Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
My Knight of the Night My knight of the night came riding into my heart, With armor of shadows, a realm set apart, A whisper of darkness,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Ode to the Pit Man Beneath the earth where shadows fall, The pit man stands, both proud and tall. With hands of grit and heart of steel,
Jism mein aag laga dun us ke, Aur phir khud hee bujha dun us ko.. **************** Dil ki taklif kam nahi karte, Ab koi shikwa ham nahi karte..
By Arhealthi2 years ago in Poets
Wo marde mujahid tha’ wo ek banda-e-momin, Jo lad raha tha haq ke liye dath ke raat din, Us ki ladayi deen-e-mustafa ke liye thi,
Get in shape. love your as-is body. -----FAT! men should be taught to behave. don't dress naughty. -----SLUT! cover your greys.
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
Here lies a collection of self dug graves from the tangled webs they wove. Strings of lies strung through the delicate fragile panes
Shadow of my Lover I fell in love with my lover’s shadow, dark and silent, laced with sin. It whispered secrets in the moonlight,
Into the Veil Of what we know Beneath the moon's cryptic, silver gaze where shadows twist in a misty haze, a path unfolds, wild, strange,
The Cave Where Vampires Dwell Through jagged rock and hollowed stone, where moonlight dares not creep or roam, a cavern yawns, deep, black, and wide—
You mimicked perfectly the calls of eagles, sounding like freedom, and love, a patriot cut from the same cloth that I came from,
Shadowy Figures Came to Call The night was still, the air was tight, A hush that pressed against the light. And in the silence, cold and thin,
I can dream again I can be again My mind was locked in a prison But now they cut through Like an incision A vision Of hope?
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
