performance poetry
Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
A Whale of a Poem
Photo by Olga ga on Unsplash O blue whale, so large and so blue, How do you fit in the sea? Your tail must be huge,
Super TrendPublished about 9 hours ago in PoetsUnveiling Masculine Vulnerability
In the realm where strength and vulnerability entwine, Let us journey through the depths of the masculine mind. Where men, brave and bold, navigate unseen tides,
The Pull of the Forest
Deep in the dark, dense forest, there are trees towering over me, they are keeping me safe, but also keeping me on edge with a healthy dose of uneasiness
Paul StewartPublished about 10 hours ago in Poets
Childhood and Innocence
In a world so wide, where time does unfold, Lies a realm of innocence, a treasure untold. Childhood's enchantment, pure and serene,
Forever's nothing but an illusion
Introduction: In the realm of love, we often find ourselves captivated by the illusion of forever. This is the story of my own journey—a tale of discovery, growth, and the realization that forever is a concept we must redefine. Join me as I navigate the twists and turns of love, uncovering the beauty hidden within the ephemeral moments and learning to embrace the true essence of forever.
sex
This poem I offer, a tribute to desire, To the flames that burn, igniting the fire. May it kindle the embers of your deepest lust, And bring you fulfillment, love, and trust.
kulandaivelPublished about 11 hours ago in PoetsHolding A Flashlight for Dad
"Distraction's the foe of concentration," dad said giving his tool a spin, “I don’t know what school is teaching these days, but it sure ain’t like back when."
Jeffrey SparksPublished about 12 hours ago in Poets
Distraction Personified
Distraction is a little boy, In the chaos he does thrive. Screaming, squealing, running wild, The silence won't survive.
Kelley SteadPublished about 13 hours ago in Poets
Do You Know How I Felt in Love?
Do you know how I felt in love? Emotions ran deep. A journey embarked upon, a secret to keep. What did you feel amidst passion's embrace?
Alok SharmaPublished about 13 hours ago in Poets
Loss and grief
In shadows deep, where sorrow dwells, I wander through my private hells, A tapestry of loss and grief, Where tears are shed, with no relief.
Green Moss on Gray Old Stones
A cloudy height, a cold wind's bite, Green moss on gray old stones. Memories of fires bright That warmed forgotten bones.
A Thousand Filthy Perversions
so i clicked for deviance i clicked for diversions i clicked and i paid for so many filthy perversions i got butt sex and strap ons
