There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
The Tears Behind My Mask I wear a face that is not my own, stitched together with careful lies, a smile painted in steady lines,
By George’s Girl 2026 7 days ago in Poets
Traveler of Worlds Beyond I walked where the sky forgets its name, through doors that opened without a sound, past stars that bled into one another,
He speaks through his groin in the pale morning for the sake of leaving sparkling sperm on his man’s feet in the spartan room made for gods and
By Paul Aaron Domenick7 days ago in Poets
What would be the reason I am awake at this hour !? I have NO desire to be with the world, to speak to people as if they had value!!
By 365poetry7 days ago in Poets
“A thing of beauty is a joy forever,” wrote John Keats in his 1818 poem 'Endymion'. Its words still hold true, always will.
By Seema Patel7 days ago in Poets
I was born in 1962, 1958, or even 1979 - clap if you have the same feeling !? I had sex at 10, 25, 98 - clap if you have the same feeling !?
***** December - 2025.... There will always be 24 hours within a day, 52 weeks within a year, and according to the calendar, it just doesn't seem right when none of us have taken our purpose and life goals into consideration.
I have no inheritance from my parents’ side, not from my in-laws’, not much anyway, no straight-forward, with many claimers.
Say It Plainly Challenge - Write a poem that states its central concern directly without metaphor, indirection, or symbolic substitution.
By Denise E Lindquist7 days ago in Poets
imagine feeling everything pangs 0f infinite gn0stic hunger bef0re, after, during thinly in the brain aut0cannibalized by the mind
By ⸘jason alan‽7 days ago in Poets
Please Stop The War. A little girl stands at the wire, her fingers thin and dust covered, curled around the sharp barbs as if the fence is the last edge
By George’s Girl 2026 8 days ago in Poets
The Wound Of Words A mouth can be a weapon, Sharper than any blade held in anger. A breath becomes a storm, And a sentence falls like iron.
