There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Spirit Reader? Are You A Witch? They lean in when you speak, half afraid, half needing, Their questions heavy with things they will not say aloud,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Dungeons and Murders Beneath the stones where time forgets, a hollow breath begins to crawl, the dungeon walls are slick with grief,
On this Sunday morning, I was sitting in the backyard, soaking my skin in sunlight, basking in the fragrance of jasmine,
By Seema Patel7 months ago in Poets
The Witch of Reasons She walks where questions gather thick, in corners where no light will stay, her breath a hush of knowing cold,
Sunday Morn 8-17-2025 Slow rolling through a parking lot Early morning fresh On a sweet Sunday.. knowing I have zero obligations
By Victor Mendez7 months ago in Poets
Heart of Quiet Love A crimson rose begins to speak, In lines of grace and gentle flame, It does not shout, it does not rush,
You are the fire that does not scorch but colors the night, a blaze of amber and lilac that brushes the sky’s cheek. In your flames I see the phoenix of my own becoming
By Forest Green7 months ago in Poets
these days I'm deeply rooted legs covered in mud outstretched arms reach for silent heavens yet the lack of sunshine no longer makes me frail
By Lolly Vieira7 months ago in Poets
Complex Affair You stood where truth begins to bend, Not lover, not a faithful friend, A space between what is and lies,
Like this old oak, I watch people, and their lives quietly unfold. It was a community where many families came to live with dream-filled eyes.
I raise my voice to the sunrise‑kissed horizon, where every amber strand of light is a braid of you the laughter of a tide that folds into another tide,
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