Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Fun goody cool days. What the fudge are we doing? Sweet clean fun.
By Angelina F. Thomas3 years ago in Poets
The paint was getting darker; from the lightest blue to the deep violet shades. And like a magic lantern; the Moon showed me it’s face.
By Ksenia Kozhenkova3 years ago in Poets
Waiting daily For us humans To comprehend The truths of this realm The lies that Have been spent Not understanding
By Creator RaShiDa AliYa RedFeather~EL3 years ago in Poets
standing feebly miles away from a cause I hope to give a solo applause paying tribute to stories barely read and the hours authors
By Jeffrey Sparks3 years ago in Poets
one, by one, buy one like a bag of mixed nuts, just... sublimely message to gaslight my way, again. great floods tear and drown out the world around, again.
By ⸘jason alan‽3 years ago in Poets
My love, you are the light that guides me Through the darkness of the night Your touch is like a flame that burns With a passion that sets my soul alight
By Faseeh Zaidi3 years ago in Poets
I slept during the day of a full moon. Life as a concubine dealt cards at night, and There rarely was a moment to blow a kiss
By Coraline Ismael Karim3 years ago in Poets
This is my thirty-ninth dark poem in the series inspired by Dharrsheena. I was going to write about how in this last years abusers have taken from me and hurt me, but then thought, sod them I will not give them any credit.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Poets
The ramblings of the poetic mind. They can be without reason. They can be without rhyme. Each are unquestionably one of a kind.
By Teddie Darbro 3 years ago in Poets
I thought I was sleep jumped over the wall ran through the woods slid through the tunnel ended at the slot machine bet $100.00 dollars
By Sharon Bethea3 years ago in Poets
The world is a stage Where we all play our part Some are the lead actors While others play a minor role . . . But each one of us
By Vocal Trending 3 years ago in Poets
Verse 1: In the pursuit of power and greed, Countries go to war with all speed. But what is won at such a cost? The human toll, a heavy loss.
By Ibrahim Sani M3 years ago in Poets
