slam poetry
Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
Me and my friends
Me and all my friends, are crazy and mad. Wherever we go There Create trouble. Knowingly we don't do, we have such behavior.
MurderVerses
The call came in around eleven-thirty am. Det. Palawant picks up. "Yeah?" A badly decomposed body, discovered by two hunters.
David ParhamPublished about 16 hours ago in PoetsBe Forever
Let time pass And knowledge come by Let love flow As times go Let kindness come first And joy, a natural reward Let our step trace the paths
Marie Cadette Pierre-LouisPublished about 17 hours ago in PoetsCruelty, Greed, Brute
sit. wait while you think. don’t move. be careful where you breathe. it is all a convenient joke. get out. but don’t walk away. muffled noises from the living room. spite where love is suppose to fill. snap. don’t snap. be polite. condemnation for our souls. day in. day out. repeat. “Survive me to prove your worth,” they demand. “yes of course”, seethes through gritted teeth. gentleness. it’s the lack. dance to the music. no. drown in it. survive. bleed your eardrums. deep breathes to calm the screech. hold it. forgotten releases. sipping at my soul. shock filled faces at the rage. “Liberty, Equality, and Fraternity” disguising “Cruelty, Greed, and Brute”
Steph Boj.Published about 17 hours ago in Poets
Something Here Isn't Right
People dying, Children Crying: Something here is not right. Cities of starvation And wars between nations: Something here is not right.
Kai JeffreysPublished a day ago in Poets
Hard to met that girl...
It seems like a game big, Is not seeming It's a deal, have to play, use card big. * Surround bodyguard, have to kill,
Rafael
I will never, Ever Forgive you for what you did. For leaving. With no warning, Not even the slightest, Heads up.
Irini OrihuelaPublished 3 days ago in Poets
Wrecked pathway
Wrecked Pathway I was walking alone Each time I was thrown down Brown trees were shaking There was a wavy sea ahead
Tamseel HussainPublished 3 days ago in PoetsSeptentrionalem Status
You weren’t supposed to be a pipe dream. You were supposed to be something that happened. But you didn’t. So I sat at home,
Irini OrihuelaPublished 3 days ago in PoetsWriting
I have such a love of writing. I’m sitting here praying, It doesn’t walk away, Like you did, When you flashed your
Irini OrihuelaPublished 3 days ago in Poets
The Ostensible Prank
Your ostensible prank is a joke about crank Not funny and now the consequences Will be a confidence destroyer for some
Denise E LindquistPublished 3 days ago in Poets
No School Ma'am
A School Ma’am is a strict, stern disciplinarian. My Texas Rose is hard working, caring and lovely. She is no School Ma’am
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 3 days ago in Poets
