slam poetry
Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
The Space We Share.
To those who had to grow up too fast, I am still a child. I will live your childhood for you. I should be grown up just like you are, but that little kid inside of me won’t let me. So I walk with her along the path to my childhood home. We play hopscotch and toss stones. I hold the hand of the kid you never got to be, and you play with us—both versions of me. The version that lives on in a house I no longer dwell in, and the current version of me who just can’t keep going.
By April Kirby.18 days ago in Poets
The Girl at Platform No. 5: A Diary of Unspoken Farewells
Everyone at the station is in a hurry. Some are chasing dreams, while others are running away from memories. But I sit here, at the corner of the wooden bench, with a pen that knows more secrets than my heart can carry.
By MD. Rahmat Ullah20 days ago in Poets
The Story of My Resilience: A Light in the Dark
I kept my word, and I stayed true, But the one I waited for—was never you. I wrote the story of turning my life around, In every struggle, a new strength I found. I lit a lamp in the deepest of night, Yet, you remained hidden, far from my sight. I waited for you, through the silence and pain, But you chose to vanish, like mist in the rain.
By MD. Rahmat Ullah23 days ago in Poets
