social commentary

There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.

Mad
I caught the deep inky blue of it in bottles labeled 'pleasing' and set them on a shelf next to bowls full of tears and baskets full of unwanted memories.
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
Life, it is!
Tik, tik, tik… A scream or two and then the world blooms with you You are here, for here you are Part of the never ending story
By Mikayla Rose2 years ago in Poets
Koi Fish
I saw koi fish and thought— will they be sacred, ornamental, if they tasted umami-delicious! Note: We humans are hypocrites. If something is delicious, we often don’t care what or which way it was made from.
By Seema Patel2 years ago in Poets
Stressed Women
I am appalled by society's hypocrisy, In patriarchal countries like India, women were shackled— by veils, bangles, and anklets.
By Seema Patel2 years ago in Poets
5/12/25
Lazy days In a daisy haze Whenever I see them I think of you I think of the happy times When life was rough but bearable
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Aging
Hard to believe this body— which I protected, from so many dangers, fed with delicious food, gave rest to every night— will fall apart gradually.
By Seema Patel2 years ago in Poets
Woman and Moon
That time of the month, an internal strife, in a reproductive-age woman’s life. The uterine lining, of blood must shed. for the ejection, the muscle is contracted.
By Seema Patel2 years ago in Poets
A Tax for Public Trust Betrayed
A soldier in civvies / an army of one / marched into a pizza joint / brandishing a long gun. His mission for naught / He only fired a single shot /
By Chris Z2 years ago in Poets
The Colors of Life's Flowers
The Colors of Life's Flowers Pain ted on a deep blue backdrop, As if this winding life is veiled in mystery's wrap. Some flowers in a clear vase reside, Like our mistakes woven in varied tide. White, simple daisies, a symbol of peace, Beside them, orange's warm release.
By MD Mehedi Hasan fans of Alam Sir.2 years ago in Poets
She is a Sun. Top Story - May 2025.
She is a sun- not merely light, but the fire that births it. Not a passive glow, but a force- fierce, untamed, and impossible to ignore.
By Annie Edwards 2 years ago in Poets
The Rich Ride Giraffes to Work
The rich ride giraffes to work. Long-legged beasts in Gucci saddles, craning necks through clouds as if heaven issued stock options.
By Lolly Vieira2 years ago in Poets
Bridgewalker
I walk between worlds, bare feet on the hush of the earth, mind on fire with futures no one else dares to dream. There’s a pulse I feel in stone and screen—
By Lolly Vieira2 years ago in Poets