Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
A country girl learns early how to strike the match light their cigarettes and change a flat They get their motors running fast, without a catch
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 months ago in Poets
My eyes always wanted to see you, But when I saw you, I act like I didn't see you, Not because my eyes didn't want to see you,
By Sarah Maleem3 months ago in Poets
Living seems to be very hard, but I’m still here. Pain stretches out by the yard, but I’m still here. Intrusive thoughts plague my mind, but I’m still here.
By Joe Patterson3 months ago in Poets
Verse 1 In the moonlight, the streets are bare, Zombies roam, but they don’t care. They’re hungry for brains, that’s their goal,
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior3 months ago in Poets
Verse 1 Under neon lights, in a crowded space, We’re laughing and spinning, hearts keeping pace. With the music pulsing, we’re lost in the night,
I remember my 16th year dawning, fresh, like a newborn baby. I wish that had lasted. • That the little sister, speaking in tongues,
By Guia Nocon3 months ago in Poets
I refuse to be a sacrificial lamb, Butchered and burned, All for the sake of a predatory man. I will not be responsible
By CT Idlehouse3 months ago in Poets
I want to feel normal again Not to go back where we began But the ephemeral euphoric place between The then and now The only question is
By Atomic Historian3 months ago in Poets
It was not a thing of practiced art, No movie-perfect, scripted scene. Just two bicycles, leaning hard, A space of grass, a world of green.
By The 9x Fawdi3 months ago in Poets
I was born empty, a beast, always hunting for a soul of my own.
By Lizzy Rose3 months ago in Poets
I never meant to write poems, I’m just tracing my own experience and somehow it reads like a poem I don’t try to be a poet
By Quinn Holm3 months ago in Poets
isn’t love frivolous in our exchanging of plans a business deal of emotions with intertwining demands isn't love waggish
