I am currently taking a poetry class through my church. This month's prompt was How Life Changed. It is related to Carona virus & the death of Ruth Bader Ginsburg. I have tied in the 9/11 attacks. Enjoy.

This etheree poem is about what one man no longer wants to win... and why it makes some people happy.

a daring tale of robthomas

This is just an regular boring, test poem I wrote. I'm going to upload fiction story chapters everyday from now on so keep on a look out! Btw this poem stinks I wrote it when I was in elementary school so pls be nice this is just a testing poem to see how this website works!

Men birinci Qırımtatarca ğazelimni yazdım. Aqrusiyedeki inqilâp içün bu kelişikli tuyula. Men bunı tat ve çöl şivelerinen yazdım. Bu şiirni İnglizce kategoriyasına saldım, çünki Qırımtatarca içün ayrı kategoriya yoq edi. I wrote my first ghazal in Crimean Tatar. This is meant to support the revolution in Belarus. I put this in the English section because there's no section for QRT.

This triquain poem is one man's way of explaining why our current President is not doing any new campaign ads on TV.

A few houses down a father was making dinner for his kids and wife. I thought, "How lucky those kids are, to spend time with their father like that" and then I realized you were right next to me. Listening to you go on... I allowed myself to think of the lucky children again. A letter, not much of a poem but it is somewhat political. T for swearing.

The South African miner's rendition of "Po Lazarus."

The leader of the United States in my opinion. Is he helping our country? *TW: CONTAINS POLITICAL OPINIONS* Please read and review :)

My first attempt at a political commentary (US), please review.

See on minu neljas eestikeelne luuletus. See on vabavärsiline luuletus Revolutsioonist Valgevenes. Ma kirjutasin selle, sest ma armastan Valgevenet ja tahan Valgevenelasi aidata. Elagu kaua Valgevene!

Che peteĩha ñe'ẽpoty haipyre Avañe'ẽme. Ko soneto churuchuchu Vielorrúsiape rehegua. Che amoĩ ko ñe'ẽ pehẽngue ingléñe'ẽ oñemohendahápe nda'ipóri haguére avañe'ẽ pehẽngue rendaĝua. I wrote my first poem in Guarani. This is a sonnet about the revolution in Belarus. I put this in the English section because there's no section for Guarani.

Чоука (тып японскага верша), якую я напісаў дзеля беларускага народу ベラルーシ人の為に書いた長歌

They conceal lies with pretty words, and those lies are taken as the truth.

"Her Grace" is America's pride. It was the pride that led The United States into independence, the patriotism that helped the nation grow and expand. And it is inferred by many that the same pride will be the nation's downfall. Pride can only go so far before it backfires.

More musings on this current conundrum

My overdue tribute to Algerian Independence Day, which was on the 5th of July. Algeria is my favorite African country so I wrote this sonnet as a tribute.

A Pro-Life poem from the perspective of a baby.

This etheree poem is about the reason why a family has to wear paper bags on their heads.

We live in a world were villains are glorified as matyrs while heroes are expected to die. Feelings are facts, unless your feelings do not match the narrative that the masses want to be told.

Poem in memory of George Floyd and Black Lives Matter. Racist or rude comments will be deleted

Thoughts on what's happening.

This is how the American Constitution would look...if only socialism ruled the world.

A free-verse pile of my thoughts on the current situation in America (so trigger warning for COVID and riots/racism/police brutality). I'm not usually a poet, so I apologize for the quality in advance...

My point of view on the American political situation, and current events as of May 2020.