Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
The Carousel The carousel goes round and round, I sit on spooky horses, making no sound. Their eyes are hollow, hearts are stone,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
The Stargazer He knelt where frost had kissed the ground, No voice, no sleep, no mortal sound. Each night he stared through sky’s deceit,
As ends come calling Bills they come due When the wrong are falling What it should mean to you With no knowing of the mind
By Jason Morton2 years ago in Poets
When it's time... we have to part ways To go to a new path that is better than before Don't see parting as a sad thing Because some parting ways with old things
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets
I smiled… But silence echoed louder than my laugh. I wanted to scream—louder, louder— But I whispered to myself, No… you're brave.
By Ellie2 years ago in Poets
VOCAL MEDIA WHATS GOING ON? Vocal.media still not working right for me. No pleasure with my poetry, mywork won’t save. Takes a few tries to publish.
i shout wondering if this is not whispering and so the wind drives vehicles chariots of the impending from its beginning
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
In a sudden gaze I found you standing on your own convictions for once and finally. you were humming your own tune a tale as young
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
White Noise Inside My Head It buzzes low, like a broken prayer, a dead radio between stations of despair. Static hums behind my eyes,
Some good books..don't read Because..the cover isn't pretty Some good books..don't read Because..heard from others that they're not good
Little children who are steadfast in the storm… After every storm, Your life will come to you, The best days! Dreams come true!
I sat down in silence, just like before, But something stirred behind the door. A whisper, a tremble, a shadow near— That old friend, Anxiety, creeping with fear.
