Power Poems | Examples of Power Poetry

Words Don't Have Power Their Intended Meaning Does. Their Un-Intended Meaning Does. Two (Too.) *** Since I Am Not The Only One Reading This I Have No Clue: What Power They Have Over YOU. -Gray Squirrel 06-11-2025...

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The arrival of his departure (A numb and cruel upheaval starter) was an emotional core rupture; a visual goodbye to my father. I saw his final, last inhale that would never flow to release. I saw his life light fade to pale before leaving to forever peace. In time, I joyously came to know his essence was such a strong force, he could bend...

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I should have heard all the indications that the level of danger was low; no shots fired, no weapons, no anger or injuries, and no screaming, just a possible exchange of counterfeit currency. I should have arrived on scene happy and glad that this was not a place of terror from gun shots, citizens hurt and...

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I knew justice was a myth The first time I heard about trayvon martin Killed over skittles His killer George zimmerman Acquitted He became a celebrity And trayvon He became another statistic Another black kid Erased by the system He didn't get justice I knew justice was a myth When tamir rice A 12 Yr old boy Killed for playing with a toy He...

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Thanks to these storms to which I owe the power to wield my angst like a shining sword, For they have taught me to shake off my fears and crush them at my weary feet, I feel a whirlwind of air entering my anxious being, freeing me from the shadows of fear, I owe them their icy stillness,...

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Vibrations are hiding information, Tune in to the right station, And have no expectation, To accept the full translation. Your participation in creation, Creates a unique vibration, Rippling across the nation. Reality in transformation, Feel the invasion, As love finds it's way in, Raising the vibration, Within the collective we play in. Creating a state...

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Electricity crackles in the air roller-coaster careening off its track as silver trumpets blare Gangs teem and thrive in jungles from Africa to American streets shells of...

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Hanging on By a thread Trying to remember What to believe When hope is gone And only dread remains You strike a match And let it burn The candle flickers at both ends For any respite the heart still yearns Before the darkness again descends Striving Straining Stumbling Falling She has forgotten how to fly Forgotten how to try Forgotten how to cry Her...

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FOR ALL THAT IT’S WORTH – BY HAMID SINCLAIR In God… we find the godless. So-called transformers of faith— Neo-Decepticons, New Age ravers, Ravenous sheep… in wolf’s clothing. Hapless victims—bitten by the serpent. They entered humanity’s paradise… and robbed him. No—her. Wait… is it her/him? Everyone catching the vapors of...

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A tale is told of a cruel man who once cast a stone at a righteous dervish’s head. The poor man, too meek to strike back, picked up the stone and kept it close?—? waiting. Time passed. The king, angered by that cruel man’s misdeeds, cast him into a bottomless, dark pit. The dervish came to the edge, aimed?—? and hurled the same stone down...

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I am 1,248 songs of complicated rhythm. Prose and verses tell a story of my decisions…my indecision. I am skin shaped, in 42 different shades of foolery, a life lover doing my best to avoid an other, but they seem to be everywhere these days. Crawling out from under rocks, or latent in my twisted...

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A Greyhound Bus Scheduled #102 to depart from Jackson, Mississippi With destination signage for Memphis, Tennessee The Greyhound Bus Driver was given the signal to depart Every seat was accounted for and the bus was full The bus was heading for the highway Through the downtown Streets of Jackson leading to the journey that would begin It was night and weather uncertain Light...

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'It takes one to know one', so they do state, but that won't take you far, as we're never told exactly who these 'they' are. 'It's not what you know, it's who you know', so the saying goes, but the devil is in the details, and I say, 'It's what you know about whom you know,' which really goes to show, whomsoever holds...

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haiku : rose red rose her power petals bright hold cherished scent ~ black spider inside ~~~~~~~~~~~ hiku ~~~~~~~~~ r e d r ...

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The sweat sang to me more than anything. From outside, it must have looked like a dog fight. But in the clash, in the din, in the bruises and blood, there was enough heart to choke the vultures circling above us....

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