There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
"I AM HOME" Awake beneath a hollow roof a slanted world not mine. Lacy frills and gaping frames exposed and tied to thine.
By Kaneene Pineda2 years ago in Poets
I Will Prosecute You They take my words, my voice, my name. They think it’s free, a harmless game. But every line, each crafted beat,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
The sun hides As the moon looks at me with adoring eyes My heart betrays me with its lies But my brain keeps me wise to my demise
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Trauma is the spice of life It’s what makes the mundane enjoyable No matter how horrible It’s better being here than there
Carpe Diem Seizing a nine to five Like a lemming Dosed in yellow Projecting perfection outwards From pink houses To this I dissent
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Poets
An act of God, stole the water, And sent it back again The sirens blare but don’t be scared! tsunamis are our friends * Father had a heart attack
By Sam Spinelli2 years ago in Poets
We must live this life with awareness and, with a robust mindset, that even if we didn’t, create the problem, cleaning it, is our duty.
By Seema Patel2 years ago in Poets
Giving the reins of life to other humans— in embracing deep sadness. It's not easy, to deviate I get it. We are social beings.
I had developed a mindset, early on, of learning with zeal, that I can study, long 14 hours a day. I knew well that, my father was a teacher,
The man lost his wife, to her premature death. He was devastated, lonely, buried in grief. Who would now feed him home-cooked meals,
Each knob, worn, imperfect, marking time’s passage and triumph of existence in hostility, takes away from the calcified seal
By Chaia Levi2 years ago in Poets
In the quiet hum of the breaking day, Where shadows linger, yet fade away, I felt the touch of something new, A spark, a light—so pure, so true.
By Masood Zahid2 years ago in Poets
