Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
The moon has hidden its shadow Amid the blue waters The star clusters have covered the tips On the clusters of frost The frost has covered the tips
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets
The pines had warned me not to trust A heart too quick to turn to dust. But you, like June on frozen ground, Brought life where none had yet been found.
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets
You Cant Have Light With Out The Dark You can’t have light without the shade, No dawn without the night it made. The stars don’t shine on cloudless days,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
It wasn't a siren or roses. It was the velvet of a curtain never fully drawn. It was lipstick, worn only once, Pressed to seal a love letter
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
I am grateful for my life each day, for my warm and loving home, I pray. I'm grateful for a body so strong it carries me with health along.
By Denise Larkin2 years ago in Poets
I sought a tattoo of poetic proportions— a quote from Wordsworth, Keats, the Bard, or Such. Something indelible that would whisper from my skin,
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Hey, it’s you again.. Our souls met once again. Our story ended long ago— I thought I was through.. I swear, I buried it all.
By Glyds2 years ago in Poets
You have 6 hundred thousand You can buy a jazz You have 6 million You can buy a BMW . You have 2 million You can buy a small house
So what if you fail in life? Because now and then, ''just being alive'' is victory enough. 1. We didn't come to this world to compete with anybody.
Oh, my darling! My darling has echoes of a broken soul, How do I make her joyful? If I get away from her, My life knocks, but I cannot answer.
By Sandeep Sahoo2 years ago in Poets
How am I? Do you really want to know? I’m surviving periodically, now & then maybe, odd Tuesdays & Thursdays. This is a Friday so, it’s up for grabs.
By Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock2 years ago in Poets
I walk one step For every “I can’t do this”. I take one breath For every tear I shed. I shake one hand For every sleepless night.
By Lizzy Rose2 years ago in Poets
