Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
Have you seen I May Destroy You? well you should Pay attention: there’s not only blood but strong periods pads tampons
By Emilia Jaar5 years ago in Poets
Do you remember when classmates told you I was a lesbian? They said that because they never saw me with a guy in the street
Hershey meets dime Dime falls for Hershey’s rhymes We feel the vibes! Made her cum in no time! Now I cant get outta her mind, while she stays on mine 😍🥰😘
By Hershey Melanin5 years ago in Poets
Title: Mind Drift BLACK BROWN BLACK BROWN synonyms that caused a rift an atmospheric split, left you on the fence I came to let your mind drift
By Simply_Chey6 years ago in Poets
If a tree falls and no one is around to heart it, Did it even make a sound? Things happening behind closed doors Away from human perception
By B. Bonslater6 years ago in Poets
I was created a queen, no a Virgo queen, a stubborn earth lover who chases only after herself too much because she is hardheaded
By Nia Wheat6 years ago in Poets
A MAN YOU won't make a man stay only a man can make a man stay it's in the character that he displays how he carries himself day by day
By Aly Oh6 years ago in Poets
I don’t know... But I thought maybe he hadn’t heard it before. I thought, maybe he was just lonely. But I guess this is a lesson in you can lead a horse to water but you can’t make them drink.
By Christina Brady6 years ago in Poets
Tell me what you want what you like but it’s okay I’m just a little curious too; tell me if I’m wrong pay back is a bitch yet if it’s right I don’t care hunny, I’m the baddest as I can keep a secret and I can do better than you.
By Lizzy Arrow6 years ago in Poets
She found that true connection, so she thought She gave her heart and soul She was bought Believing in their love, even when apart
By Janelle barker6 years ago in Poets
I was in the playground, When the sky got filled with dark and black clouds. Just in the middle of our game, They started to rain.
By Sweed Music6 years ago in Poets
A Soldier Life is his war, his battle's for love From the day he was born, blessed by he who hovers above Most times as a child, where it was nothing but struggles
By Eva Loyal6 years ago in Poets
