There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
A hallucinogenic drug fuel, the spice of life is no spice at all. It’s a fast track chug-a-long, ghostly smoke from a coke bottle bong.
By Marc Hawkins7 years ago in Poets
I can’t seem to think My mind is too clouded Trying to please too many people The favors get louder I need a place to settle
By Lady Psyren7 years ago in Poets
A generation of men, that didn't cry a generation that weren't allowed to a generation of strong soldiers a tough generation
By Ricky McQuillan7 years ago in Poets
Who are you to tell me that I am not the most valuable When I transform these words into thoughts then command them to be active actions becoming the most powerful
By Valentino Se-lah7 years ago in Poets
Screams of motherless children fill my god damn head in this final hour Old school death song my cup overflows aliens, demons
By Joe King7 years ago in Poets
Her lips, blood red Her hair, chocolate brown Her eyes, wet from the last meltdown Her heart, full of love her voice, someone's soundtrack
By Abi Rose Travis7 years ago in Poets
I am an Anomaly. At least, that’s what I feel like. Something that deviates from what is standard normally; Something that is kept from the light.
Do you see that homeless person sitting in the cold, All alone in a big wide world with no one for them to hold. Do you see that criminal
By Zedd khan7 years ago in Poets
My currently expanding home, Was always in the form of TV Cartoons bubbled me from the world's surroundings. I mockingjayed a movie in my bedroom at age 4
By Monique Star7 years ago in Poets
Ominous Ambiguity Give us an hour for madness We of the broken cock We of the flashing lights and squirting flower We of comedic treasure's breed
Beasts. Metal Fangs sucking face Wild skillful confines, monsters craving Praying aloud, sirens full the air Land of serpents and smooth rare
Always a sucker never a winner. Always a joker on the verge of something new, he managed to say something with meaning. It didn't matter
