Poems About Oppression by Top Critiquers
#oppression
Poems about oppression by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
buddhakitty
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2023 3:44pm
23rd Jul 2023 3:44pm
rondo
it is better that any
society fearing spirited
debate and asking serious
questions without being
shouted down or
canceled
should return to the
darkness of the cave
and solve their differences
with pointy sticks, stones and
clubs
history...
the ever expanding
circle of diminishing
returns
society fearing spirited
debate and asking serious
questions without being
shouted down or
canceled
should return to the
darkness of the cave
and solve their differences
with pointy sticks, stones and
clubs
history...
the ever expanding
circle of diminishing
returns
#violence
#oppression
#freedom
#HumanRights
#ignorance
106 reads
8 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
28th Aug 2020 4:44pm
28th Aug 2020 4:44pm
My Art
#oppression
#myself
#WritingPoetry
#freedom
#art
493 reads
10 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
9th May 2023 4:23pm
9th May 2023 4:23pm
Untitled
Anticipating the taunt
Of a spellbound fate was
Like irony for some
Vicarious shame,
Bringing loneliness
To those of whom
Have beckoned, trekked,
Waited for poetic justice in the
Retribution of intrusive
Marketing that shrouds, hides.
Masterful callousness,
Pretending to never feel,
Mocked and laughed at
The innocent wonder
Of familiar reminiscence,
Like insisting favor
Was sensual, assuming an
Embarrassing tease,
Reinforcing the numb veracity
Of what carnality was worth. ...
Of a spellbound fate was
Like irony for some
Vicarious shame,
Bringing loneliness
To those of whom
Have beckoned, trekked,
Waited for poetic justice in the
Retribution of intrusive
Marketing that shrouds, hides.
Masterful callousness,
Pretending to never feel,
Mocked and laughed at
The innocent wonder
Of familiar reminiscence,
Like insisting favor
Was sensual, assuming an
Embarrassing tease,
Reinforcing the numb veracity
Of what carnality was worth. ...
#oppression
#LifeStruggles
#God
#spiritual
#humankind
77 reads
0 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
24th Apr 2022 10:03am
24th Apr 2022 10:03am
Hell On Earth
It feels like hell whenever you're around
No one's allowed to make a sound
Go ahead and demand our absent respect
Wherever you are evil sadly abounds
You make living hell on earth
At birth I must have been cursed
Knowing I'm just your property
It the thing that hurts the worst
Why momma stays with you I don't know
My dislike for you only seems to grow
There must be a way to break free
You're not a father but my foe
No one's allowed to make a sound
Go ahead and demand our absent respect
Wherever you are evil sadly abounds
You make living hell on earth
At birth I must have been cursed
Knowing I'm just your property
It the thing that hurts the worst
Why momma stays with you I don't know
My dislike for you only seems to grow
There must be a way to break free
You're not a father but my foe
#betrayal
#oppression
367 reads
5 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
12th Aug 2023 6:11pm
12th Aug 2023 6:11pm
Particles of Colony
Rusted iron bands.
China teapot atomised.
Shackled electrons.
China teapot atomised.
Shackled electrons.
#oppression
#art
#historical #inequality
#historical #inequality
67 reads
1 Comment
Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
10th Sep 2022 10:37am
10th Sep 2022 10:37am
Villanelle Nr.23 — Reviewing the Queen and Us
To the discordant witch we had to say no
a long time ago as the terminators proceeded
without a hitch ’til the wee small hours and time to go
home where cold beds lay waiting for us and so
all we had to do could have succeeded
by shutting the rough sheds and saying no …
sadly naïvety piqued the flow
of consequences and firmly heeded
the lies spooked rickety minds ’til time to go
demonstrating that to keep the show
on the road one keeps language fully seeded
steeped in pageantry to test the...
a long time ago as the terminators proceeded
without a hitch ’til the wee small hours and time to go
home where cold beds lay waiting for us and so
all we had to do could have succeeded
by shutting the rough sheds and saying no …
sadly naïvety piqued the flow
of consequences and firmly heeded
the lies spooked rickety minds ’til time to go
demonstrating that to keep the show
on the road one keeps language fully seeded
steeped in pageantry to test the...
#oppression
#politics
#money
#HumanRights
#inequality
297 reads
13 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
20th Jul 2023 1:26am
20th Jul 2023 1:26am
unfortunate
my name’s smith, he said,
which they assumed was
an alias, but which
unfortunately wasn’t, since
they hanged him, thinking
he was somebody else
entirely, and thus he
ended up entirely dead
which they assumed was
an alias, but which
unfortunately wasn’t, since
they hanged him, thinking
he was somebody else
entirely, and thus he
ended up entirely dead
#oppression
83 reads
5 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
24th Sep 2023 4:12am
24th Sep 2023 4:12am
incredible rain: a pentaprismic suite
of floods and famines, flaws and fools
4. flaws
indelible stain
marks well the parchment of the careless ink
that scribbles disdain
to push humility out on the brink
high horses will trip
when challenged by a slippery-slopey path
saved not by the whip
of him who navigates with fuming wrath
© Copyright 2023 September 18
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
4. flaws
indelible stain
marks well the parchment of the careless ink
that scribbles disdain
to push humility out on the brink
high horses will trip
when challenged by a slippery-slopey path
saved not by the whip
of him who navigates with fuming wrath
© Copyright 2023 September 18
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
#anger
#oppression
#WritingPoetry #weakness
#WritingPoetry #weakness
42 reads
2 Comments
Joseph-Zenieh
Poem Published
20th Aug 2021 6:56pm
20th Aug 2021 6:56pm
THE WEAK AND AGGRESSION
THE WEAK AND AGGRESSION
My heart is always with the weak
who crawl on earth like a small worm
to see a place itself to hide
from eyes the strong use to descry
and dive with wings so apt to use.
Where will you go? Their eyes are sharp.
They see the filthy places your
most frightened mind drives you to choose
as those of strength avoid to use.
They hate to seek you in the dirt,
but they do that just you to hurt
not for a useful aim they have
but for their pride when they show off
as the weak are born for the...
My heart is always with the weak
who crawl on earth like a small worm
to see a place itself to hide
from eyes the strong use to descry
and dive with wings so apt to use.
Where will you go? Their eyes are sharp.
They see the filthy places your
most frightened mind drives you to choose
as those of strength avoid to use.
They hate to seek you in the dirt,
but they do that just you to hurt
not for a useful aim they have
but for their pride when they show off
as the weak are born for the...
#oppression
216 reads
14 Comments
drone
Poem Published
4th Feb 2018 9:18am
4th Feb 2018 9:18am
Polluticians
There are
no more
Politicians
for the Polluticians
have over run
what we
Naively believe
is the democratically elected
Peoples parliament
Where justice
is twisted
for those
who have it all
and for the rest of us
Lip service
is given
with a Pitying
Smile
no more
Politicians
for the Polluticians
have over run
what we
Naively believe
is the democratically elected
Peoples parliament
Where justice
is twisted
for those
who have it all
and for the rest of us
Lip service
is given
with a Pitying
Smile
#oppression
#power
#politics
#pollution
#inequality
439 reads
0 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
6th Aug 2018 10:36pm
6th Aug 2018 10:36pm
INVOLUNTARY ACCOMPLICE
Oh to have been born suspenders
To support trousers without any shame
Instead I’m a belt that frequently renders
painful screams when wielded to maim.
I keep up the pants of a sometimes bully.
When he’s drunk, as a weapon I’m used.
If sober from loops he rarely removes me.
‘Cept in anger a loved one is bruised.
History used as justification,
“My daddy beat me black and blue.”
I was passed down by that generation
to ensure whippings continue.
Doomed to recall every child’s tear
Every cruel beater’s...
To support trousers without any shame
Instead I’m a belt that frequently renders
painful screams when wielded to maim.
I keep up the pants of a sometimes bully.
When he’s drunk, as a weapon I’m used.
If sober from loops he rarely removes me.
‘Cept in anger a loved one is bruised.
History used as justification,
“My daddy beat me black and blue.”
I was passed down by that generation
to ensure whippings continue.
Doomed to recall every child’s tear
Every cruel beater’s...
#anger
#violence
#oppression #alcohol
#oppression #alcohol
440 reads
4 Comments
LunasChild8
Poem Published
1st Jul 2018 11:12pm
1st Jul 2018 11:12pm
Speak No Evil
I’m a human being with God given rights
Or were they rights created by humans?
The saying goes: “See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil”
Then why does society claim that we have freedom of speech?
Censorship everywhere urging us to “speak no evil.”
Or were they rights created by humans?
The saying goes: “See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil”
Then why does society claim that we have freedom of speech?
Censorship everywhere urging us to “speak no evil.”
#corruption
#oppression
#technology
#humankind
#HumanRights
582 reads
8 Comments
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