There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Behind My Painted Face Behind my painted face I fall colours loud but I am small the branches twist inside my head where yesterday’s words still sit like lead
By Marie381Uk 2 days ago in Poets
Humiliating, Undifferentiating, Overpowering * * Thank you, Paul and John for the inspiration. It's amazing what you can say with three words.
By Julie Lacksonen2 days ago in Poets
If I wake at 6:00 am, will I need to be on the farm! The places that no person would ever dear to - love is an illusion...
By 365poetry2 days ago in Poets
***** Intro: I would give "anything" to change.............. Please just look me, in my face!! Tell me, everything will be okay - just tell me!!
My first kiss - it was nothing, a piece of rock, that sorta looks like a FROG! My first encounter with, let's say, the "genitals" - it was like an episode of Star Trek, and "SPROCK", has no home, who had perhaps felt like some cockroaches, I don't know!
The Dirty House at Number 3 It had curtains that never quite closed and a front step that leaned like it was tired of holding up secrets
A Man Who Loved Himself He tipped his hat to mirrored panes, admired the cut of jaw and chin, paused to grin at window walls
I have never been to Japan, yet I am drawn to its life philosophies, to the beauty of its countryside. I read its cultures,
By Seema Patel2 days ago in Poets
Breathing, I feel that, the sensation, in and out. Yes, I know I'm here.
By Madison "Maddy" Newton2 days ago in Poets
Be careful what you wear and how you style your hair, but put no effort in, paint no make up, allow cracks in your skin,
Sometimes it feels futile to place precise, emotionally intelligent work into systems built for sameness. Algorithms reward familiarity, not resonance.
By Alicia Melnick 2 days ago in Poets
He rises at dawn, tries to shuffle silently toward the kitchen kettle Two mugs World’s Greatest Dad Mrs. Always Right
By Keith Butler2 days ago in Poets
