There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Red is the blood running through my veins Reminding me in whispered refrains Echoing memories of my ancestors passed I have all the answers to my questions asked
By Grace Turner5 years ago in Poets
Unlearning Once I was feral, Singing loudly While hunting lizards In the old stone walls; Laughter seeping beneath
By Aggie Helne5 years ago in Poets
Represented pigments cloud this angry sea. Filtering the figments underpinning me. None of these closed colors are so indistinct.
By Meg Rabbit5 years ago in Poets
Purple Hair must be a natural color, or so the bosses claim. Who are they to name what is natural for me? It’s my head and my hair and it is natural, I say.
By ZaftigGeek5 years ago in Poets
Oh! the colors, how they call me in service to the night, subject to the tides of full moons, the whispering moon,
By Alice Monstera5 years ago in Poets
Invisibility The Inability to Be Seen It’s Black. The absence of color The absence of humanity Sub-human For this countries sanity
By Nicole Grant5 years ago in Poets
The Indecent Colors Maybe today this event will unlock The colorful conversations from a crayon box. “One might assume, we get along well ‘Cause in this box, we all collectively dwell.
By kevin williams 5 years ago in Poets
When you don’t feel at home getting too comfortable alone in your silence Know that you’re not alone there’s a whole world thats
By Elijah Demetri5 years ago in Poets
For the color you snatched from me!! Born with colorful body. Eyes like black the moon kisses million time. Skin like the sand waves touches lightly.
By Devi Vaidehi5 years ago in Poets
There it is - spiraling, I shriek, to stop another screaming.
By Castle By The Sea5 years ago in Poets
a blue rage blurs the streets i try to find eyes that see in wild, writhing streams. a burning red unbeknownst
By Magriet Cruywagen5 years ago in Poets
“Color” It was just a simple valentine! I gave it to her as a little guy thinking she was a friend of mine.
By Eudell Watts5 years ago in Poets
