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No matter their age, some celebrities have old souls; poems written by celebrity poets and your favorite celebrities' favorite poems.

Why Nasir “Nas” Jones Deserves a Nobel Prize in Literature. Top Story - October 2022.
A slight rasp and precise diction; the projects become vivid scapes; wisdom becomes a thugged out ticket into the ruggedness of the urban zones of Queensbridge, Queens, New York City. The street poet Nas has shined a light into the dim places of the inner cities for decades now.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Poets
Humanity
Open dream escaping logic pushing hip pop rocking, Skip beating outside limits knocking, Three times and the wind began to caress the the tears.
By Shane Harrington 3 years ago in Poets
C-O-M-F-O-R-T
It was difficult to define - comfortability- a peace of mind. Truth be told, never feeling comfort in my skin- Until recently, a transformation within.
By Jamie LeFebvre 3 years ago in Poets
Comfort in Despair. Top Story - September 2022.
The game of life is rigged Death always wins Crawling on our fins Now obsessed with our sins From the dawn of rain
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Voices of Misery
I smile through the pain and despair I laugh through the gloom and musky air They can't tell how fake every mask is My ulterior persona in the limelight
By Anna Torres3 years ago in Poets
This is Not the End
The sun embraces the moon The fun encounters the spoon One dun squires for one last loon And the run stopped afternoon ; "She has gone, she is gone. Her smiling face no longer shines." Thus think the crowd, "Her tone Will be missing. For many lines."
By Francis L3 years ago in Poets
No Barriers
With your makeshift handle you sealed shut the door separating what you were and would be stuffed into a box of dials alone in the stratosphere
By Kincaid Jenkins3 years ago in Poets
Playing For Paychecks
We watch them on old videos through grains of black and white snow or a gaudy melting of colors so aged that the players, style and
By Kincaid Jenkins3 years ago in Poets
The Mad Russian
Young immigrant you journeyed from the cold of internment to the American dream doing everything the hard way as your ancestors had before you
By Kincaid Jenkins3 years ago in Poets
The Missing Book of The Law
I wear wisdom and knowledge around thy neck like a crown of thorns. It is to protect me and give me understanding beyond my days.
By Geizael, The Great Wicked Destroyer3 years ago in Poets
I Made Chicken Adobo for Lawrence Ferlinghetti
In the stacks of City Lights bookstore, I wished hard to see him, Ferlinghetti. At Golden Gate park, I pretended every tall elder man was him.
By Robin Lim3 years ago in Poets
Emily and Me
Solitude and Silence, Behind lock and key, Together we find harmony Emily and Me. We've never met, and never will, Born centuries apart;
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Poets