Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
Who's to say and who can say when there is a lot to say but only he can say undoubtedly to get it all out impeccably
By Jae Qilin2 years ago in Poets
give up, give in see al the demons wandering and other humans wondering your spirits they are plundering their minds they are fumbling
I can feel My heart Hurting... Little aches Reminds me To take A Break! I tried But he Can't be Saved... Until the
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)2 years ago in Poets
she is three years old & holding the hand of her older brother as they walk through the field - a summer breeze falling lightly
By choreomania2 years ago in Poets
I take care to not step on any cracks, I count each tile, I count everything twice, three times. It annoys you. I like how you say my name
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
The Black African Diaspora has always been important to me as a black person in America. As a 2nd Generation Jamaican-American Black person I always knew I had family relatives across both the US and Jamaica.
By CosmicSongbird321Pen2 years ago in Poets
This is my twentienth dark poem in the series inspired by Dharrsheena. This is a sonnet about pure fear of the unknown
By Mike Singleton - Mikeydred2 years ago in Poets
In a forest, the day was quiet in the dawn Silence reigned, but it reigned not for long A yellow finch made its calls, as it was a songbird
By Thavien Yliaster2 years ago in Poets
Within the salt lake of what you will see A lake of small, connected, little seas Beneath the wake grows tall stalks of kelp
Just vote There’s no knife to your throat Just vote Who cares if you can afford your child’s new coat Just vote We need a new boat
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
riding her story into the storm an experienced veteran of a life designed by the hands of a widow who purged her goodbyes
By Veronica 2 years ago in Poets
I don’t know about you But I always fall for the bad boys The ones who lay half naked in speedos On the beach in the summer sun
By Alana Zian2 years ago in Poets