Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
β’ Dystopia β’ You've drained the color from my skies, Blinded my youth with an ocean of lies, But I don't know what is this new feeling,
By Em Hoccane5 years ago in Poets
It's a bless to be crazy. To dance on a broken flute's melodies and throw your body in a scattered words' maze, it's a bless to open your arms wide to the cold wind while it pushes you violently backwards.
Il dolore As you capitalize on my cracks & breaks & call it love I'm losing all my precious mind & my whole soul's just bein' drug
By Alysia Sanders5 years ago in Poets
πππ© ππ€.. sometimes you've had enough of getting hurt sometimes its ok not to fight Sometimes the lines get blurry
LET GO The tail of the devil keeps getting longer His horns keep getting stronger I don't know how long I can hold on
Pride Just a seedling wandering around In a world which wasn't always good Being naive was my first name Whenever messed up, was punished
Beats in my ear, feet to the street, Wand'ring MY town for some people to meet. Cruising the sidewalks paced to some beat
By Kent Brindley5 years ago in Poets
Directions to Your College Dorm by All hallways still lead to that room with its ceiling so high it might have been a sky, and your metal bed by the window,
By Lubna Khan5 years ago in Poets
The bitter air in salty wounded eyes Iβm longing for you on this sweaty night; But our past has not yet found itβs reprise,
By KB5 years ago in Poets
You know things, she says He closes his eyes I want to know these things, because I know you know things, she says He opens his eyes
By Wm Kucera 5 years ago in Poets
Demi Stoned for the first time The girls lays a cigarette on the table. She puts her chin down on her arms And studies the tip
By Gene Lass5 years ago in Poets
The objective of the The Game is -- to charge or move toward your opponent at a great rate of speed and in turn, cause your opponent to veer away from your path
