Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
If colors described the best words . Which hue would you use to say “I love you “ Or if I gave you everything in the world plus a canvas ,
By Cynthia Mcgee5 years ago in Poets
Frankenstein's Monster Revised Brown Million Dollar Woman Literally Expect no less Than A Lavender Cyborg Gaze Titanium Spine, Screws and Rods
By Jennifer RL_Moon5 years ago in Poets
Brown like the earth, brown like the unlit sands of the untouched depths of the ocean floor. Brown like the creaves of a thousand year old tree.
By Neyar5 years ago in Poets
I refuse to reduce myself to bite size pieces so your jaws don’t cramp Choke on my bones, let the grit caress your teeth
By Ajok Marial5 years ago in Poets
Talk like you got some damn sense But you betta not talk while I’m talking Don’t you dare call me a liar Its do as I say and not as I do
By Chiriga Bogan-Garrett5 years ago in Poets
Redorangeyellow is blazing and dancing behind me I try to see through the flames, but the grey clouds do a good job to blind me
By JC Todd5 years ago in Poets
When first he met ya, pretty girl! Such a nitty gritty city girl! Betcha thought he loved ya girl, nah – you were just a piece of ass.
By justKim 5 years ago in Poets
A catalyst of change. Bursting with life. Unknown because unwritten. Nothing is promised to the chaser. Mewing at deadened hides. Disrupted from a form.
By Brooke Nasa5 years ago in Poets
Red, orange, yellow, green, turquoise & indigo. Staked together screaming for attention, Like those gays at the parade, being such an embarrassment.
By GurjantSingh Sekhon 5 years ago in Poets
What is the color of truth? The color of truth... The color... The color of truth is undecided. Basic colors always leave us some kind of divided
By Tyla5 years ago in Poets
I see what you can't The rare condition I used to despite, embraces me now Before I couldn't really see but now I do You may say my mind is playing tricks on me
By SHAMEKA SAMUEL5 years ago in Poets
