slam poetry

Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.

BrokenBeings&HumanThings
Different people have rhymed the same words a thousand times trying to find original thoughts original lines whip em up
By Xina -7 years ago in Poets
Uncensored
Little blonde haired and blue eyed me, thrived off of the experiences with family. At a young age of three, my memories began, so simply.
By Teya Hooper7 years ago in Poets
Sharp Tongue
I'm not always the nicest I've said things I can't unsay. The tongue inside my mouth Is sharper than a knife. And I even cut myself with my words
By Serrena Gragg7 years ago in Poets
Woke up with You in My Bed
Woke to you in my bed, No, not this again, Drinking and not thinking, Who I was seeking Never thought about the trouble I was reaping,
By Yvonne Knight7 years ago in Poets
Listen
Would you listen to me? We could fix things and make them the way they should be. We could be like other families and have that relationship that everyone else around me has.
By Janice Page7 years ago in Poets
Fucking Priceless
4,442,000 and you overlooked each digit, taking the love I gave to you for granted. 219 to transfer each ounce of fucks I gave about you that ran through my veins. 561,200 the price at which each breath I shared with you cost.
By Nicole Lara7 years ago in Poets
Pu***y Power
I wasn't made to be a singer I wasn't made to rap I was made to write the truth and expose the facts I was supposed to be a poet who knew the words before she wrote it and I may fall flat and land on my back or I might be great and fucc who say I ain't see word have a power that people don't understand how they can influence the world and change the thoughts of any man how we as women have the the might to knock down towers and every man falls short at the hands of pussy power and I see myself I guess as a triple threat I have brains beauty and a cute little butt no I have brains beauty and the will to say enough is enough. I wasn't made to be a joke or a mouth that never spoke i have conformed to this life to one day be called his wife to be compliant and just wait to give him head and make his plate to be submissive and hear his lies no matter how many tears drown my eyes to suck it up and work it out but if the roles were to change you'd see would walk out. To be his bottom bitch no matter the cost to be so supportive no matter what's lost and that's fine but tell me when is my time to make mistakes and change the lines to tell a lie and never wonder why. Why she stays
By Chelsia Nelson7 years ago in Poets
She Hyper
I hated myself fiercely, 'cause nobody liked me. Too weird, Too different, Same ol' odd child story. 1995, I realized,
By Veronica Williams7 years ago in Poets
Southside Stories
It's Hard To Be A Souljah With The World On Your Shoulders, Trying To Be A Dream Molder And A Six Figure Folder. Feeling Restless At Night, Heavenly Father Showed Me The Light Down N Out And Stepped On So Why Must I Fight. Been Used And Abused I Done Paid My Dues, Can't Win If I Lose. So Which Road Should I Choose, To Live With This Much Pressure It Must Be A Shame. Some Thangs Will Never Change Still Wanna Blow Out My Brains, Gotta Be Strong And Hold On Watching My Moma Smoke Crack Daddy Long Gone Not Strange Will He Ever Be Back. Lil Brother Locked Down I Feel The Pain That He Feels Cause We've Been Trough This Drama Trying To Depend On Our Moma. When The Game Got Hectic I Respected It Bought It. But Who Said It's Okay To Live With This Pain.
By Myron Johnson7 years ago in Poets
So He Thinks He’s a Comedian
So he thinks that he’s a comedian A real funny man, you see When he looks me up and down And says What have you done to you’re body?
By J.M. S7 years ago in Poets
This Flows for You
i am on the brink of determination I know what it means to breed creation When I shoved my hand down your throat Did you feel my passion
By MCBerthaG Divinity7 years ago in Poets
To the Girl That I Hate
Yikes! Oh, no. You are stuck in my head. A strange sensation, something unknown. every single thing you do, I loathe.
By P.E. Kyle7 years ago in Poets