Turning Tables
Open your palms, dont clentch. Imagine youre sitting, waiting alone on a bench. The leaves blow by, rolling past your tired feet, those that you use to chase dreams. They tell you time and time…
why some adults anger me 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 why some adults anger me 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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