There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
It is always here. Burdening my shoulders. It is always here. Burdening my body. It is always here. Burdening my soul.
By Luna Verity2 years ago in Poets
There is no greater error in affairs than forcing, grasping, wielding, and then pressing every unjust advantage, or even just ones,
By William Alfred2 years ago in Poets
I take the stage, and I speak clearly. Not softly, not sweetly—clearly. No violin to soften my syllables, no drum to drown my diction,
By Marvelous Michael2 years ago in Poets
semblance of self struck me silently gazing at the ghostly graven glares, cold creeps cradles and caresses my mind is momentarily muted for minutes
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
I fear what my survival instincts tell me what to do It took me so long to finally find you I watch my environment go up in flames
By Cadma2 years ago in Poets
diggety-doge dumb next he will be sucking thumb homeland wants him back 👺 not “take your child to work day,” yet little boy spoke
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Poets
If only I could set you free from this torment that you feel, Does everything that I do make it all seem worse? Maybe I should go away and simply let it be, but
By Calvin London2 years ago in Poets
People who ghosted me.. I am most lonely person, I‘m gone forever…
By Meghan LeVaughn 2 years ago in Poets
Through short lived days and moonlit skies,In stolen looks and mollified sighs,A fire was ignited, unfaltering and true,An ash gleaming, shinning as unused.
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets
Blame it on the ADHD, Blame it on the color of our skin, Blame it on the world for how it spins, Blame it on your parents who never cared how you was,
I’ve been a little shaky, but I keep showing up. * I’ve been a little angry, but I keep showing up. * I’m feeling such sadness
By David Muñoz2 years ago in Poets
The first of philosophers told us that soul is more important than body, that the things we do are not as important as the state of our souls.
