My Double-Edged Sword
Cool wet paint mindlessly manipulated by my long fingers across canvas, Yet a maze of intersecting crossroads lie adjacent on the ground. A pen firmly gripped in my hand, a tsunami of words flowing…
blood on their hands is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 2 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees blood on their hands in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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