performance poetry
Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
A New Beginning
The morning whispers as light breaks, Shadows of yesterday fade away. In the hush of dawn, the world is reborn, A canvas painted with morning dew. With each step on this path unknown, New beginnings emerge with the rising sun. The past softly fades, like a star's last glow, Fresh winds of hope now blow in its place.
By Pallabi Saikia2 years ago in Poets
Treasure
In the depths where the sunlight dances, A treasure lies untouched, a dream in stances. Secrets sleep in shadows deep, The ocean's heart, its riches keep. Yet gold and pearl aren't the true measure, It's the journey we take, a precious treasure. In seeking, we find not just ancient stories told, But the joy of the search, worth more than gold.
By Pallabi Saikia2 years ago in Poets
Scars to your beauty
What magnitude of pain can hurt? What is the measuring capacity of the human heart to bear, to accumulate in its precipice before it finally seeks redemption, before it concludes to itself no more? How ironic and disbarring it is to moan about the loss of someone after their demise after they bury themselves on the deathbed or even more unbearing when they bury themselves in their essence. If they bury themselves in their breaths, they break their souls, they pierce their hearts and shed every ounce of their aching identity that constitutes their trace.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Ghosted
Whispers disappear in the cold night air, A presence lingers, yet unseen. Silence surrounds, heart hardened, A touch of shadows in solitude. Echoes fade, memories fade away, Departing without a word. In the emptiness where warmth once existed, A ghostly presence lingers, where love has withered.
By Pallabi Saikia2 years ago in Poets
