There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
You can burn photographs and delete pictures, but you cant erase memories You can smoke and drink away the taste of their lips, but your still gonna feel empty
By Carlton Jobe7 years ago in Poets
I leave the vessel, the war is over and done/ I see my friends and colleagues, celebrating what we’ve won/ Signs that welcome back, hugs and kisses all around/
By W.F. Rastell7 years ago in Poets
It was a late summer morning when the world changed forever. Images of unexpected horror from our greatest city, dispelling our national sense
By Ruben Willis7 years ago in Poets
Support young girls who pour out their hearts for art These are the girls who are those hurt introverts and cry colours Support these girls as they are tender lovers with nothing but their words and their craft for cover.
By Becca Prince7 years ago in Poets
On the final day of the migration, Mere miles before the flock reached That place the sun loved to kiss, one Fell from the sky back down towards
By Toria Rainey7 years ago in Poets
I didn’t ask to feel this way. I didn’t ask to only see grey. I didn’t ask to bear this weight. I didn’t ask to be in this state.
By Selena Shannon7 years ago in Poets
I'm a mixed girl given dreams. Given dreams that one day I will be a queen. Dreams that won't define me. Dreams that I saw as a guarantee.
Take in your hand time, And clasp onto it tightly. Money flows like rhyme, And exchanges daily and nightly. You have only one set of rules.
By Skyler Saunders7 years ago in Poets
The Story in My Head Would I have had it any better in life?Why would it be me?Why would he hurt me?He is my FatherWhy would he get closer to me?Why would he unbutton me and tell me not to shout?and why did I not?Why did I not tell Mom?
By Emmiasky Ojex7 years ago in Poets
She just graduated From Kent State... By all means Let her stroll As the sun Beams off her pale skin, With her AR-10 Slung around
By Anthony Cornatzer7 years ago in Poets
Suffering We all feel it But why? Why must we put that feeling upon others? Because we can overpower them? Because we feel
By Eliza Vargas7 years ago in Poets
When we point at others with accusations or suspicions, it is not unlike pointing at a mirror. We must learn to look more deeply into that mirror.
By r. nuñez7 years ago in Poets
