slam poetry

Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.

  • Kayli Carter
    Published 6 days ago
    Medusa

    Medusa

    Pop a pill, they say it helps, but they'll never understand how it felt, knives up and down my spine now I'm getting kind of pale, zombies hypnotized conversation getting kind of stale, can't be the same na Ive seen past the veil, I'm covered in tracks this train has derailed, I am Medusa and this must be hell, demons pursue me Ive fought tooth-and-nail...broken and bloody I lie at the altar, I'd apologize but I'd only falter, I'm just not a talker, my ego Ive fought her, lost sons and daughter's, dead eyes I'm a walker... end me, tired of pretending, the stories never ending, angry im fucking venting, about storylines I'm inventing, life fucks I don't remember consenting, these voices are winning, down I am spinning, relenting, restless unforgiving, space in my head renting, to demons and I'm not listening, to the blood glistening, hook in my skin I'm fishing, at the bottom of a well wishing, not a pot in sight but I'm pissing, dark cauldron and I'm whisking, what the fuck am I missing? black cats cross me hissing, more hate received than I'm dishing, hate and whiskey I am swishing, all these friends and lovers keep switching, headshot and I'm twitching, time of loss its the hour of the witching... Pop a pill they say it helps, but they'll never understand how it felt, knives up and down my spine now I'm getting kind of pale, zombies hypnotized conversation getting kind of stale, can't be the same na Ive seen past the veil, I'm covered in tracks this train has derailed, I am Medusa and this must be hell, demons pursue me I've fought tooth-and-nail...
  • Kayli Carter
    Published 6 days ago
    Dead inside wonderland

    Dead inside wonderland

    So I take the pills I swallow my pride, sought to understand, and what did I find? A mine, a bright light, and I lost my mind, I tried to read the signs, but I'm blind, I grind for lost time, I'm dead inside, I'm a cash crop I was bred to die, unstable so on meds I dine, the doctor said be fine, but my face is red as wine, I dread the swine, life has fed me limes, lies the slimes paint lines, the blinds grind and they taint my mind, I'm plagued to drain hanged from the vine... Is it real? Is it fake? I feel as if, it could break, Mad Hatter bastard eats wood cake, sat her, fatter, with a good plate, she learned to love it, and understood hate...
  • Alfred Cosme
    Published 6 days ago
    Poem 4

    Poem 4

    I don't have no time to be wasting, a young dude but I'm aging, mind just racing, speed 186,000 miles per second. So don't have no time for regretting, I'm accepting every move good or bad as a lesson. Keep it pushing until I'm on top of this shit, stacks upon stacks and all that shit legit. Hot off the presses, have them girls shaken off they dresses. Do you get the message. Balling want to be balling, big hitter with the maybach shot calling. And I hear it calling, so past me the cell so I can cast a spell make the world my hell. Oh I mean playground as I play around with the masses asses dancing to the bass’s , I really want to have this. Dream of a singer a dancer a artist. Just need some money to start this. What can a man do I this new world which is untrue, unbelievable, inconceivable, how can one make it, without having to fake it or break it. Any laws I mean stay clean no dirt in the streets. That life is for the weak. My life is a legacy a legend in the making the lion becoming king you’ll see. Just follow me on my adventure, I promise you pain and pleasure as I search for purpose and my true treasure.
  • Alfred Cosme
    Published 6 days ago
    Poem 2

    Poem 2

    I really am so completely aware and knowing of all, I just play dumb and let theem do them, dumb. I'm focused on me and my fam. As long as it don't interfere or get in my lane my way, I'm cool maintaining by any means. People don't realize how hard you riding for them until you stop for a minute. Because they quickly forget all you have done for them when they start eating a little. But it's all good not bragging, but I get in a day what take them weeks to get. So don't matter if you see me laid up chilling doing nothing days at a time, because in the end I get mines, always have and always will. Don't worry though your bridges aren't burnt with me, I'm above that and in time you will see how I have been the bigger person always rising above all and remaining the loving caring I got you, anytime person to call. The what I have, you have, guy I always been when it came to my people, my circle, who dwelt within. So do you, live and prosper, but learn on the way up do right by all because you never know when your on you way back down. Just being real, so stay positive and don’t make any negative deals or sounds.✌🏼❤️
  • V the poet (Fvginaction)
    Published 7 days ago
    Haunting

    Haunting

    Why you keep following me Infecting my mind poisoning it Inside until I am old and sick Holding my head because all the noise and shit
  • Ebony Taylor
    Published 7 days ago
    Calamity

    Calamity

    Fool me once; shame on You Fool me twice shame on me I took my instincts for granted Now ever after I live unhappily Stained with cantankerous lies
  • Ebony Taylor
    Published 7 days ago
    Mind-Bang

    Mind-Bang

    There is a method to the madness I think in maniacal paralells contrarian to the fact Your side, My side somewhere in the mosh pit lies the truth
  • Starla Moore
    Published 7 days ago
    What Was Your Name Again?

    What Was Your Name Again?

    I haven't felt the same since, well, I just have't felt the same, and it hasn't been this way since, whats her name?
  • Harydo Neon
    Published 8 days ago
    Me

    Me

    The last thing I remember was going to sleep Must have been so deep, I didn't hear my alarm beep I don't know about Alice but this was not wonderland
  • Shawny
    Published 8 days ago
    Truth In This Writer

    Truth In This Writer

    I am a Writer Though my ink may have run dry The trails I’ve been lead through Entangled by crippling thorns Enlightened with heavenly light -
  • A Lowe
    Published 8 days ago
    Deceptions

    Deceptions

    I've burned the doormat that said Welcome to My Home Take your boots and the monster that fills them To another door Fill their home with your wicked intentions
  • Dean Mercer
    Published 8 days ago
    How to: be a man

    How to: be a man

    The other day in class, I had a student ask: “Sir, is it okay for men to cry?” Being a guy I thought yesssssssss… my time to shine