Activism Poems

Activism poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of activism poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on activism are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

The Three Fedoras

The Three Fedoras sonnet poems

Atop our heads, we place a special hat, We pull it off and that’s where verse is found. We look to Sklyark’s flight if we fall flat, Then link our words to pictures that resound. The muses visit us and

Poems containing references to : Activism

An Acid Rain

An Acid Rain short poem

This is it, I want to say. An acid rain falling each evening and you, reading a poem surrounded by flame – attendants. Nothing moves farther than activism. Conversation centers around the flares on the surface of an orange sun,

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Abdication

Abdication short poem

It was a domestic pain, when we came apart in boots and helmets. Taking the shine away, moon gave up the fight on lake, against the clouds, a sniper intuitingly, started a homicidal blasting to start the rains. An ode

Chasing The Shadow

Chasing The Shadow short poem

Drowned in unclogged arteries: thoughts. I am going to release a swarm of bees. It was your dark hour. A father sits outside your body to collect the stings. A restive finger on a blue gun invites the ghosts to

Love

Love short poem

The night in Love.. The lady shatter her dream.. She sacrifices all her career.. For the sake of love.. She surrender.. In front of Beloved one.. Ooh you caught me.. Oooh make me fine.. Oooh you love me… The man

A Longing Whisper

A Longing Whisper short poem

A longing whisper in the heart, When pain oozes, Leaving a trail of, Untold feelings. The emptiness gnaws, The lonely soul, That cries for a smile, When memories fail to soothe. Glaciers of the heart, Melt into tears, With a

Love

Love short poem

Love that causes my heart to flutter, Mouth to water, knees to tremble, Lungs to lose oxygen, skin to be matted with hives, I could do without, but want to live beside. Wish to ride your intoxicating effects, maintain your

Lead Me

Lead Me short poem

From the concrete jungle of materialistic pleasures, From the frenzy of amassing futile treasures, From the constant fear of losing or winning, From the endless cycle of falling and sinning, From the darkness of blinding fame, From the mindless, cut

Psychedelic

Psychedelic short poem

Oh my God!, What is this going on ?, Why this rigmarole ?, How can I break the crowd ?, Are all those eyes watching me ?, Or am I asking something wrong ? Oh my God!, Weekend is gonna

Time And Again…

Time And Again... short poem

A manifestation of her fury, Made us witness and bury, Concrete dreams under debris, As we stand victims of the crisis. Helpless, she let herself be dug up, For us to mine wealth and stack up. But her heart and

An Ode To A Photographer

An Ode To A Photographer ode

A photograph is a whisper, Of an untold story, One that is deeper, Than just an emotion. It is a beautiful mirror, Reflecting candid moments, With a unique wistfulness, That captivates your heart. It is sometimes a lovely portrait, Of

In Purgatorio?

In Purgatorio? short poem

Sometimes I imagine, I am free: free to come out from a diagram, to bring inside out. Ultimately rescued from the ancestors, and ready to face my unborn children. An apparition sneaks in. Transgender? Half human, half god? There is

The Heart Of A Male Romantic

The Heart Of A Male Romantic short poem

The heart of a male romantic expresses his feelings born from his own pen rather then purchased in a card He is moved to comfort the one who holds his adoring gaze He will make her feet float softly on

The Wait

The Wait short poem

The Dark nights The Dimming lights The Owls hoots The Sound of boots The Wishes await The Stares at the gate The Chilling breeze The Dangling keys… The Empty chair The Hopes in despair The Lonely dawn The Joys withdrawn

Diary Of The Turkish Child Bride

Diary Of The Turkish Child Bride long poem

The day I put on the glossy red lip colour And a white dress plump as an umbrella A big sigh of relief let out my own mother Glimmered dribbling teardrops in my eyes Saw I smiles around and heard

Dichotome

Dichotome short poem

Paths of silence and Noise of the breeze, Crimson halo and golden leaves, Swaying stars and rigid trees – These were the things of my humble quiescence. Dreams anchored, With floating ice. Fuzzy gaits through hardened eyes, Barren grasses, And

Do You Know This Girl?

Do You Know This Girl? prose poem

Do you know this girl? I wonder if you do. I know her now, but not as this mysterious, silent, sad figure. What is she looking for? Did she find it? The girl in the photo. Because she will grow

Brain-dead

Brain dead short poem

Reading more between the words, my fractured dream, identified by its teeth, begins to bite in pursuit of an unknown fear, the river becoming red, a paranoid delirium sets out a scream under the praised beheading of a jolted lover

What If I

What If I prose poem

What if i comes to you for ever? Will you care for me the same…. No!! What if i starts abominating you? Will you understand me for the same.. No!! What if i disavowal your words? Will you respects me

Unattended

Unattended short poem

Evening wore a floral dress. Blue birds announced their departure opening red wings. You know them, buffs of night who would not wait for the moon to rise and I had nothing to hide. These tragic toes black with gangrene

Drops

Drops short poem

Drops splashed over, here and there Few settled quickly and others were queer Little clear spheres at times radiant with colors Looked like rainbows drawn so near.. Must have been bundles of joy to the child’s eyes, For it just

Kissing Shadow

Kissing Shadow short poem

Guise like an angel, cuts like a devil Child-like, playful, so fickle as he tickle Sleek, dark, cat-like eyes Brows black as the chilly night Cherry-picking lips, decadent smile Little kitty, big bad leopard inside. Breathe-like stance, scary but not

Basket Of Dreams

Basket Of Dreams short poem

When I met you for the first time You gifted me..My Basket of Dreams Long But Forgotten, Lost But Found ! Full of Bliss ..Thy Basket of Dreams Its Woven with silk of your reflection Its coated in pink, your

Wish

Wish short poem

I wish for things no one can give me No not for money or clothes only a key. A key to unlock a door. A door to give me a safe way to the floor. I wish for eyes that

Old Year’s Eve

Old Years Eve short poem

The ghosts of winters past plague my mind with a blissful memory of the first coquettish look and the first breath of her omniscient essence The failure of one’s duty by thine own hand is the blade that cuts the

Faming Of Love

Faming Of Love prose poem

Since long I have been yearning to get lost on your sensuous lips my voluptuous desires are burning to feel them with scrumptious kiss With adolescence gesture you mesmerized and allured me to float into your sexy eyes with your

The Bird Nest

The Bird Nest short poem

How does a bird know how to build a nest? Does it learn from its parents? Does it watch other birds? No to either. Instinct is what is said. How do baby Sea Turtles know to head for the ocean

Waiting

Waiting short poem

Life alone is a desolate reign, feel no remorse, no fear, no pain. Dark lonely days and endless nights with no chance of living, or more pointless fights. My reasons, pure and simple. A growing need with mouths to feed;

The Light Of Gods Love

The Light Of Gods Love short poem

When you have A personal relationship with GOD, you have inner PEACE, That no one can shake, And evil can’t over take. There’s PEACE, JOY, LOVE That you have received, As GIFTS from his LOVE, And only comes from GOD

Love Sonnet 102

Love Sonnet 102 sonnet poems

The sea that pounds the shore unceasingly, Gives wisdom to all, for whom it so brings, But naught it lays a word enticingly, As gem must be dislodged where so it clings; To know the passion of its heart that

Don’t Stop, A Letter To My Wife

Dont Stop, A Letter To My Wife prose poem

Dear Barbara I have attempted to shield you from uncaring and mean spirited people, thinking that I was helping you. I have tried to coral and box you in, caution and counsel you, thinking that I was helping you. I

Sharks

Sharks short poem

They manipulated the words to cross the corridors of essence. Crib was empty, child was stolen. At blood stained altar there was no clue to mystical death. The contents now matter. Time displays tools of murder, snaps the sheet from

Parting Love…

Parting Love… short poem

I thought we were meant for each other You and me and no other. You promised to be there always And yet we finally parted our ways You said ‘I love you & will always do’, ‘And even when my

Excuses

Excuses short poem

We have heard it all, So and so is a multimillionaire, He began by rearing chicken, Don’t you wonder? How did they reach at the top? Just because of chicken? No! The answer is simple, They didn’t have excuses not

Collective Guilt

Collective Guilt short poem

For the sake of lake, I climbed on the weeping hills to see the other side of moon. The precipice of hunger weighs heavily on shoulders. Capricious time moves inwardly, Strikes at the chest. I set free the love-birds. Conflict

Betrayal

Betrayal short poem

Betrayal, like the coldest wind that turns to ice in your veins That cannot be liquefied by apologetic words or obvious guilt It only seems to melt when we accept that people will always do what they want But shards

Lost Meanings

Lost Meanings short poem

In mangled bodies and severed limbs, the blood gives up its claim. A twisted window blocks the landscape of silvered faces. Nobody talks with the moon. Night burns, the fat floats on the dead mouthings. Death has the foulest taste.

Computer Simulation

Computer Simulation short poem

Some say we live in a computer simulation. A simulation run by others further along. Our sentients is just as real as theirs. “I think therefore I am.” If this is true, what do we do? Some interesting possibilities could

Undone

Undone ballad

You meant for me to come undone. But verbal attacks won’t keep me down. You lied about the lie you lied about. Now all I want from you is freedom. I have free will to pick and choose. I don’t

“marching Saints” ~ forever And A Day !

marching Saints ~ forever And A Day ! short poem

On the lines of the poem ‘Daffodils’, I quote my words once for the view uphill ! Plush green ferns,algae laden trees.. Behold! my sight catches a line of men in “Olive Green” Weapon they gripped, capped with camouflaged nets