Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
I want to bring her a bottle of special stuff like bugs gave the Toon Squad, so when she takes a sip and the heaviness lifts off her shoulders,
By Xandra Yantzi7 years ago in Poets
Have you ever held someone till your tears ran dry, while their tears decide to stay inside, and felt useless? Called someone on their phone when their words won't form,
I feel like I'm running out of time Do you feel that Have you ever felt that Like time was an option on a menu Like there was plenty of time for time
By Joseph Carrillo7 years ago in Poets
I wish to be finally over this soul bronchitis But it's funny because as much as I hate it it also ignites this: Drive in myself to be a better driver of the mind I can't contain
By Kalischa Mokhriby7 years ago in Poets
I'm scared Scared I will end up falling for a guy Who treats me like dirt from the landfill at the edge of town The ones who crumple you up
By Hailey Mattson7 years ago in Poets
I hate you I hate the way you look But not as much as the way you behave You taunt me in the mirror Tell me I’m ugly Standing in front of me
By Lou C7 years ago in Poets
I stripped myself... Of damaged hair Toxic people Weaves Make up Even sex Just so I could be raw Be real in every follicle of my making
By Elayne Brown7 years ago in Poets
There are many things he yearns to say, His gentle organ forever fumbling and beating fast; Why does it seem his words get shoved away?
By Mario Castelli7 years ago in Poets
Here's something you may understand I was dealt a shitty hand I've been raped And there was no duct tape Just the weight of someone who is much more
By N A7 years ago in Poets
I have had this dream since early childhood, at least since before puberty and the onslaught of maturity or manhood. I was in a hayloft of a dilapidated, run-down barn
By Dr. Betsy Weinstock7 years ago in Poets
For young, wealthy, white men college is an option. Deemed a casual (yet educational) vacation they can just show up to because the library,
By Mari Ortega7 years ago in Poets
I am from blue skies Irridescent lies Dark nights And lifelong cries I am from do what you're told Always be bold Don't back down
By Valerie Rae7 years ago in Poets