Culture Poems | Examples of Culture Poetry

(To the tune of Cruella De Vil) CoachElla De Vil, CoachElla De vil She's in sparkly hotpants And singing for thrills She's so drunk she won't flinch against the chill CoachElla, CoachElla She's comes alive when she...Read the rest...

Jeans were invented Meant to be taken all day Not to striptease....Read the rest...

Our Daily Bread Flour, yeast,and milk,a bit of butter too, and giving it a little time to rise, into a loaf, it grew.. From this mass of sticky flour will come warm, pillow soft bread. My body...Read the rest...

When world shutdown grace Pinoys open up their homes Jews, Russians, all race....Read the rest...

Think something global Waste is something human Buy something local....Read the rest...

When one enters home Who's mindful to take off shoes That's wholesome respect....Read the rest...

An actor I knew I saw him sitting alone in the dining room  of a small hotel, drinking brandy with coke his handsome face was bloated, and he was deep in his cups I told him of the Humblebee story...Read the rest...

One's perspective might be the precursor to his down fall when it's all or nothing he might end up with know one at all betrayal of ah lover has real consequenses a fool only loves someone that he only misses a celebration doesn't make...Read the rest...

Bel Canto Him Speaking his feelings(part Four) Her Lover has done somethang wrong who's loving her when he is gone It's so real But it ain't right As someone who knows trust me this aint right It aint right I know were wrong I'm your lover when...Read the rest...

Bel canto Her asking Suport- Part three Somewhere they say that you and I are together somewhere they'll believe that we are one we found interest in us together we're interested in having fun My true love don't know we're together If it goes Your way we've...Read the rest...

My ballet shoes have a name, undisguised among a multitude. They dance free all over, without a name. My dancing shoes are old, great enough for the right feet to keep on dancing. My ballet shoes only fit my feet to be...Read the rest...

In my kitchen's grasp, where spices hop free, Whispers of our memories, in each recipe. Khichdi's humble grace, a bow to our roots, In grains and lentils, tradition assent. Herbal notes linger, a fragrant ballet, a scenic design. As...Read the rest...

The emblem on the pendant was new to all of the professors they sorted every detail from end to end they sampled and examined until were lofted dumbfounded. a miracle: something that made all in attendance stop to notice. They looked one another in...Read the rest...

I'm afraid of my pen, It opens me up for everyone to see. My pen just flows with the thoughts that I think. Sometimes good sometimes bad, Then I write happy, then I write sad. The weather can change things,...Read the rest...

I've toiled in shadows, my hands calloused and worn, Laboring silently, my spirit tattered and torn. For the promise of pennies, I've bent my back low, While the masters of plenty reap what I sow. They say, "Be content,...Read the rest...