slam poetry
Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
Memories
In the depths of my mind, memories reside, Reminding me of moments long gone by. A smile, a laugh, a tear, a sigh, Each moment stored, ready to be revived.
π½ππππ πΏππππPublished 11 months ago in PoetsDiary Of Anne Frank
Oh Diary of Anne Frank, Your words still remain, A powerful reminder, Of the nightmare and pain. In a time of such darkness,
π½ππππ πΏππππPublished 11 months ago in PoetsListen Up
You are so much more than you believe, Your worth cannot be unseen. The things you do and the way you act, Inspire others to achieve.
π½ππππ πΏππππPublished 11 months ago in PoetsRecipe For Happiness
A Recipe for Happiness Ingredients: - A spoonful of laughter - A cup of kindness - A pinch of gratitude - A handful of friends
π½ππππ πΏππππPublished 11 months ago in PoetsI pledge allegiance to your flag
I pledge allegiance to your flag, Of the United States of America, And to your republic, for which it stands, One nation, under God, indivisible,
Caleb GoldPublished 11 months ago in Poets"I'm the One"
I stand tall, I am the one, With fire burning, I've just begun. In the depths of my soul, strength resides, Unyielding spirit, that forever abides.
Heartbreak
You don't get to say everyone leaves you. Not anymore. I'm the one who lost something. You're the one who gave something away. I'm the one who everyone leaves. The one who gets left. Because I didn't leave you. You left me. Just like you said you wouldn't. Just like you made me believe you wouldn't. You convinced me that I loved you just so you could tell me you didn't love me anymore. You said I would get tired of you, but I never did. You got tired of me. Like everyone else does. Because that's my story. Not yours. Because you pushed me away.
Grace MageePublished 11 months ago in PoetsChange
As time ticks on, life's changes unfurl, Some things vanish, others we twirl, Change can be daunting, and must be faced, But it can also bring some welcome taste.
π½ππππ πΏππππPublished 11 months ago in PoetsTax Day.
She sits on the sticky polyester couch with a lump in her throat bigger than the house in which she heard the word βgoodbyeβ
Carly ButtonPublished 11 months ago in PoetsBeyond the Veil of Steel
Amidst the whispers of a divided land, Through the Iron Curtain, where dreams were banned, A symphony of courage played on, strong and true, Stories of defiance, of hearts daring to pursue.
samrin mohammadiPublished 11 months ago in PoetsWhispers of Wisdom
In the realm of knowledge, where minds unite, Stands a sanctuary, a beacon of light. Its shelves adorned with tales, both old and new,
"Resounding Resilience"
In the fires of oppression, a battle cry, The struggle for freedom, reaching for the sky, Through the ages, a fight that fiercely raged, Songs of suffrage, the voices uncaged.
samrin mohammadiPublished 11 months ago in Poets