social commentary
There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
What Was
I remember tasty music and meaty discussions, aromatic literature and fragrant ideas. Work that you could inhale deeply
Sean ElliottPublished 4 months ago in PoetsThe Conqueror
Veni, vidi, vici— I came, I saw, I conquered But the high only lasted so long * I soon looked down From the mountaintop and yearned
Stephanie HoogstadPublished 4 months ago in PoetsHe Chooses His Battles
The air breathes in the colour of the merging dawn, As he lays asleep dreaming of his future hopes, Sprawled across the bed in his peaceful slumber,
Colleen MillsteedPublished 4 months ago in PoetsDanced with Shaytan
Have you ever danced with Shaytan in pale moonlight? Have you ever heard him whispering in your heart? His hot passion belongs deep into the cold night
Krishan MubasharPublished 4 months ago in PoetsSocial justice
In a world where equality is a dream, If justice is a distant project, Hear the cry of the oppressed, The struggle for rights is not absurd.
Ahamed ThousifPublished 4 months ago in PoetsThe Wanderer
Behold!! The Wanderer Traveling the stars Both near and far What does it know It’s just a brain in a jar Come to inspect our world
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsBabushka : Doll
They called me 'Matryoshka' Little Matron Matron: noun : a woman marked by dignity / distinction. Matron: noun : a female
Self-doubt: the plunderer of dreams in the womb of young souls
How often do you hear the phrase self-doubt has killed more dreams than failure ever will? Our worth is often determined by the external factors that surround us. We are all conditioned to follow societal norms and adhere to the timeline that society wants us to follow.
Hridya SharmaPublished 4 months ago in Poetsas if it's time i stop
as you leave me now, he said, i don't know that i will make it out of this alive without you by my side. why can't you stay?
⸘jason alan‽Published 4 months ago in PoetsThe Recovered World
Everyone has a barcode. A barcode that identifies their risk ratio. Every day, the government announces on the radio. Who has a higher risk of not producing more GDP,
Make Me Quiver
Make me quiver (intensely) from head to toe (currents flow) look my way (with love) Make me smile (continuously) from side to side (currents flow)
Paul StewartPublished 4 months ago in PoetsBrain Worm
You’re my personal brain worm No matter how much I move Or squirm You stick in there You live in the house under my hair
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in Poets