Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
What actually goes on in the mind of our youths Saddened broken feelings of destitute Peering out the window of the homes they live
By Eddie Heath5 years ago in Poets
awakened and shakened down by the river you are stranded and shiver cold and full of sorrow try to warm up
By Schubert TALK LLC © KD5 years ago in Poets
You mad bro? It's not good to be angry too often, What if a green stripe went on the bottom of the flag, and Blue on Top.
By Taktis of Peace5 years ago in Poets
Today, I went shopping. A regular occurrence, a simple pleasure. But today was a different feeling, today I bought what I wanted because I liked it.
By Abbey Streett5 years ago in Poets
I clicked on a link to a quiz that promised to tell me the “Archetype of Your Soul” 1. Skeptic—A person who doubts beliefs and claims presented as accepted by others.
By Amanda Frederick5 years ago in Poets
Unwitting war. Petrified of towering, I felt okay with my chore, Solidified in my spot, didn’t I want to be more? Qualified I thought I was, till I had to do war.
By dr.tony5 years ago in Poets
I don't make the Self sacrifice Play. I won't give you a minute Not by night or by day. I'll just invite Out my vices to play
By Corwynna5 years ago in Poets
to fault, to fall to lie down and ponder to listen to them all listen inside i may wonder why do you hold the sword to the sky
By Keed Williams5 years ago in Poets
The Illness between Progress and Starvation, Is Stagnation, and a lack of Race Relations, The Cure is Easy, and the Burden is Light,
Backstroking rampage Going for broke Felt like a stroke - On a good downhill run Water was dirty All slimy and murky -
By Bazooka Teaches5 years ago in Poets
"The Golden Throne" When Alexander had risen up marched on to the Eastn He was glorified as the western savior at the least.
By Alireza Najafabadi5 years ago in Poets
Start writing... One afternoon I said to myself, "Why isn't the bobsled more old?" Now virgin is just the thing, To get me wondering if the bobsled is newborn.
By samyog kandel5 years ago in Poets