Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
Maybe Maybe Just maybe You have been asleep all these while Ignorant to admit, ignorant to accept Daily doses of the procrastinate juice
By Harydo Neon8 years ago in Poets
7 AM in the morning and every muscle in my body cringes Battled with my books till the midnight bell stopped ringing Lately my pen has been call but I rarely answer
Isn't it crazy how somewhere it's storming and the other side it's beautiful I wonder sometimes is the cup half empty or is it half full
By Rork Crusto8 years ago in Poets
Finally, freedom. Six years of scrubbing so hard in the shower that my skin hurts. Six years of screaming and crying and ripping my skin apart to try and drain you out of my veins.
By J L8 years ago in Poets
I know what you're trying to do, how you're trying to die Let's not try to lie to ourselves by pretending that we don't know why.
By Alex B8 years ago in Poets
There's a pain in my chest. Every time I inhale, it pierces into me. almost like a reminder. A reminder of how shitty things are.
By Brave Ave8 years ago in Poets
Don your finest suit and frilly peach dress that will drape over your cotton knickers and wife beaters Wax your teeth and rinse out the stench from your tobacco, whiskey stained orifice
By Asherah Way8 years ago in Poets
Sometimes I want to write, And I cant find the words. Thousands of options, all from a combination. Of only 26, And I cant find the ones I want.
By D D.8 years ago in Poets
Would you agree with me that some voices are stronger than others? Some are so loud, so bold, so daring, so… arrogant. Others are so stiff, so serious, so shy, so… subtle.
By a.i. r.s.8 years ago in Poets
Looked at the stars of hope in her eyes, Little girl, don’t let this world take away your shine. Bright, wide-eyed, the little fool was.
By Ayesha Javed8 years ago in Poets
Tick tock, goes the clock Tick tock! Tick tock. Herded in and out of spaces, we flock. Tick tock, goes the clock A machine, the system has turned us into
Salvation Your hold on my identity loosened I have escaped your restraints. I will no longer blame myself, For actions which deprive
By adriel cleaves8 years ago in Poets
