Poems About Culture Seeking Honest Critique
#culture
Poems about culture seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Taurek
Poem Published
16th Jan 2021 3:45am
16th Jan 2021 3:45am
Ransack Nation
Beaten to death on the
steps of the last
luxury left
style & attitude was
all that mattered in
this funky life
Richard Ramirez was
a disgusting piece of
shit murderous
pedophile that
women still
wanted to
fuck
which made perfect
sense
I didn’t need a
hardcore
closeup
rest assure on the
blue azure
pause and
play
another glass of
D’Ussé
another cultural
hero bites the
dust
there is no one that ...
steps of the last
luxury left
style & attitude was
all that mattered in
this funky life
Richard Ramirez was
a disgusting piece of
shit murderous
pedophile that
women still
wanted to
fuck
which made perfect
sense
I didn’t need a
hardcore
closeup
rest assure on the
blue azure
pause and
play
another glass of
D’Ussé
another cultural
hero bites the
dust
there is no one that ...
#murder
#death
#culture
#crush
#heroic
25 reads
2 Comments
Valeriyabeyond
Dhyana
Dhyana
Poem Published
8th Jan 2021 3:48am
8th Jan 2021 3:48am
The Bottom of The L.A River
Injustice fed by piecemeal ground
to a fine powder mixed with flouride
and water from the bottom
of the LA river
Like scavengers we feed
on subsistence,
nurse the toddy
Labeled a degenerate wet back
Our culture dejected, pattern,
thrown into preformed Anglo shapes
You don't know,
who I am
Laying ourselves down
on sheets of mica, honor kept
in books no longer used
stacked high as a nightstand
beside our multidimensional
dream filled mattress.
We sink, the sleeper...
to a fine powder mixed with flouride
and water from the bottom
of the LA river
Like scavengers we feed
on subsistence,
nurse the toddy
Labeled a degenerate wet back
Our culture dejected, pattern,
thrown into preformed Anglo shapes
You don't know,
who I am
Laying ourselves down
on sheets of mica, honor kept
in books no longer used
stacked high as a nightstand
beside our multidimensional
dream filled mattress.
We sink, the sleeper...
#culture
43 reads
3 Comments
fiveamtuesday
Poem Published
6th Jan 2021 7:10am
6th Jan 2021 7:10am
By Design
Paper houses bend and bow
Every time the winds will blow.
It’s by design or so they’re told,
For safety if it fold.
And when the tides rise up
The homes will sink to nothing more,
And the builders say
“Blame the salt and sea
"Who allowed integrity to fail.”
Every time the winds will blow.
It’s by design or so they’re told,
For safety if it fold.
And when the tides rise up
The homes will sink to nothing more,
And the builders say
“Blame the salt and sea
"Who allowed integrity to fail.”
#politics
#culture
#morality
#responsibility
#risk
33 reads
1 Comment
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2021 4:51am
2nd Jan 2021 4:51am
A Bulgarian Girl's Letter to Black Women
I once have been braided
with colourful threads so Wild.
Strong, assertive, independant, unjaded,
I want to share a Tale of Fright.
When you refer to white people
as the true nightmare that overstepped;
I want to tell you about UnderTransilvania's steep hills
with mountains so pure and swamps, forests ahead...
There was a Great Empire
where the Bogomils were Pure in Faith
and Medieval Kings of Fire
put a banner in a new Land where they Stayed.
Khan Asparuh was of noble origin;
and his Sons spread the Teachings...
with colourful threads so Wild.
Strong, assertive, independant, unjaded,
I want to share a Tale of Fright.
When you refer to white people
as the true nightmare that overstepped;
I want to tell you about UnderTransilvania's steep hills
with mountains so pure and swamps, forests ahead...
There was a Great Empire
where the Bogomils were Pure in Faith
and Medieval Kings of Fire
put a banner in a new Land where they Stayed.
Khan Asparuh was of noble origin;
and his Sons spread the Teachings...
#grief
#spiritual
#historical
#culture
#tradition
44 reads
7 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
24th Dec 2020 2:01pm
24th Dec 2020 2:01pm
L = Like
My new sign off on your poems is L standing for Like
Hope this doesn’t offend anyone
I’m a poet and a thief
I may steal your innocence
Your pink panties too
Don’t worry, I won’t regift them
Hope this doesn’t offend anyone
I’m a poet and a thief
I may steal your innocence
Your pink panties too
Don’t worry, I won’t regift them
#culture
50 reads
26 Comments
fieryangelsouljia
M6rr6g6n
M6rr6g6n
Poem Published
17th Dec 2020 4:23pm
17th Dec 2020 4:23pm
Sorry Girls, Those Boys? They Aren't Ever Worth Your Future
#strength
#MeToo
#freedom
#feminism
#culture
55 reads
2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
11th Dec 2020 11:03pm
11th Dec 2020 11:03pm
albion
why would you decide to
go it alone and expect
everyone else to give you what you want, you spoilt child ..
go it alone and expect
everyone else to give you what you want, you spoilt child ..
#culture
35 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
9th Dec 2020 6:54am
9th Dec 2020 6:54am
Oda a la Empanada
Deep fried sweet plantain
with a delicious custard in the middle
Yes please
It’s the pastry I always crave for and savor
It’s mixed with white sugar
and some cinnamon, but just a little
Give it a squeeze
and your palette will be hooked on the flavor
A nice cup of coffee and some empanadas
For me it’s a perfect afternoon delight
The creamy sweetness on my tongue
Makes my senses whirl and take flight
with a delicious custard in the middle
Yes please
It’s the pastry I always crave for and savor
It’s mixed with white sugar
and some cinnamon, but just a little
Give it a squeeze
and your palette will be hooked on the flavor
A nice cup of coffee and some empanadas
For me it’s a perfect afternoon delight
The creamy sweetness on my tongue
Makes my senses whirl and take flight
#food
#culture
#tradition
48 reads
8 Comments
Thyn_Bandwagon
Drew Jenkins
Drew Jenkins
Poem Published
1st Dec 2020 7:38pm
1st Dec 2020 7:38pm
Perception
I’ve always found it strange
How we all act the same
Yet are always surprised to realize it
How so often we speak with actions
Acting out what we want most
Yet so few understand it
The language of the silent
How we all act the same
Yet are always surprised to realize it
How so often we speak with actions
Acting out what we want most
Yet so few understand it
The language of the silent
#misunderstood
#philosophical
#culture
43 reads
0 Comments
Grae
Bryan Gray
Bryan Gray
Poem Published
13th Nov 2020 5:33am
13th Nov 2020 5:33am
a dumbing
sky ever expanding,
world ever closing in.
the meat turns.
sirius burns out.
not a wick long enough.
scales down the house lights.
eyes to dim
and the apples to rot.
'generation expiration'.
no more sunrises.
without color,
glow,
understandings.
meat putrifies
if it is all
that it can do.
world ever closing in.
the meat turns.
sirius burns out.
not a wick long enough.
scales down the house lights.
eyes to dim
and the apples to rot.
'generation expiration'.
no more sunrises.
without color,
glow,
understandings.
meat putrifies
if it is all
that it can do.
#culture
61 reads
6 Comments
Kementic1
Poem Published
25th Oct 2020 10:27pm
25th Oct 2020 10:27pm
KAMALA
Her name is not Pamela or Cam-a-la
it is pronounced Comma-la
She is the blooming Lotus flower of our fair state
and for me that fact is not up for debate
A woman with a winning million-dollar smile
who wears pearls as an homage to classic female style
As fierce as any Lioness at defending her Pride
and the reason why Kavanaugh cried
Her grilling Barr proved he is unfit
and after 11/3 his office will be forced to quit
The first woman, Black and South Asian, to be a heartbeat away from being President
and I can't wait for her victory in the...
it is pronounced Comma-la
She is the blooming Lotus flower of our fair state
and for me that fact is not up for debate
A woman with a winning million-dollar smile
who wears pearls as an homage to classic female style
As fierce as any Lioness at defending her Pride
and the reason why Kavanaugh cried
Her grilling Barr proved he is unfit
and after 11/3 his office will be forced to quit
The first woman, Black and South Asian, to be a heartbeat away from being President
and I can't wait for her victory in the...
#identity
#beauty
#politics
#freedom
#culture
161 reads
2 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
21st Oct 2020 4:53am
21st Oct 2020 4:53am
Fringes
alone
adrift at sea
stranded in the desert
on the summit
below the surface
afloat in space
imprisoned
death lives in isolation
diversity exists
at the fringes
life lives on the edge
where dissimilars
meet that’s
where the action is
where desert merges with
grassland forest mountains canyons
sand becomes soil
where houses schools
walls fences meet nature
microclimates emerge
where springs wells streams
caves geysers...
adrift at sea
stranded in the desert
on the summit
below the surface
afloat in space
imprisoned
death lives in isolation
diversity exists
at the fringes
life lives on the edge
where dissimilars
meet that’s
where the action is
where desert merges with
grassland forest mountains canyons
sand becomes soil
where houses schools
walls fences meet nature
microclimates emerge
where springs wells streams
caves geysers...
#conflict
#death
#LifeStruggles #culture
#LifeStruggles #culture
86 reads
1 Comment
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