Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
“Jackie!” “You are the worst alarm clock ever. Isn’t it too early to be so loud and perky?” “It’s 3 in the afternoon. You live on a stoop. How do you sleep through?”
By Mia Lynn4 years ago in Poets
The trust unfolds its tender petals in odd, unexpected places. The clear sky is naturally blissful -- like your eyes are.
By Irina Patterson4 years ago in Poets
“Hey Bartender, can I get another and charge it to that slutty lover.” “Wouldn’t have pegged you for banging girls, so I’m digging your cover.”
"Hey Bartender, I need another... Charge it to that jilted lover." "That laze?" With an eyebrow raise. "No! . . . . You and I connected eyes from across the bar quite a while ago. It was an instantaneous banter-filled spontaneous love that filled a void I could not further avoid. It was either accept your affection or find myself in a dead situation. Mental stability is a rocky frail arduous trail not always worth the hike alone. So please respect the position you’re in and leave me out of undone sin. However, I do know who did sleep with that lazy kid."
“I’m bubbly, I’m bouncy, I’m happy in the mornin’. Sun’s shinin’, birds singin’, and I’m going for my coffee. Oh, my sister! I bet she’s grouchy… … … Whatcha readin’?”
Realize what sort of rout is today, Gracious yes! This is all consuming, instant adoration. Ajab - Sa Lafz is comprised of over two letters,
By vaibhav sharma 4 years ago in Poets
Emotions going up the ceiling Filled with joy amazing feeling Can’t you tell? Might as well Join me no? Sensual healing
By Haychie_Artist4 years ago in Poets
May the sparks be decorated in tears filled with tears Come to my crematorium, blow a horn, Then shoot an arrow across the chest,
By Priyabrataa Ganguly4 years ago in Poets
I fell asleep last night feeling heavy spending hours as I tossed and turned through all the layers of my sheets
By Nicole Oliver4 years ago in Poets
Here I was, still single. Yet there was an angle. I didn’t go out as much, I’m an introvert. A friend of mine was an extrovert.
By Bass Man Eddie4 years ago in Poets
when my eyes first saw you, you stole my soul I didn’t want this, I wanted to be whole :( There’s only so long before this will go south
By Jessibee4 years ago in Poets
I woke up and come to find out. That dreams never were talked about. That I could be more aware if I tried. And things wouldn’t hold weight over my mind.
By Ashley Fields4 years ago in Poets
