Askew
Pressed to glass, like fine China, A face I thought at once I knew, The wonder years are all behind her, Ripped apart and birthed anew. All the cruel in all the world, Has kissed this face I thought…
deterioration 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 deterioration 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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