Lullaby
Hidden in the woods; The sun is going down now. Shadows closing in; The sun is going down now. The soft wind blows in the trees; Sleep soundly, my love. Please remember this song and Sleep soundly my…
undirected is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 4 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees undirected 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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