There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
I remember how I begged you to stay near, How I felt lost without you here. Then came the days when I felt I had no air,
By Sid Aaron Hirji3 years ago in Poets
Blue streaks in my hair. Lost in the sea of my eyes. Loving myself, now.
By Erica Jones3 years ago in Poets
enter the fog and highlight your ills accept the petty malaise of those vacant thrills rely on the shiver of cold random chills
By Bren3 years ago in Poets
Antiquity dye Toxic synthetic version Denim’s indigo
By Linda A Robinson3 years ago in Poets
Oui, la belle province so uniquely beautiful— a passionate home **************************** Thank you for reading!
By Andrea Hilton3 years ago in Poets
Enter a challenge, Hope to be read, but I’m blue, So disappointing.
By Gigi Gibson3 years ago in Poets
My dear, small, blue square: My suffocating savior Don’t let me catch it
By Amber Fern3 years ago in Poets
These internet contests Got me feeling so dang blue: They’ll never choose you.
By Miles Pen3 years ago in Poets
cyan swells, rolling echoes of a nocturne, ring budding moon, we rise
By Chipa Mulenga3 years ago in Poets
Climate change on this Arctic range. Melting blue ice. Let’s all wake up now.
Blue and yellow wave in the sky, declaring that glory is to be
By Alicia Feizo3 years ago in Poets
On film, we see themes: coldness, isolation...then faith, trust and unity.
By Kendall Defoe 3 years ago in Poets
