Self Discovery

By: Taylor Hunter

I have to live with myself and so

I want to be fit for myself to know.
I want to be able as days go by,
always to look myself straight in the eye;
I don't want to stand with the setting sun
and hate myself for the things I have done.
I don't want to keep on a closet shelf
a lot of secrets about myself
and fool myself as I come and go
into thinking no one else will ever know
the kind of person I really am,
I don't want to dress up myself in sham.
I want to go out with my head erect
I want to deserve all men's respect;
but here in the struggle for fame and wealth
I want to be able to like myself.
I don't want to look at myself and know that
I am bluster and bluff and empty show.
I never can hide myself from me;
I see what others may never see;
I know what others may never know,
I never can fool myself and so,
whatever happens I want to be
self respecting and conscience free.

Myself
By: Edgar Albert
Guest

Analysis
Poetic Devices:
1. Rhyme Scheme:

I want to be able as days go by,

Always to look myself straight in the eye;
I dont want to stand with the setting sun
and hate myself for the things I have done

2. Symbolism: Setting sun, Closet shelf.

3. Metaphor: I don't want to keep on a closet shelf
a lot of secrets about myself

Meaning:

The Narrator wants to live a life of honesty, transparency and dignity and when looking back on life have

no moral regrets.

Narrator:

This is a first person narrator and is most likely the poet.

Type of poem:

This type of poem is a reflective lyric.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

The Road Not

Taken
By: Robert Frost

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference

Analysis
Poetic Devices:
1. Alliteration:

Because it was grassy and wanted wear (W Consecutive and Starting with the same
sound)

2. Metaphor: Two roads diverge in a yellow wood

Extended Metaphor: The entire poem is an extended metaphor because it is about making
3. Hyperbole: Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back.
Meaning:

The two paths represent choices, each one represents choosing different directions in life.

Narrator:

This poem is written in first person, the narrator is the poet.

Type of poem:

This type of poem is a narrative ballad.

Be Yourself By: Ellen Bailey

Why would you want to be someone else
When you could be better by being yourself
Why pretend to be someone you are not
When you have something they haven't got
Cheating yourself of the life you have to live
Deprives others of that only which you can give
You have much more to offer by being just you
Than walking around in someone else's shoes
Trying to live the life of another is a mistake
It is a masquerade; nothing more than a fake
Be yourself and let your qualities show through
Others will love you more for being just you
Remember that God loves you just as you are
To Him you are already a bright shining star
Family and friends will love you more too
If you spent time practicing just being you.

Analysis
Poetic Devices:
1. Rhetorical Question:

Why would you wanna be someone else when you could be better being
yourself

2. Rhyme scheme:

3.

Why pretend to be someone you are not

When you have something they haven't got
Allusion:Referring to God. Remember that God loves you just as you are to Him you are already a bright
shining star

Meaning:
Narrator:

To live your life by your rules and your convictions, to be yourself not someone else.
The narrator in this poem is the poet.

Type of poem:

This type of poem is a reflective lyric.

The Guest House By: Rumi

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.
Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

Analysis
Poetic Devices:
1. Metaphor:
2. Simile:

Crowd of sorrows

Be grateful for whatever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond

3. Personification:

crowd of sorrows, who sweep your house

Meaning:

Every emotion you feel in life is unavoidable but it's how you choose to live with these emotions.

Narrator:

The narrator of this poem is the house or the poet.

Type of poem:

This type of poem is a lyric.

I decided to include
this short film in my
project of Self
Discovery even
though the film is
named Identity only
when you discover
yourself can you begin
to identify with who
you truly are. The girl
in this film follows her
own path and chooses
to live as her true self,
rather than someone
else's idea of what/
who she should be.

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