There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
I’ve always been a rule follower My whole life As long as I can remember But recently The rules Seemed to have changed
By Beau Green4 years ago in Poets
Bungee from a bridge, base jump off cliffs. Take the risk of dying from one minor slip. Eat blowfish and hold venomous snakes.
By Jeffrey Sparks4 years ago in Poets
I'm afraid to love. To commit to one person and have them know everything about me. My strengths and weaknesses, in all my glory. I'm afraid to love so deeply I don't know what to do with myself. So deeply my heart is sore and my soul is pulsing with energy. I'm afraid to love and let my walls down. I'm afraid to let them into my world with the possibility of it all crumbling down around me. I'm afraid I will be too fragile. But mostly I'm afraid no one will love me how I deserve. I am so afraid.
By emily mya4 years ago in Poets
It was the night of Halloweens at the riverside Quay of Queens. But three years after the millennium the moon was high above,
By Sean Selleck4 years ago in Poets
I wish my best friends were people on the internet. They seem just like me. I yearn for a friend group like them every time I watch their videos. But for some reason now in my life I only have five friends. We're split up now so it's not the same, don't know if it will ever be. I'm quite lonely now. Relying on these strangers on the internet to feel seen. I don't know why I can't make friends easily. I guess everyone scares me. At times I don't care, I enjoy my own company. Other times I feel so alone and weird for being a loner. I wouldn't mind a few more friends, it's just hard. Everyone already has friends so now I feel it's too late. I'll just keep watching my new friends have fun on the internet while I'm alone in my bed.
Mastery via relaxation into fluid states of matter is a challenge to grasp. To float ain’t easy for everyone. Surrender body imprinted years of practiced contraction
By The Dani Writer4 years ago in Poets
Darling, the world has lied to you. Looking for external resources is a way to distract you. When you go within, all the resources you need are within you.
By Ashley Tucker4 years ago in Poets
I am defined by the summit of all Pity, your pithy life full of brine Has robbed you of even the gall To call your own husband “mine”
By Emily Dickerson4 years ago in Poets
Patience, It’s an art form, a virtue Few of us share Be it at Fast Food Drive-Thrus, DMV’s, cops and their DUI’s, Public restroom lines, the undivine.
By XM4 years ago in Poets
Poor social distancing senior, The world falls apart just as you're about to become a diploma achiever. You spent thirteen long years pretending to be sick to stay away.
By McKenzie Keathley4 years ago in Poets
We had just met Two kids on a stoop Terrifyingly nervous Had a party Kitty up her nose All night The morning after
By Luca$ Hamm 4 years ago in Poets
I am a traveler known to all, Both everywhere and nowhere, Watching and listening, Collecting truth from all
By Kristen Renee4 years ago in Poets
