Home and identity – Poetry Slam

The GK Q2 Eng/Harz wrote some poems on the topic Home is where your heart is.

Have fun and enjoy!

A poetry slam is a competition in which poets perform spoken word poetry.. Poetry slams began in Chicago in 1984 with its first competition designed to move poetry recitals from academia to a popular audience when American poet Marc Smith began experimenting with existing open microphone venues for poetry readings by making them competitive.

These poems were written to be read aloud.


people gathered inside house sitting on sofa

Home means comfort.


means safety

At home you can rest

At home you can recharge

You can be your true self

At home

Home is where your heart is

My heart is with my friends

Friends mean comfort

Friends mean safety.

With friends you can rest

With friends you can recharge

You can be your true self

with your friends

Friends are home.


photo of person walking on deserted island

A weird crowd of thoughts flow through my brain

There is no way to explain

While life is not waiting

I lost all track of time

everything freezes

it´s forever quarter past nine

The information

in my quarter past nine

is dismembered in peaces

I ´m at home but don´t feel at home

because I´m alone

and on my own

My heart lives

in the


photography of person wearing hoodie jacket


Home is where your heart is

but what does home mean?

Home is not a certain place

but all places you want to be.

it´s defined by the city you were born in

but defined by it for you

to be free.

Home does not have to be a town or a house

it also can be different persons and things you like

because home is a feeling.

And for you it should feel allright.

So don´t waste time

take a risk

as long as you follow your heart-

´cause Home is where your heart is.


photo of yellow arrow road signage


I am Turkish

I don´t own a flower shop

neither a Kebap restaurant

my name is not Ahmed or Ali

and I don´t fight with everyone.

I don´t skip school

never have taken any drugs

I don´t smell like onions

and -I work hard.

I don´t live by the government

I do like fancy cars

but not a BMW

a Mercedes is what I want

My name is Melih

and I am Turkish.


Published by Leyan Töngel,

written by students of the GK 12.


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