There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
She searches her lips for a cigarette she never lighted - In a drunken stupor she realizes her mistakes and laughs – until the panic of needing,
By Abigail Sire 4 years ago in Poets
Wouldn't it be nice to stumble And laugh at how it went To fill the mind with other things Than everything you can't Than everything you never do
By Corwynna4 years ago in Poets
What is art Is it just painting Or is it any creation That required the human spirit to create ~ Any creation that took a piece of your soul to make
By Josephine Mason4 years ago in Poets
one more year that's all you have december 2, 2021 your 49th birthday you just have one more year until you hit the big
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet4 years ago in Poets
They choose what they want to hear In the stream of conscious sounds Although at the same time All distractions render them unintelligible
By Moon Desert4 years ago in Poets
I’m a performer, a show. A dancer singer storyteller magician actress For a crowd of thousands or few I’m an object made for viewing,
By Erin Lockhart4 years ago in Poets
People slouching In the dirty linkwork of streets As dirty as their lies Walking in their own filth Dustbins and shadows
By Paul Asling4 years ago in Poets
A timely letter to activists, organizers, dreamers, fighters, and all those who are championing a better world | 11.20.2021
By Venus Nocturne4 years ago in Poets
Weird things happen inside of you when you take the time to reflect. Except, what is reflecting? Reflection? Am I doing it right?
By Xian 4 years ago in Poets
Remember all the things you didn’t do And believed you didn’t have the time Nor had the energy for? Now you do. Don’t waste it.
By A L Luna-Raven4 years ago in Poets
What religion created by man is known for bringing the people out in loads and droves; with no regards to the individual races, their origins, or their sex since it has no discrimination.
By Arthur Walton4 years ago in Poets
I am the one with the light still burning at 3:00am I am the one typing relentlessly upon the keyboard Rearranging letters into words & words into sentences
By Chanelle Joy4 years ago in Poets
