performance poetry
Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
The narrative. Content Warning.
I feel a melody carry me through the good memories, each one staring back at me as I face the final moment. Part of me goes fighting, grabbing anything worth holding onto. But a tear falls down my cheek and it all wastes away. Part of me is terrified of what comes next, if there is anything at all. I say goodbye in my heart— I can't move my hands. Another tear falls.
By Aathavi Thanges2 years ago in Poets
Surrender
In shadows' blend, quiet depths hold me, Softly bending with newfound strength, I see. No battles left, no need to fight, Just the gentle fall of night. Hands unclenched, I release, A whispered truth bringing peace. In tender grace of surrender's art, I find my place, a warm embrace in my heart.
By Pallabi Saikia2 years ago in Poets
Crumbling
Strong and firm, now breaking slow. Edges fray where winds do blow. Cracks that spider, lines that weave. Silent echoes of what we leave. Bit by bit, it falls away. Granite hearts to fragile clay. In the dust of what remains. Crumbling whispers, lost refrains.
By Pallabi Saikia2 years ago in Poets
The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived
You were supposed to be the one person I could confide in. Hell. You were the one person I could confide in. You were my everything. You were the one person I thought would never hurt me - the one person I couldn't ever picture hurting me. You used to fight to keep me safe. You used to be the one who'd pull me out in order to keep me safe. You were my everything. My everything. I used to love every single ounce of you, and now I can't even think of your name without crying. I can't look at a picture of you without feeling like someone shoved a razor-sharp dagger into my lung. So I guess what I have to say is...
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet2 years ago in Poets
