Poets in Motion
We’re celebrating National Poetry Month with our first poetry contest. Submit your most artistic, emotional, or hilarious original poetry inspired by movement—whatever that means to you. Use #VocalNPM to enter.
The Good Girls Go Through the Worst
I can’t help that I saw the universe in you I can’t help that I spoke you into my future only to be placed in your past I can’t help that I knew your potential
Jewell ColemanPublished 5 years ago in PoetsBlack Like Me
I fling my arms wide With a smile and a tear, Then feel a belonging That’s rare around here, Your hand holds mine But somehow I feel free,
Alexis Dean Jr.Published 5 years ago in PoetsTo Be Continued...
I know majority of my poems may seem sad, but somehow my life just came down to that wrapped in darkness, no peak hole, just heartless.
Jewell ColemanPublished 5 years ago in PoetsWander
Oh, well, I'm the type of guy who will never settle down Wherever my feet'll take me, well, you know that I'm around I won't put down roots I guess I can never be tamed
Jonathan CostaPublished 5 years ago in PoetsOne Question
(explicit language) Your past can fuck up your future. Your future can't fuck up your past. Why so many people live in what can't last. Why hold on to things that bring you anger and pain. Living in the past, everything remains the same.
Josephine condePublished 5 years ago in PoetsWishes
If I had three wishes, bullets would become gummy bears Kids would laugh when the candy gets stuck in mother's hair I would no longer be scared, of the summer air
Alexis Dean Jr.Published 5 years ago in PoetsBridges
For every bridge I build Three more I burn With every thoughtless word Gesture learned Accidental spurn I seem to always take the cake
Jonathan CostaPublished 5 years ago in PoetsThe Observer
The straight posture and the calmness radiating off her like the cool sea breeze. The radiant smile and shyness giving her various shades of cuteness.
Kuyik UmohPublished 5 years ago in PoetsWe/Oui (pt. i)
You see...I’m scared of the future and for the next generation,cuz as society “progresses,” i see the fall of a nation.A nation that is the product of a million and one frustrations:economic disparity and failing public education.Political corruption, rising gun violence rates andmedical and mental patients without hopes of salvation.
Jenna KingPublished 5 years ago in PoetsIn the Darkest Night I Woke
I died a thousand times But I never truly lived I never knew what it was to unconditionally give To love another in their darkness and to completely trust
Kirsty AnnePublished 5 years ago in PoetsSelfish Take
Dew drops on daisies cause pouting of crowds That damn the carbon footprint and the lights. They burn because of the fossil fuel clouds.
Skyler SaundersPublished 5 years ago in PoetsLife Eternal
Men killed and died for a sip To lengthen their trip to judgment day And I heard a guy say I don't want to live forever
Jonathan CostaPublished 5 years ago in Poets