fortune cookie
a throbbing discontent, a deluted sence of hope, feeds my broke ego, a freaksh brute on dope. a limp and vile nusience, that ever haunts my bliss, a foul and criptic tourment, a sickening abyss. its…
myfourtune 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 myfourtune 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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