slam poetry

Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.

Tulsa
they had something of their very own it was distinguished perhaps unprecedented and it was theirs outright thriving bustling
By Tracy Cooper5 years ago in Poets
Since You Asked
I’d rather pop my ass to Jay-Z than try my hand at poetry. haiku, sonnet, villanelle- I’d rather spend a day in hell.
By Michelle Morin5 years ago in Poets
Who I am Without Him
What I became when I was with him.... You used to wrap your arms around me and call me beautiful.... I used to believe it too, until that beautiful became ugly to me.
By Karma’s Corner5 years ago in Poets
Thoughts in the Dark
Deep down inside I push it Deeper inside I suppress it Up close in personal It’s hidden Only alone it’s brought up but forbidden
By Cynthia Mok5 years ago in Poets
Dear 16
Dear 16, I hear you loud and clear Even though I am older and not your peer Your age is significant And so are you
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Poets
Bad Sinner Strikes Again
Everybody knows I'm a bad sinner Of course, you know that Everybody knows that Because I just admit I am a bad sinner Maybe you read it once or maybe even twice
By Gladys W. Muturi5 years ago in Poets
Stupid Questions Funny Poem
I was walking the street Lost in my own private mind. To the ignorance around me I was thankfully blind. The car turned suddenly
By Timothy A Rowland5 years ago in Poets
Forced
From day one, you looked at me with disgust.... but it wasn't my fault. You believed every word he said... but he was feeding you lies.
By Nicole Boazman5 years ago in Poets
That life...
I want you to tell me, what you know about, "that life?" What do you know about, loss, and "true pain?" Living at the corner of Front street, under a bridge, sleeping on a construction fence. Resting, next to junkies, and addicts, because they were the only one's, to help you, when you were abandoned by your 'friends'.
By ©I.M. "That Girl," Inure Muse5 years ago in Poets
I Set Myself On Fire
You set me on fire just to watch me burn When I pleaded for you to stop You said it was all out of love, and it would keep me warm
By Sara Goodman5 years ago in Poets
The Drain
TRIGGER WARNING Hi, I’m Malarie. I’m an addict.
By Malarie 5 years ago in Poets
Gone Too Soon
GONE TOO SOON, POTENTIAL UNREALIZED INTELLIGENCE MINIMIZED BY VARIOUS ADDICTIONS, SELF AFFLICTIONS BY EYES SEEING BIGGER THAN HANDS
By Elijah H. Muied5 years ago in Poets