social commentary

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

face reading
on my face hidden or exposed lie two pieces of information abuse or admire and this mire varies from person to person
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
A Spectrum of Feeling
A kaleidoscope of emotions, A swirling, vibrant hue. A spectrum of feeling, That I am sure you knew. Some days are bright and cheerful,
By Ewuranna Smith-Quayson3 years ago in Poets
Drop
I am leaping off The fire peak, without you I’m dying inside
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Embracing the Rainbow
We are a rainbow, a spectrum of hue, Each of us unique, our own special view. From the deep red of passion, to the peaceful blue,
By Ibrahim Sani M3 years ago in Poets
Freedom Fighter
defiance of containment, recognizes no boundaries or restrictions, maintain the freedom!
By Moe Radosevich3 years ago in Poets
Bruised Ego
With ego in charge, to Take responsibility Is hard when you’re wrong * Thanks for taking the time to read my haiku. If you enjoyed this, let me know by leaving a comment or even clicking the heart. You can also subscribe to easily keep up with my latest work.
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
Wear It Like you Own It!!
Sometimes I have The reason for a smile... Sometimes frowning is solely A moment... Just Can't wait to See you smile
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)3 years ago in Poets
Pushing The River
Like changing lanes on the highway thinking that you'll get the chance to speed up and pass up all the cars holding you back
By Sarah Jane3 years ago in Poets
i'd hate to know
i hate to know [you] and i not just can and i DO but DO you hate it TOO with nervous intuition, why? they like me for a good time:
By ⸘jason alan‽3 years ago in Poets
Luna Plină, Ilumina
Oscillating along Heroilor, Boulevard of Heroes, beneath the light of apex Luna. I am clad scant yet feel no cold, for the mighty furnace behind my ribs and flesh burns with a mighty cadence.
By Michael Angelo Medina 3 years ago in Poets
Searching for happiness
When we are born we begin our life without material things, without ego, and without any status to maintain. We enter the world empty handed, but full of wonder and love.
By Teddie Darbro 3 years ago in Poets
The Second Helping. Top Story - January 2023.
I don’t lack conviction so much as confidence as to what is the right course. Daily paralyzed by the age-old question,
By Bernadette Johnson3 years ago in Poets