Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Earth is a cancer cell It's true, take it from me We are a part of something so much greater So grand If you take the size of the Earth,
By Donia Schenkels8 years ago in Poets
This day was unsuccessful. Sebastian knew that his attempts at writing would be flawed. He never thought it would have been this bad though.
By Courtney Gross8 years ago in Poets
I am the future I am the Android's poison The "dumb" phones reaper My apps put me on the map Siri can be accessed with just a tap
By Calinda Patterson8 years ago in Poets
I hold my stomach like a jar of roses without water rushing, without dirt to tip the pot Stir my emotion with a huge wooden
By Alexia Villanueva8 years ago in Poets
I sit here and I wait, While I contemplate, The meaning of things, All things alive, The need to strive, The heartache and pain,
By Teresa Nash8 years ago in Poets
Smiles are free I always use my smile, It is free and is endless, I will smile every day until I die. I share my smile with everyone.
By Jaclyn Moorhouse8 years ago in Poets
Fate is not real. People like to talk about fate as this sacred path, created by some all-powerful being, that leads us on this perfect journey.
By Matt Martin8 years ago in Poets
Hey you I see you there Yeah, I can do that, too Put on my famous Crooked smile I'll dance to that same tune Crank on a smile of mischief
By A. R. Ambrosi8 years ago in Poets
"I am a mess” I say, more sure of it than before I was 22 And less sure of why. “I am a mess” I say, unapologetically, not seeking councel
By B Day8 years ago in Poets
You deserve better then I can give you. I’m the bronze medal, You deserve the gold and flowers. Someone to stay strong,
By Abigail Mckinney8 years ago in Poets
Precious liquid is lifted to perfectly poised lips Sipping down rivulets of red Eyebrows arch as it spreads Coating and caressing each taste bud's tip
By Destiny Revealed8 years ago in Poets
I hate when you say that something you said doesn't matter anymore. Just because our call failed, or the phone cut out, It does matter.
By Auburnashes =^-^=8 years ago in Poets
