slam poetry
Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
Grasp
“I always said I would let my heart bleed over the right track but I’ve let it bleed over a couple of tears and that’s just a matter of facts. Because the heart mourns even what we don’t need back. And the mind is distracted, so who can decipher that. I cop a plea with my heart and beg it to let me play my part. But see it’s too far gone. From a million reasons, it has none. Stumbling. Mumbling. The bottles are done. But I’m trying to give her the best of me or maybe just the rest of me. Because I can’t figure out how many pieces are missing. I’m not whole, are you listening? Sometimes I want to take flight and be as majestic as a dove but I can’t leave her behind because even broken I deserve her love. So who do I trust when my success is a must? When everyone is caught up in bullshit and lust? When I put myself aside for most, yet when I need them to help me recover, they are as good as a ghost. My brain is stuck in an endless loop of memories and fear. I try everyday to convince myself the end of that is near. I’m the glue. I need to be strong. Even when your fight just seems wrong. I stand up and smile and go that extra mile. It’s what I do. I can’t quit even tho I’ll admit some days it seems like the perfect solution. My life out here just seems like a perfect illusion. How can paradise not be right? All these disappointments are just blurring my sight. So much so that I swear I just might... no no no. I’ve worked too hard. Those thoughts need to be bolted and barred. It’s just a bad day not a bad life. Love can certainly cease my strife. I’m consumed by my desire to achieve greatness. No one said that determination would be painless.”
Alexa Troche FinnPublished 6 years ago in PoetsB/H
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Mary LouisePublished 6 years ago in PoetsThe Tea Walk
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Roman GabrieloPublished 6 years ago in PoetsBloodShed
My heart angers at the view of you The way you act so sweet Yet are so wholesomely bitter You disgust me I've never seen a man so out of concept
Giselle GomezPublished 6 years ago in PoetsI'll Be Here
This whole world is right side up, I’m the only one upside down. Seems like I don't think straight, cause I don’t want the other things others want.
pragna's creationsPublished 6 years ago in PoetsWhat’s My Name?
As I sit in silence, eyes wide shut I never seen things so vibrant Lost in my mind, no idea where the time is It's been forever, wondering if I should even write this
Willie ThomasPublished 6 years ago in PoetsReminder
Stop walking like you learned to float. You followed a different sheep who followed another onto his boat. Pretending humility can gloat as it slits its sisters throat;
Kristal SchlichtingPublished 6 years ago in PoetsIf Only
If only I could say the words that are trapped in my throat If only I could let my tongue run and run It would sting most people, but who cares
The "D" Word
Drugs. Mind-Altering, Escape, Adrenaline. Fulfilling, Meaning, Heart-Beating. Dancing, Hoping, Third Eye Forming. Crying, Laughing, Running, Jumping.
Michele HastingsPublished 6 years ago in PoetsThe Concept of Assumption
The human mind Relies on the concept of assumption. Our minds Have been mechanized To assume what we have yet to know, Such as assuming a future for us—
Ingrid CortesPublished 6 years ago in PoetsIt's You
I say no. You don't listen. I scream no. You all of a sudden look at me and are appalled and want to "keep your distance."
MeMe Happy!Published 6 years ago in PoetsAmerica Is Ironic
Everyone wants to be filled with hate, People just want to be used. A desire to discriminate, Powers that have been abused.
Leigha GoodwinPublished 6 years ago in Poets