There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Youth and inexperience, we clinked our half-empty glasses, toasting to the end of the world, but that place we inhabited,
By Dee Yazak4 years ago in Poets
When I was your age I felt the same things All that stuff is compounding It hasn’t gone away Even still I can’t help you
By Emily Dickerson4 years ago in Poets
You’re telling me there’s no place Between Heaven and Hell? Let me introduce you To some feelings I know well At 15:
My face is free, from a mask, as I bask, in a sea of faces. An army of teeth, smile at me, how beautifully mesmerizing!
By Rowan Finley 4 years ago in Poets
the truth Where is the truth In the pages of history Nothing is more deceptive than history History is its own Remained under brokers
By Khalida Parveen4 years ago in Poets
Winter influences the breezes on the beach. They’re not the same as before. However I can adapt to my surroundings. Steadfastly, I merge with the environment
By Samantha Corral4 years ago in Poets
Once, you dreamed of a life unlived as yet, with a chest full of medals clean and bright, for a hero’s welcome home from the fight.
By Jo Carroll4 years ago in Poets
Inner child (irascible Irene) Sitting across from him family gatherings are like a charade Suppressing all the hurt
By Saroyan Coles4 years ago in Poets
An expanse of logos is floating atop our oceans. By now we’re even advertising to the fish.
By Joseph W4 years ago in Poets
The signs of the times and endless news of war Hold us captive because the crowds are Excited, the thrill of forbidden
Speak up, don't talk so loud. Be yourself, follow the crowd. Show some pride, but don't be proud Do what you want, you're not allowed.
By Marina4 years ago in Poets
There is a lesson that I have learned, and would like to share it with you. It`s that no one has the same foot size, so don't lend out your shoe.
By Christi Brannon4 years ago in Poets
