There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Almost absolutely everyone is good at math, at least to a degree. The reason I know this, is that there's only a certain percentage of us
By AJ Ryan4 years ago in Poets
There is a coming home That only my bed knows. Ready to welcome me for days An extended vacation And there is always a vacancy.
By Katherine Eadie 4 years ago in Poets
I don't care. Are you afraid yet? I wonder sometimes if things, like words, are just the demons we set free when we don't know the right answers.
I have a universe in my pocket. I bought it for $299.99. Its a cheap little universe but it tells me time. My little pocket universe keeps me rhyming with apps- keeps me lining my brain with pretty little booby traps.... snake and brick breaker advances in my tiny pocket universe.
I'm stressed, but I'm blessed Tired & inspired Wishful, skeptical Fire rises higher But the air's already hot And the sky is bright
By Saigea Voids4 years ago in Poets
Why do we work ourselves to death? Why do we wake up and think about all the chores we have to do the tasks we have to tick off for work?
By Lucy Dan (she/her/她)4 years ago in Poets
When I share my stories of microaggressions, of racism, of inequalities, I do not speak on behalf of a larger group.
911 Aftermath Dust billowed out blocks around ushering a fog of pain. Rippling through a world confound Life would never be the same
By Angela Kay Dollar4 years ago in Poets
I wasn’t always a jester you know In my younger days I was a mere puppeteer Slowly learning to weave my webs and play in the shadows
By Matthew Mccahey4 years ago in Poets
I carry my home in a tablecloth Corners stretched taut across my aching back The burden daily yoked As we run from where home used to be
By Andrea Huffman4 years ago in Poets
It would be better if it was unsaid. It would be better if it was silenced. "An improper choice of words hurts"-Hurts
By Nisha Thulung Rai4 years ago in Poets
The exploited becoming the exploiter is complete, Can you blame them? Although, a total defeat, Everything held to the standard of a quick fix,
By 'Vive Akugha4 years ago in Poets
