Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Blinker vision My only blessing Every moment A spying eye puzzle List procedurally generated Each found item Spawning new locations
By K.B. Silver 2 years ago in Poets
Darkness may fall across all of your lands In the still of the night, thoughts come of the end Focus not on that which causes one's shaking hands
By Jason Morton2 years ago in Poets
The path of a child's life... parents only show the way The child must walk with their own feet No one can walk for them Parents may walk with their children by their side
By Test2 years ago in Poets
A Spiritual PaintingOf Death A poem, a spiritual painting, Where lost animals go to die Not with cries that tear the night,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Steel and grain, in crates and bins, Cross oceans wide on global winds. But on the docks where dollars speak, The price is high, the balance weak.
By Glacier Heart2 years ago in Poets
The Outside wants me To no end It entices me And attempts to penetrate Everything the inside has indoctrinated into my way of life
By Jada Ferguson2 years ago in Poets
I've been thinking a lot about iambic pentameter recently. Such thing that I have come to despise recently. iambic pentameter does not sound like a poetic writing device.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
A world set on fire By gilded desire A covetous breath You spent so much time taking away my freedom You forgot to live
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Walk along with these empty eyes Nothing left for there to fear Crowds surround beneath these darkened skies Whispers heard from the demons in your ear
The Office Symphony In the cubicles where we convene, A place of business, calm, and keen, There lurks a sound both bold and free,
Praise people with words More valuable than giving pearls as gifts Hurt people with words More serious than stabbing with a spear and sword
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets
Eyes of the Devil Watch in Wait Eyes of the devil watch in wait, Behind the door, behind the gate. They burn through flesh,
