slam poetry
Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
I am she
She is one of the purest hearts you will ever know She will love you until she cannot anymore She is patient, kind, and understanding
Merjaunie LenaPublished a day ago in PoetsEquilibrium
“What do you search for?” “Peace. You?” “Vengeance.” “You can find one in the other.” “You will find both in each other.”
Obsidian WordsPublished 2 days ago in PoetsGood vs Evil
Get thee behind me, why must I remind thee? You know persistence of trickery is what defines me. You can’t have earth. You will not consume this turf.
Joe PattersonPublished 2 days ago in PoetsDancing With The Ghost
In the quiet of the night, When the world is still and bare, Shadows come alive with light, Whispers fill the air. I step into the moon's soft glow,
CHRISTIAN PPublished 2 days ago in PoetsThe Cosmic Dance: From Particles to Galaxies
In the vast expanse where stars are born, In the depths of space where mysteries adorn, There lies a dance, both subtle and grand,
Byron LoderickPublished 2 days ago in PoetsOld Words
The words stick to my ribs. They glue my diaphragm to exhaled lungs. Breath won't come. . They fill my stomach with acid.
Silver Serpent BooksPublished 3 days ago in Poets- Content Warning
AITA
Am I the asshole... In all probability yes You didn't let me finish I don't need to, do I? It'd be nice if I could... Make your case?
Paul StewartPublished 3 days ago in Poets I am something!
I am something else outside ! Something else inside ! Something else on the road ! Something else at home ! Something else at night !
There is no remedy for love but to love more
There is no remedy for love but to love more The taste of love renders the conscience of thee, Impounding on the senses, catastrophizing the stellar of pragmatism in its magnanimity.
Hridya SharmaPublished 3 days ago in PoetsDay and Night
The moon went down and I came up. But when it’s all said and done you can’t stay up. True, but when I rise you see the day is the best.
Joe PattersonPublished 3 days ago in PoetsThe Call of the Unlucky Fairy (abhagi pari ki pookar) : Family's Pain
The Call of the Unlucky Fairy (abhagi pari ki pookar) : Family's Pain I have woken up from sleep today, I am an unfortunate fairy,
Mange Ram sainiPublished 3 days ago in Poets- Content Warning
Whimpering Sorrow
I no longer want to cry on the phone , I just want to be left alone. I rather suffer in secrecy than let someone prey on my vulnerability.
PoeticallyPurple24Published 3 days ago in Poets