There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
My current location is no more real, or ‘ality’ than reality My current location is no more mine or a location at all. For the time being my current location will serve as my seat at the table
By Nkem Dilim8 years ago in Poets
A silent letter from the unborn child Dear world how are you Oh how I long to open my eyes For the first time and see you
By Fen Tapiwa8 years ago in Poets
It was August 1969 in the Hollywood Hills. Sharon Tate was 38 weeks pregnant with a son. She was exchanging conversation with friends in a rented home she shared with her husband.
By Amanda Zylstra8 years ago in Poets
At least I have personality and passion, Some of you just have Instagram and copied fashion. Some of you just suck dicks and post boring pics.
By Marley Alexis8 years ago in Poets
The grass is always greener, On the side that just has soil. The sun is always brighter, In the lands that know no toil.
By Sophia Merici8 years ago in Poets
A collection of viral headlines commented on in Haiku style: Robot with artificial intelligence runs for mayor in Japan Don't Laugh. It's likely
By Reid Moore8 years ago in Poets
He stands on the stage bathed in white light, matted dark hair curls around bright, intense eyes. Stood like a God in his All Mighty temple,
By Rachel Lightfoot8 years ago in Poets
Attraction The human law of attraction says that every human being at some point in life contemplates what or who governs the state of his or her existence on earth.
By Abby Creek8 years ago in Poets
Kanye West’s mother died in Hollywood about nine years, eighteen days, and nineteen hours ago. She had gone through liposuction
By Maisie Rapp8 years ago in Poets
An aggregation of viral headlines commented on in Haiku style: Free apple on Delta flight ends up costing woman $500 This sounds a lot like
People want life to be rainbows and butterflies They want unicorns and glitter but that is not always the case there are dark things in life
By Finnigan Cole8 years ago in Poets
Isn’t it funny? The flaws in anatomy; We carry our egos, A burden to society. We can’t examine, The causes of our jealousies.
By Izzy Lee8 years ago in Poets
