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  • Starla Moore
    Published about 2 hours ago
    Elusive

    Elusive

    Elusive, She called him this, and it wasn’t a jab to his, Random evanescence, His disconnection from society and their standards,
  • Brittany Ivy
    Published about 3 hours ago
    Games

    Games

    I am me And I’ll make you see Who’s the real enemy It’s power and greed That keep you hungry Not for more But for scraps on the floor
  • Crybabi
    Published about 3 hours ago
    A Forest To The Wood Cutters

    A Forest To The Wood Cutters

    There was a time when I used to be your luxury. I never knew there was a problem. I would have never knew that you needed so much of me.
  • Rhashel Price
    Published about 3 hours ago
    Unlearned

    Unlearned

    I dont know how to love noone ever taught me it hurts me more than being alone could ever cause me I feel pain inside me, in my brain and my heart
  • DJ Nino XX
    Published about 3 hours ago
    Da Call

    Da Call

    Leon: Well we found our callin’ Nino: Glad we gonna leave some on they bellies crawlin’ DJ: We can’t carry them all most prayin on our downfall
  • Leonidas Nikiforuk
    Published about 3 hours ago
    Passing time

    Passing time

    When today is tomorrow And the past has yet come We think about where we are And wonder if its ever done When yesterday has come and gone
Staff Picks
  • Caylie Hausman
    Published 8 days ago
    somes (suhm•z)

    somes (suhm•z)

    Normal. The idea pushes you forward, stains your tongue red. Normal proceeds to get stuck in hyperspeed and see its way
  • V. Plut
    Published 3 months ago
    A Race of Poets

    A Race of Poets

    Human beings are a race of poets — some of us develop this trait fully while others of us are content to walk through life without a thought to the world that surrounds us. We have the capacity to see nature and the world around us as something more than meets the eye. Some see this human trait as biological, simply a series of synapses firing or connecting when we view a scene in nature or think abstractly, but some see it as a spiritual endeavor outside of biology that we develop in order to transcend everyday existence. Either way, it is a quality unique to humans.
  • V. Plut
    Published 4 months ago
    If Basho Owned a Camera

    If Basho Owned a Camera

    Matsuo Kinsaku, or Basho, as he is more commonly known, born 1644 in Japan, considered to be the master of Haiku poetry, would today perhaps take a liking to the camera, especially the iphone and smaller mirrorless cameras. They could easily have been transported in his backpack on a trip into the north country of Japan — but would it have changed his poetry?
  • Bryana Fern
    Published 6 months ago
    Poetry of the Lizard King

    Poetry of the Lizard King

    You may know him as Mr. Mojo Risin, the psychedelic rock god of The Doors or you may know him as just a disturbing and strange artist who joined the famed 27 Club with his death on July 3, 1971. Both accounts would be true. Love him or hate him, James Douglas Morrison created a counter culture movement of rage that filled the 60s in stark opposition to the positive message of love from contemporaries John Lennon. Instead, Morrison tapped into the collective conscious of a generation enraged and disturbed by its wars and conspiracies and failures. Its betrayals.
  • Sierra Lynn
    Published 7 months ago
    6 Ways I Overcome Writers Block When it Comes to Poetry.

    6 Ways I Overcome Writers Block When it Comes to Poetry.

    When it comes to writing, words usually come pretty easy. As true as this statement may be everyone gets hit with cinder blocks that may prevent them from creating a masterpiece.
  • Anna-Alexia Basile
    Published 7 months ago
    dancing air

    dancing air

    how does one describe the way the wind dances across a sand dune. imaginative and free, by the name of Nkechi, floating
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Heartbreak
  • Jordan Davis
    Published about 4 hours ago
    Impossible

    Impossible

    As I walked through the door, she started askin where ive been, I had told her twice before "i been playin cards with my friends."
  • Jessyka Peckham
    Published about 6 hours ago
    Cup of Tea

    Cup of Tea

    I will sprinkle your wounds with sugar and mint leaves.... perched lips wait for the dampness of caramel rain slide of the tongue lost amongst the flood
  • Ani
    Published a day ago
    16

    16

    16 Losing myself in someone else Losing myself in something less than what I deserve But damn it feels so good Even when it feels like hell
Inspirational
  • Brittany Ivy
    Published about 3 hours ago
    Games

    Games

    I am me And I’ll make you see Who’s the real enemy It’s power and greed That keep you hungry Not for more But for scraps on the floor
  • Leonidas Nikiforuk
    Published about 3 hours ago
    Passing time

    Passing time

    When today is tomorrow And the past has yet come We think about where we are And wonder if its ever done When yesterday has come and gone
  • DJ Nino XX
    Published about 3 hours ago
    Enlightenment

    Enlightenment

    It’s a message if you trying to go for perfection you won’t catch it 🤷🏾‍♂️🙏🏾 NAMASTE 🙏🏾 Enlightenment To Acknowledge the understanding you have no knowledge of what is truly happening in front of me (You)
Love Poems
  • Elizabeth Arnold
    Published about 3 hours ago
    Champ to the Rescue

    Champ to the Rescue

    Seven-thirty to Four and an Eternity behind Twenty lost souls who can’t signal, brake or drive Pushes all thought of him out of my mind.
  • Brittany Carroll
    Published about 5 hours ago
    Ocean

    Ocean

    Constantly feeling like I’m in open water Always like I’m drowning. Trying to get to the surface but keep getting pulled down.
  • Mya Francis
    Published about 5 hours ago
    I’ve Met Someone New Pt. 2

    I’ve Met Someone New Pt. 2

    FRESHMAN YEAR, SPRING 2020-PRESENT DAY I’ve Met Someone New Pt.2 We’ve known each other for so long to the point where our bond feels so strong, and these feelings don’t feel wrong. The way you make me feel is an emotion like no other. I love how we always take care of one another. Making sure I’m not stressing and always down for protecting. Your never disrespecting and your kisses feel like heaven. Your my safe place and I don’t wanna let you go. You always keep it real with me and always let me know, when you feeling me and love is something that you always show.
Nature Poetry
  • The Tourist
    Published about 3 hours ago
    Vampire Sun

    Vampire Sun

    Celebrating the rising sun.... A wooded path into the unknown is where am reborn. The trees are my grandparents, my mother, my father, my sisters, and my friends. The trees are everyone that I have ever known. I celebrate the rising sun which blesses our home with eternal life. The sun is the vampire of planets, our ruler, and our god. I dance to the sun which will continue to shine long after I am gone. I dance to the sun which will forever gift others with the ground I walk on, the flowers I lay upon, and the trees who are my world and the air that I breathe. Dance for the sun while you are here, because nothing exists without it.
  • Ria
    Published a day ago
    Summer Flavor

    Summer Flavor

    You never know what sunshine tastes like Till it slaps your tastebuds A mixture of citrus, berries And sadness Nonetheless
  • KAD
    Published a day ago
    Up in a Tree

    Up in a Tree

    Up in a tree hath a nest, Where three little eggs lay at rest. While mama bird is away, The tree stands still with eggs that lay.
Sad Poetry
  • Crybabi
    Published about 3 hours ago
    A Forest To The Wood Cutters

    A Forest To The Wood Cutters

    There was a time when I used to be your luxury. I never knew there was a problem. I would have never knew that you needed so much of me.
  • Rhashel Price
    Published about 3 hours ago
    Unlearned

    Unlearned

    I dont know how to love noone ever taught me it hurts me more than being alone could ever cause me I feel pain inside me, in my brain and my heart
  • Leonidas Nikiforuk
    Published about 3 hours ago
    When the last grain of sand falls

    When the last grain of sand falls

    I just heard something heavy It’s about a friend of mine the doctor just informed him He’s living on borrowed time He doesn’t get a date
Slam Poetry
  • Starla Moore
    Published about 2 hours ago
    Elusive

    Elusive

    Elusive, She called him this, and it wasn’t a jab to his, Random evanescence, His disconnection from society and their standards,
  • Rowan Finley
    Published about 9 hours ago
    Crazed.

    Crazed.

    Crazed. Gazed. And. Longed. For. More. Focused. Locust. Eating. Away. My. Soul. Ransom. Random. Recollections. Down. Memory. Lane.
  • Amari Simone
    Published about 11 hours ago
    Sun In Libra

    Sun In Libra

    (lyrics to a new song I wrote. It’ll be on Apple Music and Spotify November 27,2020) Sun in Libra October 12 1992 An indigo child was born
Social Commentary
  • Gwendolyn Farris - baldwin
    Published about 4 hours ago
    Kill them with kindness

    Kill them with kindness

    Kill them with kindness oh how people will hate , Kill them with kindness who can relate? Kill them with kindness and watch how they behave.
  • Statz Street Poetry
    Published about 6 hours ago
    Lovely Genocide

    Lovely Genocide

    1, 2, 3 Bow, Bow, Bow here them gun sounds ain’t it so foul how they want to see us down instead of controlling the town
  • Tecoria Savage
    Published a day ago
    STAND

    STAND

    Think back, way back. Back when they beat us til they seen white meat. Or when Harriet ran for freedom and they would chop off others feet.
Surreal Poetry
  • DJ Nino XX
    Published about 3 hours ago
    Da Call

    Da Call

    Leon: Well we found our callin’ Nino: Glad we gonna leave some on they bellies crawlin’ DJ: We can’t carry them all most prayin on our downfall
  • Tk Nickle
    Published about 3 hours ago
    This Ocean

    This Ocean

    Look deep into your innermost thoughts, past the constant affirmations and the and the peace they brought. Look past the parts you push down deep, in that sea of your mind where the Kraken does creep. Are you strong enough?
  • Saga Amolaka
    Published about 4 hours ago
    Metaphoric Madness

    Metaphoric Madness

    My life has often felt like driving a car exceedingly fast with little control. Floating from one extreme to the next without a thought, almost as if I wasn’t in control at all. I’ve come close to crashing several times. I’ve been pulled over, ticketed, and even jailed yet, to no avail, I can’t slow down. I’ve utilized the cruise control a time or two, rode the wave and flowed with traffic, but there’s only so much going with the flow I can do. In a hurry for nothing, putting myself and others at risk with my negligence, sometimes I feel I deserve the fiery crash that’s impending.
Vintage
  • Tristan Stuart
    Published 4 days ago
    Flanders field WW1 poem.

    Flanders field WW1 poem.

    In the Flanders fields, the poppies grow and blow in the wind. The blood of my brothers will not be vain. Come on my Conrad’s pick up that torch and March to victory. Every man, every foe. Every scar and every tear. Lord knows the cries of these brave men. We were lost and never found. These crosses mark our path, not our success. We were enemies but we became brothers. We want peace lest we forget, no man will feel cold no more. We shall not sleep we shall not rest. Thou god knows the poppies will grow in Flanders fields.
  • Gwendolyn Farris - baldwin
    Published 6 days ago
    Family

    Family

    Family is important, family sticks together. Family has a strong bond that can never be broken. Family all come together at any occasion, family never turn their backs, family pick each other up.
  • Tom Baker
    Published 10 days ago
    Arthur Rimbaud: "Bottom" and "Barbarian" (1886)

    Arthur Rimbaud: "Bottom" and "Barbarian" (1886)

    Bottom Reality being just too prickly for my illustrious self,--I was, nevertheless, transformed into a great, grey-blue carrion bird, a vulture soaring to the ceiling.--Yet, dragging one wing through the black shadows of nightfall.