Your Spark
The nights were long and lacked of rest, my head: aching, my body: tense. The cold air and cold stone made my firing hope dim and flicker, and I needed a kindle. As always, he stood tall and…
coldanddark is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 1 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees coldanddark 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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