Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
I write on the go My mind wandersAlong with my body We were driving on highways Red lights fall on my side gaze I’m ready to burn into the sun
By Canesha Vijayakumar7 years ago in Poets
Humanity has always had freedom to choose right from wrong. These are the lessons that make up our internal muse and our song.
By Marcus Vicente7 years ago in Poets
I heard a knocking on my door In the middle of night Who could it be, who could it be Maybe I’ll just lay here instead And pretend I’m asleep
By Veronica Celaya7 years ago in Poets
I used to sit and dream of magic genies. These days, I spit words like magic and produce instant remedies. Times got hard. I went inside and tried to hide, like a hermit.
By Iyanda Siraj7 years ago in Poets
You are white sand and warm water And the tide is coming in The undertow is so gentle I won't even notice if I'm drowning
By Violet P. Davies7 years ago in Poets
My maverick memory has marked Many sets of eyes Eyes I've missed for long enough that I only remember them as blue And oft resignedly forlorn
“You could be inside, living in your own house for years,and still, men with or without badges but always withguns could force you, your family, your neighbors to pack upand move—with or without shoes.”-Toni Morrison
By Azaria Brown7 years ago in Poets
It all starts with something blank Colors bounce, swirl, hard to grasp An idea Etched in my mind Zooming in and out My pencil starts to move
By Kat Davis7 years ago in Poets
She Was a huntsman 🤺 She Was a fox 🦊 Calculating, Examining, Watching her prey 📽 Biding her Time Until ⏳ The perfect moment
By Chaos Magic7 years ago in Poets
CRYSTAL BALL EMOJI COME TO LIFE 🐛 Q: What is it exactly that you do? A: We create relevant, witty and eye catching
Another riddle, When you hear Her having a Melt down, How fast Do you Run 👁 Pause In the middle, I’m getting lost
Oh how I wish to be a bird And do what's not been heard To fly, to see To see above And show to everyone At last, I'm free
By marisol romero7 years ago in Poets
