Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Fee ~*~ Fairy Entry ~*~ Trailing off Amongst the Daffodils ~*~ Oversown patch Curious hill Dry, thatching grass Gold dots, taupe ruts
By K.B. Silver 2 years ago in Poets
I gave you my heart but it slipped through your hands Fell to the ground like a house made of sand Now I’m picking up pieces in the cold moonlight
By Ali Waqar2 years ago in Poets
Be good to each other when we part So that we won't regret it later Before we get angry, hate, Sad, depressed, or hurt someone
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets
"The last light in my heart". Sometimes... the worst enemy is no one else But it is ourselves... the day we turn our backs on ourselves
Peggy Lou By John Matthews She sat in the back row. Cute dimples on her rosy cheeks. Always raised her hand to speak. Waved at him when she walked on by.
By John Matthews 2 years ago in Poets
When we are kids, it seems time lasts forever, and we are free to run outside with our siblings, cousins, and friends. The sun watches over us as it starts to sink
By April Kirby.2 years ago in Poets
Poison Thorns of the Black rose It grew in silence, under heavy skies, a black rose shining where nothing else survived.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
You once promised me, That we will never be apart, You intended to laugh. Take my hand in yours, I vowed that we would spend,
By Sandeep Sahoo2 years ago in Poets
Everywhere I have done it in my life I do it in the bedroom, do it in the hall, I’ve even done it leanin’ on a wall. I tried it in the grass, even on the beach,
Don't you think we are born knowing how to disappear— how to smile even as the hourglass bleeds. * Every promise is a stitched-together thing;
By Lou Holz2 years ago in Poets
In Your Eyes I Am Your Slave In your eyes, I am a woman, A slave to a man. In mine, no man owns me, I do what I need to, when I can.
In life ..... What if you plan to be happy until everything is perfect? Do you know... Such people live mostly in sadness...
