book reviews
Reviews of the best poetry books, collections and anthologies; discover poems and up-and-coming poets across all cultures, genres and themes.
Villain
Always the villain Never the victim If it has happened to you I probably caused it Either through action or inaction
Atomic HistorianPublished 2 months ago in PoetsHow Embracing Uncertainty Can Lead to Better Choices
Accustomed to the time, our existence should fall in a line, Adhere to societal expectations else in the pits of failure
Hridya SharmaPublished 2 months ago in PoetsBlack Momma Math
Ayesha held the folded permission slip. "Three dollars for pictures? Plus a yearbook?" “It’s not a luxury, child,” Ms. Johnson’s voice echoed.
Bishnu KumarPublished 2 months ago in PoetsThe Silent Resilience
The Silent Resilience I often talk about the resilience and strength that lies within us to be the best version of ourselves everyday. The growth that envisions the dreams we embody, and the manifestations we yearn for to come true. All of them are reflections of how the world within us forges itself, whether we are at peace with ourselves or our existence belies in the chaos of being alive.
Hridya SharmaPublished 2 months ago in PoetsBREAD AND EGG MY SAVIOR
In the days of joyful youth, a tale unfolds, Of a snack so simple, yet worth more than gold. Fried egg and bread, a delicacy divine,
Fonki Ndenibi JoelPublished 2 months ago in PoetsTears and Smile
Certainly! Here's an expanded version of the poem: --- I would not trade the sorrows nestled in my heart For the fleeting joys of the crowded throng's part.
Peculiar BeautyPublished 2 months ago in PoetsChameleon
I’m a chameleon One in a million Which only means there are a thousand others like me You may not like me My skin is rough
Atomic HistorianPublished 2 months ago in PoetsGhost in a Shell
Life is hell I’m just a ghost in a shell No one to know me No one to tell My story to Because they can’t relate Is this my fate
Atomic HistorianPublished 2 months ago in PoetsReflections on Motherhood
I repeatedly brought my mother to tears. Her cries did not appeal to me as a ten-year-old. I wish I could go back now that I am a mommy.
Ranjith KumarPublished 2 months ago in PoetsConfronting the Illusion: A Journey from Impulsiveness to Self-Reflection
I'm upset with myself for slipping because I realised I was doing it. By the time I had transitioned from my impulsiveness to a more conscious mental State Regarding my decisions and actions, I had already fallen into a pattern that I believed to be far gone.
Ranjith KumarPublished 2 months ago in PoetsAssessing Your Worth: Strategies for Self-Reflection
Determining your worth We all find ourselves questioning how far we can go and estimate our value, what we bring to the table, and how much we can foster evidence that we are worth it and that our presence is meaningful in the room we muster up our courage to be in. Ever find yourself in that mindset of having to earn the right to be in every room and beholding your self-worth at the mercy of others? It is exhausting to think that you need to prove yourself constantly. We live in a world where it is easier for people to deprecate and devalue others, trying their best to burden their insecurities on them and make themselves feel superior, rather than honoring genuine human connection and making the person feel heard and seen. While it is easier to forge superiority over connection, empathy and genuine openness to one another are what we need as a community to foster our social well-being.
Hridya SharmaPublished 2 months ago in PoetsClosure
Even though I know it is over I have not heard your voice in so long I just wish we had closure I miss you so Every day I do my best to grow
Atomic HistorianPublished 2 months ago in Poets