New generation
What I want in my life is not much. For you its garbage, but for me it's lunch. My alarm clock is bullet's flying. My days are filled with people dying. I see my mother crying. She says she’s not…
duromsa 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 duromsa 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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