There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Isaac Newton sat under a tree attentively scrolling Insta with glee an apple fell yonder but all he could ponder was how hot Nick was in that tee
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Poets
Weep not for me as the sun begins to set I chose my path as the new day dawned I chose my path when it was bright Though I saw the tiny fires begin to burn
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Poets
Brave I am it because of existing. I exist because of it. However, I should not have to be it, to exist. I exist because of me,
By Ruby Red2 years ago in Poets
I can't make it And not because I'm out of effort or willpower or sanity But because I have walked my feet right down to the bloody nubs.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
I've been thinking a lot about iambic pentameter recently. Such thing that I have come to despise recently. iambic pentameter does not sound like a poetic writing device.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
A world set on fire By gilded desire A covetous breath You spent so much time taking away my freedom You forgot to live
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
I enjoy using Vocal to Raise my Voice I write also on Medium but Vocal's my Choice. Yes, writing on Vocal is what I prefer
By Judey Kalchik 2 years ago in Poets
The screen glows, a cold and sterile fire, Reflecting in eyes that hold a tired And shadowed gaze. Textbooks lie cast aside,
By Xavier2 years ago in Poets
VOCAL MEDIA WHATS GOING ON? Vocal.media still not working right for me. No pleasure with my poetry, mywork won’t save. Takes a few tries to publish.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
i shout wondering if this is not whispering and so the wind drives vehicles chariots of the impending from its beginning
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
In a sudden gaze I found you standing on your own convictions for once and finally. you were humming your own tune a tale as young
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
This poem explores the gentle soul of a man named Silas, whose deep connection with plants reflects his nurturing spirit and profound appreciation for the quiet beauty of the natural world.
