Third eye
Ding dong, The bells ring marking twelve o'clock sharp, like the knife in my hand, the blood spreading on the floor, like a raging wildfire, consuming everything it touches... The once bright pink…
yuri 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 yuri 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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