slam poetry
Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
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Tyrannosaurus Wrecked
Introduction The entire idea from this poem is taken from the book "The Roaches Have No King" by Daniel Evan Weiss. My last challenge entry was going to be my final one for this challenge but Dharrsheena wanted me to do this one, so you know i can resist anything but temptation.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished about 5 hours ago in Poets Angel of the Deep
Angel of the Deep Hidden in plain sight Shifting sands and waves Draw in the fools and the brave in equal measure A creature of beauty and grace
Atomic HistorianPublished about 10 hours ago in PoetsBroken relationships (tootte rishte): Father's change
Broken relationships (tootte rishte): Father's change Broken relationships (tootte rishte) Mother is saying something,
Mange Ram sainiPublished about 20 hours ago in PoetsBurning Fire
In the heart of night, where shadows dance, A spark ignites in a whispered trance. Its birth is humble, a tender gleam, A flicker of hope in a formless dream.
Samson E. GiftedPublished about 21 hours ago in PoetsZoom'
In the virtual space, we meet, Connected by screens, our faces greet. From far and wide, we come together, United by purpose, our bond to gather.
Isra SaleemPublished a day ago in Poets- Content Warning
Sublime
Thumping, Thumping, Thumping in his veins The beat of death and the failing rhythm of life. Reaching, grabbing, missing with his hands.
Silver Serpent BooksPublished 2 days ago in Poets Dinosaur Delima's
I feel like a dinosaur with my flaky, scaley skin I've seen others like me too, before it's all stretchy and paper thin *
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 2 days ago in Poetswomb shadow woman
Synchronized hierophant I've been misplaced Waste no time with those with no taste Deep within that womb held plenty shadow
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In the calm of the evening, where the stars murmur mysteries Furthermore, the moon's silver light moves upon the earth, A sensitive scent winds through the air,
Rony SutradarPublished 2 days ago in PoetsLove is Not Enough
Love is enough thought the world be a-waning and the wood have no voice but the voice of complaining though the sky be too dark
Seduced
Your Kissing Me And Threatening My Heart With Your Eyes… Procrastination Began, To Speak, But Just Like A Dream It Was All In My Mind…
HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)Published 3 days ago in PoetsFish'
Fish, a creature of wonder, a sight to see Gliding through the water, with the grace and glee Scales shining like a diamonds, in the ocean's embrace
Isra SaleemPublished 3 days ago in Poets