slam poetry
Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
Mirror
Smoke and mirrors Are all that hide my fears You want in But little do you know I’ve given you more of an inside look Than most have ever taken
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsYou-3
You make my life wonderful Sometimes we hurt each other When we stumble and fall But without you I wouldn’t have it all
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsSomething, Somewhere
Watching you from afar Breaks me Watching you struggle with your sisyphean task Give me your time, is all I ask Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsHeart and Soul
You swipe and scroll all you want But that’s not what you’ll ever want Find someone that wants you for your heart That wants to connect
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsWhat Does It Mean?
My words are whispers, they are pain, they are screams My voice a violent cascade But I never know what any of it means
Obsidian WordsPublished 4 months ago in PoetsMy feelings Inside
I look inside to understand better on how I feel. When I do this I see colours in the wind. Those who say I need to be fixed.
Louise Blake-Michael (Risen Phoenix)Published 4 months ago in PoetsChained Melody
My favorite broadway play was Phantom Of The Opera. My parents would collect posters of this dramatic and gothic musical. On any given day, you might find me belting out parts of this sone. I have wanted to write something that was an inspiration from the main song. Here is my Villanelle for it.
- Top Story - December 2023
long lost poems stay buried
I’ve been trying to find a poem that I’ve never written Trying to find the words to a piece that my dreams have been misleading me to
Oneg In The ArcticPublished 4 months ago in Poets Listen
Listen Listen Do you hear the forest sing? Of course not It's choking stifled By exhaust
Matthew FrommPublished 4 months ago in Poets- Top Story - December 2023
FU FIL
i love my everything that you disdain that scares you, i can tell your contempt for me is daylight plain . words slide silk-like inside my brain
Morgana MillerPublished 4 months ago in Poets Whispers of Christmas Joy
In the quiet of winter's breath, a story unfurls, Where silver snowflakes dance, and euphoria sees. Underneath a sky enhanced in 12 PM's blue,
Artical MediaPublished 4 months ago in Poets"The Language of Touch"
In the realm of tranquility where words dissolve, Our tale unfolds, known as "The Language of Touch." A ballet of silence, fingers intertwined,
Waseem ChemPublished 4 months ago in Poets