social commentary
There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Flight
From off the runway. Soaring off into the clouds. Towards the setting sun.
Halden MilePublished about a year ago in Poetswe should learn from life
it fills the lung it mars the flesh a painful kiss the touch of doom ground to dust sands of bone among the dead, we roam
Scythe's Nursery
Saccharine Scythe, thank you for pruning me; savagely setting the snakes out to sun, shaking the fragrant shadows out to run,
Life
Some lives are made by choices mine by hesitations They say choose wisely
Cathi AllenPublished about a year ago in Poets"Shadows of a Heavy Heart"
Shadows of a heavy heart, oh how they weigh me down A burden so heavy, my face wears a perpetual frown My spirit feels shattered, my soul torn apart
Mohammad MohibPublished about a year ago in PoetsRed Pill Poetry
In a world beyond this world we see, A place of ones and zeros, of binary, Where reality is just a code, And minds are plugged into a mode.
Black Serpents
In the dark alleys and shadowy streets, The Black Serpents slither and meet. A criminal gang with no remorse, They deal in drugs and violent force.
Decode
The truth is hiding in your eyes, it’s hanging on your tongue, just boiling in my blood. And you thought I can’t see exactly who you are: the type of creature from the stars.
Desmond RazzanoPublished about a year ago in PoetsFOUR CANDLES HOPE
hop Candles were burning. A gentle breeze was blowing.!! When you see the wind 'Peace' the first candle' Alas the wind blows. I will turn off
Nandakumar sekarPublished about a year ago in PoetsBabylon
I'm tired of the Church keeping dragons as pets I'm tired of the Church with its cavernous dungeons She plays "Mother of Dragons", thinking dragons can be tamed
Marc PerainoPublished about a year ago in PoetsDisconnected
I just want a hug Not some d*ck I don’t want to be li-li-li-licked like a lollipop I just want snuggles Actual connection
Moni SchexPublished about a year ago in Poetsthe antithesis of a yogi
language can open doors to new worlds (so they say) but like any door, language can also lock you away mouth-deep in meaning-making it'll lead you astray, i mean
carissa falconePublished about a year ago in Poets