There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Another year, another couple dollars Same thing as the last Everyone is really confusing me With new year, new me What’s the point of that
By Robbie Bale3 years ago in Poets
I woke up today to find The world had lost its shine. The markets crashed and stocks were down, The news was filled with a frown.
By Vaishxnav3 years ago in Poets
I have a sewing machine, It's brand, is not a Singer Singing melodies, Or a JUKI made in Japan Threading with sushi strands,
By Vasti Carrion3 years ago in Poets
I leave these words a loose leaf, printed on pages, turning, even on the flip-side, dangling from a ballpoint pen. Etched within tablets, tabbed left,
By Kyrin Sturdivant3 years ago in Poets
i had ADD before it became fashionable still got it can't shake it can't make it go away don't want it can’t fake it
By Bren3 years ago in Poets
The sky is as blue as the most pristine ocean, Nothing but wispy white fluffy clouds breaking the hue, A slight breeze, just strong enough to cool the sweaty brow,
By Colleen Millsteed 3 years ago in Poets
When I was a kid We watched plenty of TV Disney, Nick, and Cartoon Network Those were the big three But the slept on channel
And upon the box he stood, Reading cards He was thought to have memorized In a voice he borrowed From someone else,
By Katrina Thornley3 years ago in Poets
today could be the day that hard times come in softer packaging the harsh lines dividing lovers and brothers and friends fall to the side
By ⸘jason alan‽3 years ago in Poets
that morning coffee, penetrating each sobering, dazed soul, high gear brewing.
By Moe Radosevich3 years ago in Poets
The world is a stage Where we all play our part Some in the spotlight Others in the shadows We are actors in this grand play Writing our own script Crafting our own lines
By Michael Eriksen3 years ago in Poets
There is a dustbin, old and worn, Sitting at the back of the store. It's always there, forgotten and ignored, But it holds within its depths, so much more.
By Subash Chandran3 years ago in Poets
