Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
I am a sweet poison, filling your head with whispered promises of tomorrow, a drug that will lift you up when you are tumbling deep into the darkness of socially-induced comas.
By Elizabeth Biz Diedrick6 years ago in Poets
Am I allowed?– To let tears sting my eyes When I’m held back, yet again, By your constraints, Keeping me from becoming the inevitable–
By Bianca Wargo6 years ago in Poets
The shots of the gun The worry of who's won Not to mention the engines that run Or when this will all be done The cameras that click
By N/A6 years ago in Poets
Motifs of an undesirable nature... The surface world is so fucked in its nature... Why do we let the painfully ignorant minority have so much control?...
By Innervisionpoetry Daniel Kopilow6 years ago in Poets
It's cold outside Let me wrap you up and keep you warm. I offer safety in a world full of instability. I stay the same I offer unchanging support
At some point we are all invited to the masquerade ball We put on our intricate masks and prepare to have a good time Let's forget who we are and play pretend for a while!
My sun's light is fading I see the little beads of liquid reaching up from her skin My sun was dying she was a smothered glow alone in a corner
The blame is on us. The young ones. The ones who have been told we could be and do anything we wanted to. They did lie to us you know.
By Serrena Gragg6 years ago in Poets
Tiger moth... Flame driven... so write him off... Exquisite mission... Counter decision... So write him off... Dared question... Unwilling confession.
Love, infatuation, attraction White knuckles grip on so hard, so desperately begging them not to leave "Love me, save me,
Equality. One of man's greatest desires. A woman preaching for the right to vote. A black man pleading for colored revolution.
I've heard too many people wish away their emotions As if they were the cause of all their problems. I've seen too many people wanting the torturous numbness I know too well.
