slam poetry
Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
Father Forgive Me
Tell me what you really want and please make it simple ---------- ---------- ---------- I've explained it in all perspectives, try to remember
J. K. AndersonPublished 4 months ago in PoetsThe Sun's Big Kiss
The Sun's Big Kiss Little toes wiggle in the sand, Salty wind whispers, hand in hand. Seashells sing their ocean songs,
Sunil KushwahaPublished 4 months ago in PoetsRainbow Bridge
Rainbow Bridge Little raindrops, pitter-patter, Dancing down on rooftop chatter. Sun peeks through, a golden eye,
Sunil KushwahaPublished 4 months ago in PoetsThe art of absolute surrender
The art of absolute surrender To be everything that we yearn for to come true, and to not be a failure, an agonized loser in the eyes of others. We toil in our everyday trials to achieve our dreams, to become the person of our dreams. Sometimes we doubt ourselves, are we worthy enough to be the best version of ourselves we envision ourselves to be? The journey of life can be behold in its uncertain waters, questioning the belief we have for ourselves.
Hridya SharmaPublished 4 months ago in PoetsPsychedelic world part, two 1997
poem 12 My headset Music music music. Old school, new school, rap Latin my headphones have heard it all and they have taken me to a happy world of salsa, Latin, and all music.
RIKKI LA ROUGE (UK) (London)Published 4 months ago in PoetsScenery of Society
July July every summer you come back and make me relive these torturous memories. July do you remember the day you almost drowned I do. July I can’t get away from your punishment July I wanna know why you cursed me. July I remember our hard times before July we can’t start over.
RIKKI LA ROUGE (UK) (London)Published 4 months ago in PoetsRaindrops Dancing on My Nose
Raindrops, raindrops, pitter-patter, Tiny dancers on my matter. Down my cheeks they take a slide, Giggling whispers, side by side.
Sunil KushwahaPublished 4 months ago in PoetsCan We Have Some New Challenges?
It seems I have no inclination, to write about my aspirations. Can we have some new challenges please? A spark to fire imagination,
Cathy holmesPublished 4 months ago in PoetsComfort Taking Over
Colourful lights dim and misshapen floating from afar, resembling lanterns each a thought that just might awaken one after the other in mesmerising patterns
Mohammed DarasiPublished 4 months ago in PoetsWhat Waits Ahead
** Dressed up in daring with a smile on her face Her past was despairing so, she had it erased Fed-up with the what-if's
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 4 months ago in PoetsThe Waning Uniqueness
Yesterday, while scrolling on social media, I noticed one girl who wasn't quite well at dancing, but still, she was in a desperate attempt to attract attention. I felt something suspicious or uncommon and opened up her page. I check out that profile with utmost curiosity and with a muddled set of mind. Scrolling for a few minutes and my mind went numb.
Geetesh D.Published 4 months ago in PoetsLost
Oh, where did you go Are you beneath the bed Or in the pillow Where are you strange fellow Lost to eternity How did you ever enter me
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in Poets