Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
*** In the shadow of the island On the isle of Manhattan The people shine like diamonds Amid a masquerade of fashion Mastering the many rules
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
After a long day, I walk through the door, Two little faces waiting, eager to adore. With arms wide open and eyes full of cheer,
By Heena Kausar Ansari2 years ago in Poets
In the eye of a hurricane there is quiet. Is the line I'm reminded of by my own mind. Betrayal from the soul's windows isn't an option, is it?
By Ruby Red2 years ago in Poets
If I could capture your true image and hold it here between my fingers Let it seep beneath my skin until my blood begins to thin
If you were a Monet painting, I would dip my fingers into your flesh And tear you open just to see Your pretty pastel insides.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
The words I couldn't say before, how do I say them now? They remain on my lips—how do I express my emotions to you? That first glance, your delicate grace,
By The Content Crafter2 years ago in Poets
When you go quiet like this, When you retreat into silence, My heart starts to worry— Are you upset? Are you feeling low?
1. Drowning in Silence This city breathes loud, yet my voice is lost somewhere, between who I was. 2. The War Within I smile, yet I break,
By PSYGENIUS2 years ago in Poets
I move the toothpaste from my side of the counter to the other where there is space and more room yet it always finds it's way back
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
Save me from the truth. - You said you wanted variety, but that’s not what hurt me. - Curb me, you left me looking ugly for the rest.
By Caitlin Charlton2 years ago in Poets
Prompt- It has been a long night of tequila shots and you pull out your phone seeing your last text, message him again Hi Ari
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
I pick up ashes and mix them with the tears and sweat and blood that pours from the cracks of me the parts that knows
