social commentary
There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Hypocrisy Eclipsed
Egos bruised and broken like fragile glass, Cliquish clout-chasers band together like shadows amass, the Light of diversity, opposing thoughts silenced, blocked by
Morgan Rhianna BlandPublished 29 minutes ago in PoetsFamily
We love, We laugh, We cry, We break. We've been through many storms, And lost people who we love, But we carry on strong,
Carol TownendPublished about an hour ago in PoetsWriting is my Addiction
Writing is my addiction. I don’t see it as an affliction even though it continues in repetition. I have to write everyday. Life holds no real sense of glory unless I’m in my writing closet crafting a story.
Joe PattersonPublished about 3 hours ago in Poets3/22/24
It is imperative To remember Suffering is not comparative A loss is a loss No matter how much or little the cost may seem to you
Atomic HistorianPublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsThe Entertainment-2
What would life be like if someone got to know us The real us The one inside The one we always hide The child that never grew up
Atomic HistorianPublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsMaking up Memory
I often lose myself wandering in the long-lost hues of the sky, I often wander in the dreams of what beyond eternity lies.
Hridya SharmaPublished about 8 hours ago in PoetsEntombed
Excited to meet you; we've been growing together. Clump of cells, I heard you say? Life is what I am, albeit I rely on you.
Brannan K.Published about 8 hours ago in PoetsDesires Eclipsed My Responsibilities
each time I gained your trust, I tarnished it just as I had time and time before contrary to my words, my actions were only of selfish addictive lust
Paul StewartPublished about 8 hours ago in PoetsEver want to...?
"Ever want to just forget it all and just stand and gaze...gaze in wonder at the unbridled majesty on display for all of us to see for free?" she punctured the steady and easy silence with a wistful quality to her question. "We share that same longing, you know. The longing to leave this city behind. For the city, in all its manufactured glory, achievement and advancement, does not offer the best location, the best setting to stare up into the great unknown and bask in the uncertainty and wild opportunity it offers. Neither is it the best place to experience the celestial dance of an eclipse. All that smoke and the heaven-piercing structures and environmental destruction cuts through the inspiration and overshadows the awe." I replied, reassuringly stroking her cheek and smiling warmly into her eyes.
Paul StewartPublished about 10 hours ago in PoetsEclipse Yourself
Exaggrated mannerisms that Can’t disguise the inner-pain and fears felt, Likened to an actress learning their vast role, and their true
Who's The Fairest Of Them All
In art and in life Both frog and roach can become The fairest of all ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Matthew FrommPublished about 12 hours ago in PoetsThe love I never got
In the quiet corners of my heart, Resides a love that's torn apart. A yearning for what could have been, In the depths of silence, it's unseen.
Alecia HarriottPublished about 12 hours ago in Poets