slam poetry
Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
Electric illumination
I used to follow power lines home, and chase lightning down to the dock. I’ve been electrocuted so many times, I have become immune to the shock.
Words In The Mouth
There are words in my mouth, Cluttered between the crevices in my teeth Like cavities. Only I got them not from eating sweet nothings
Silver Serpent BooksPublished 4 months ago in Poets1 and 2 and 3 and 4
1 and 2 and 3 and 4 ---- ---- ---- ---- Please show me wisdom and make me pure So you bring me one portion to relish and adore
J. K. AndersonPublished 4 months ago in PoetsReality
My beliefs tell me I have free will But reality tells me there’s a path Before and behind As I watch it unfold It winds its way through the universe
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsLife
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Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsB.E.E.F.
Beware, Enemies Exist Forever. Forgive…Always! Forget… Never! See people for who they are, and not anything lesser. The depths people are willing to go to cross you cannot be measured.
K. WisendangerPublished 4 months ago in PoetsWORTH
Am I deserving of this hurt? Every time it never fails. The same salty tears trickle from my eyes. Screaming my heart out. Do you see? Will you understand? Am I deserving of this betrayal? Every time the same lies, fall from different lips. Stabbed so deep in my back; I could feel the tip of the blade, at my navel. Wrenching with heartache, I still try my best. Perfection is far from aim, but I gave you real. Loyalty, Respect, I Sacrificed my all!
ITS YOUR DESTINYPublished 5 months ago in PoetsSanta's Enchanted Quill
In a world of wonder, where dreams take flight, A child with eyes sparkling, in the soft glow of night. Beside the fireplace, stockings hung with care,
From Dusk to Dawn
When the sun lays its head on this part of the world, The darkness hides the hearts of despondency, Attracted to the cruelty of an invisible society,
Colleen MillsteedPublished 5 months ago in PoetsUgly
Some people are ugly on the outside But beautiful inside Some are beautiful on the outside But ugly on the inside That’s the hardest
Atomic HistorianPublished 5 months ago in PoetsDays of The Week
She is more comforting, and warming, than southern blues on Monday mornings. She shines brighter than all of the disco lights
Working Title: Fear
Why does being human hurt? Why is existing exhausting? I've never felt like this before. I've never felt like nothing before.
Mya DoerksenPublished 5 months ago in Poets