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Don't Ask Me Who I Am
Who am I? Who are you to ask?
Look beyond the present - it’s here cos there’s a past.
Thirty years previous, this man was just a boy
With the world at his feet, but far beyond his reach.
His little arms grew and the world did too
I’ve walked a thousand miles in different shoes
Down pivotal paths and risky routes
Met a host of folk in passing, heard words I hope weren’t lasting.
Picking up on every vibe, whilst homing in on one
Pretending to be busy on their phones and never done
I wonder why they smile once they disregard what’s said
They ask how someone is and then erase it from their head
Overloaded senses - when sensations are relentless
But avoiding all, the big and small, renders life eventless
I’m defenceless, but not yet unyielding
The best defence is not to shield them
So, I make a plan and then attack it
With success in sight, the future’s bright and I’ll crack it
The worlds still at my feet, and I’m on the brink to grab it
Well-grounded in fact, yes, I like the sound of it
It works and I’ve expounded it, digression is unfounded
I’m a human like us all, and like us all I am unique
Life changes like the weather’s many troughs and peaks
Does it matter who we are, or are what matters feelings?
Don’t ask me who I am, ask me how I am, and mean it.
About This Poem
Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
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neopoet
2 months 2 weeks ago
Neopoet AI [2025-04]
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:
This poem explores identity and interpersonal connection with a reflective and conversational tone. The opening lines immediately challenge the reader’s impulse to define the speaker, setting up a theme of complexity and growth over time. The use of temporal shifts ("Thirty years previous," "The world still at my feet") effectively conveys personal evolution and the ongoing journey of self-discovery.
The poem’s imagery—“walked a thousand miles in different shoes,” “pivotal paths and risky routes”—is metaphorically rich, illustrating varied life experiences and perspectives. These images help ground abstract ideas about identity in tangible experiences, which strengthens the poem’s emotional resonance.
The middle section shifts focus to social interactions, capturing a sense of alienation and superficiality in modern communication (“Pretending to be busy on their phones,” “They ask how someone is and then erase it from their head”). This critique feels timely and relatable, though the phrasing could be tightened for greater impact. For example, the line “I wonder why they smile once they disregard what’s said” might be reworked for clarity and rhythm.
The poem’s rhythm is mostly conversational but occasionally uneven, which can disrupt flow. Paying attention to meter and line breaks could enhance readability and emphasize key moments. For instance, the transition from “I’m defenceless, but not yet unyielding / The best defence is not to shield them” introduces an intriguing paradox but might benefit from a pause or punctuation to clarify the relationship between these ideas.
The closing lines pose a thoughtful question about the nature of identity versus feelings and end with a poignant request for genuine connection (“Don’t ask me who I am, ask me how I am, and mean it”). This conclusion effectively encapsulates the poem’s central message, inviting empathy rather than labels.
Consider experimenting with varied line lengths and more deliberate punctuation to create stronger emphasis and pacing. Additionally, refining some of the more abstract or generalized phrases into vivid, specific images could deepen the reader’s engagement. Overall, the poem offers a sincere meditation on selfhood and social interaction that could be sharpened through focused editing of rhythm and imagery.
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Clentin
2 months 1 week ago
Liked your poem, especially…
Liked your poem, especially the last two lines! How true!