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Here's everything that's wrong in the world.. my commalympics entry... For our actions impact others too
Children need food. There are plenty of poor children around the world.
My grandmother likes to tell stories of when she was younger. Not many believe her stories. They change and shift with each retelling. Well, all except one. || A story of financial struggle, food, and...
A poem about a boy and his mum living in poverty for @elleseng's "Memory Lane" contest.
A poem about gratitude and poverty. The title image is called 'Pure Innocence' by Rishit Temkar. Thank you for reading. :) <3
I wrote this for school describing poverty’s challenge with COVID-19
Likely my last poem about being homeless and surviving winter.
The world has made many advancements in technology, but do we really deserve to be called advanced when a part of us is still struggling of their existence...
There was a man many winter ago, he froze in a ditch walking home. His death was not known until winter was over and spring melted the snow.
An acrostic poem about the wealth gap and inequality inspired by a daily prompt 'street' from a couple of weeks ago. What does street mean to you?
This is a true incident I witnessed almost every day whenever I waited for my bus at the bus stop.
What sin did a boy of probably ten commit, that instead of being sent to school, he was selling newsp...
A tanka series about the sins of the old generation.
A lot of poor people in this whole world can't even get a bread of one time...
Here's everything that's wrong in the world.. my commalympics entry... For our actions impact others too
Children need food. There are plenty of poor children around the world.
My grandmother likes to tell stories of when she was younger. Not many believe her stories. They change and shift with each retelling. Well, all except one. || A story of financial struggle, food, and...
A poem about a boy and his mum living in poverty for @elleseng's "Memory Lane" contest.
A poem about gratitude and poverty. The title image is called 'Pure Innocence' by Rishit Temkar. Thank you for reading. :) <3
I wrote this for school describing poverty’s challenge with COVID-19
Likely my last poem about being homeless and surviving winter.
The world has made many advancements in technology, but do we really deserve to be called advanced when a part of us is still struggling of their existence...
There was a man many winter ago, he froze in a ditch walking home. His death was not known until winter was over and spring melted the snow.
An acrostic poem about the wealth gap and inequality inspired by a daily prompt 'street' from a couple of weeks ago. What does street mean to you?
This is a true incident I witnessed almost every day whenever I waited for my bus at the bus stop.
What sin did a boy of probably ten commit, that instead of being sent to school, he was selling newsp...
A tanka series about the sins of the old generation.
A lot of poor people in this whole world can't even get a bread of one time...