you know my favorite parts.
I love the "sheer emotions". I got an image of something like a sheer curtain, only slightly masking the light within. Emotions do reighn in the poetic!

I also really like "You found me in my own words".
We do put our hearts out there in our words and you phrased this eloquently.
Keep writing Hiba!
blessings-
Elizabeth

( Posted by: emaks [Member] On: December 3, 2005 )

Id
heba i liked this a lot , because it's so simple and straight from the heart. it's also so true , writing does over come all boundries and reminds us of a great truth which is no matter what the colour of our skin is we are all in this together(life).
god bless...
abi

( Posted by: abi [Member] On: December 4, 2005 )

ID
Hiba,
This is straight from the heart. This poem makes me see you as an amazing person. Thanks for the good read.

( Posted by: Serendipity [Member] On: December 4, 2005 )

breaks all boundaries
It seems it has no importance
As you don’t know who I am,
Where I am from,
Which race I belong to,
Or what my cultural background is

Yes, easy to say it doesn't matter, these people don't relate to me, why should I care.... but it does... ties are deeper than the physical.

Yet you know that I am a human
With emotions so sheer
That I am a friend and not an enemy
As I always wish you the best
That I always love to share
As my aim is to take and to give

Now etheral conections are being forged with unspoken confirmation that you are being accepted for what you are, what you give of yourself......

You are able to know all of that
Just because you read me
You found me in my own words
Writing is that kind of art
That breaks all boundaries
And maims all the distances

My favorite stanza and how true... probably the most profound six lines I have encountered showing what poetry should mean, the opening of your soul for examination....

For a confimed addict of rhyming poetry I was surprised to find so much within this piece written in freestyle.

Namaste,

ivor

( Posted by: ivordavies [Member] On: December 6, 2005 )

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