social commentary
There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
It.
It. I don’t know what It is, but I hope I have It. You can’t want It. Wanting It is a sure fire way to know you don’t have It.
Charles KlaePublished 9 months ago in PoetsI See You
I see you, yes, you, tot in your arms, his hand on your lips, blub, blub, blub, you grin, your eyes lit up,
Randy Wayne Jellison-KnockPublished 9 months ago in PoetsEn - nD
Pity me if you care, Mess with me if you dare. Up and down, we've all been there; This part for all of us is a - mare; You shout, hoping somebody would help. Some might,but really, nobody cares. Majority are concerned with what they later get. The aftermath makes everything clear; All the things you saw, that were fascinating more than a mother deer, Are all jinxed,were never blessed. The hands of the Lady by which you want to be caressed, Is cursed,was never blessed. I have been wondering, sitting here like this in this citadel; Why the world is so ***ked and hopeless, And why only fewer they get; Things that are blessed. ...
Modern Miscommunication
👆🏼⬅️📱❌ Left 👆🏼⬅️📱❌ Left 👆🏼⬅️📱❌ Left … what a bore 👆🏼➡️📱❤️ Yes … oooh I like him 👆🏼➡️📱❤️ Yes … this one is nice
Jennifer VasalloPublished 9 months ago in PoetsPeople Scare The Sh*t Out Of Me
How's it going? My mind: do I reply? Should I say I'm fine? I'm not fine Today is not okay There you go spiralling Take it easy
Jordan Sky DanielsPublished 9 months ago in Poetsit couldn't tell
this pain hurts more than a headache some days i cannot even meditate i hear myself cough when i breathe sometimes thats hard for me to believe
Forest GreenPublished 9 months ago in PoetsRed dress
***Awareness and signals are not enough. This poem is not enough. It is merely my heart aching. Search Prairie Green Landfill, MB.
Julia SintonPublished 9 months ago in PoetsAngel
I want to climb out of my skin I want to tear my flesh apart into ribbons I want to skewer my muscles on frozen pikes
Amanda StarksPublished 9 months ago in PoetsThe Power of Love: A Path to Success and Wealth!
Introduction In a small house, nestled away from the bustling world, lived a content family of four - a loving husband, a caring wife, and their two children. One day, three enigmatic monks appeared before their yard, seeking shelter and nourishment. The woman, unfamiliar with these holy visitors, graciously invited them inside for a meal. However, the monks shared a peculiar rule - they couldn't enter a house together. Intrigued, she asked for an explanation.
Young WriterPublished 9 months ago in Poets- Top Story - July 2023
The Fabulous, Astounding, Magnificent Marshmallows
Excuse me, excuse me Ladies and gentlemen Introducing The fabulous The astounding The magnificent ... Me It's marshmallow time, baby.
Paul StewartPublished 9 months ago in Poets - Top Story - July 2023
Narc, Narc
You made me fall into your pit With your lies and your bait The fall was far too easy The tale you wove To drag me down
Tina D'AngeloPublished 9 months ago in Poets Real Love
Hold my beer, Imma kick his ass. He can’t talk to you like that.... Authors Note: I think real love is knowing you can hand off your beer to someone and they won't drink it or that they'll get you a refill if they do! 💜
Donna Fox (HKB)Published 9 months ago in Poets