Disjointed
I don't know who I am except: Borrowed atoms Bad timing And love I don't know where I am except this moment With a smoke in my hand, My hair in the wind And this restlessness I carry with me…
hedonism 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 hedonism 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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