There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Loving A Dream I fell in love with a dream, one that never stayed for long. It whispered promises at night, then vanished by the dawn.
By Marie381Uk 7 days ago in Poets
NOTICE!! I was not born to be small, not carved from hush, not designed to disappear. I will not acquiesce, or negotiate who I am
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTY7 days ago in Poets
Soo, the little boy will go to preschool, just like his sister did one summer. It's harsh on him, and on us.
By Seema Patel7 days ago in Poets
Two Feet Of Snow Two feet of snow fell without asking permission, overnight it settled like it meant to stay. A garden paused mid sentence, mid thought,
A few of my dads neices and nephews said that we are wolf clan. Except a medicine man told my brother we are bear clan. Man,
By Denise E Lindquist7 days ago in Poets
I Want To Be The Best Of Me I want to be the best of me, not flawless, not admired. Just honest when I look inward, and proud of what I tried.
They're all toxic. Once you start they'll only drag you down. So, beware of those classics especially. Great movies are a risky venture;
By Moon Desert7 days ago in Poets
The woman was going for a walk, her poodle following behind, through a beautiful neighborhood. Scenic valley, birdsongs,
By Seema Patel8 days ago in Poets
The Indian Restaurant In Town The Indian restaurant in town, glows warm against the night. Spices drifting through the air,
By Marie381Uk 8 days ago in Poets
Do We Have To Die Do we have to die to matter, to finally be counted and known. Why does life wait for endings, before truth is fully shown.
London UK In Smog London wakes beneath the smog, a city breathing through grey. History clinging to every brick, as buses roar past each day.
I did not set out to read only those who would read me. I wanted all to read me, and to read them too. But no, most are fixated,
