Smoke Clears on the Maidan
No more bullets fly in Kyiv, On the burnt and black Maidan, The barricades can now come down, For the battle is now won. Berkut no longer threatens, One hundred dead, no more, Need fall lifeless on…
kyiv 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 kyiv 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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