slam poetry
Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
You.
The way his eyes glistened in the sun, the way they looked beautiful even when he is on the verge of tears. The way his hair gets in his way all the time, the way he doesn’t notice me staring at him when he bites his lip. The way he doesn’t care that I’m alone at night instead of wrapped in his arms. The way he doesn’t bother to check up on me. All of these things I wish I could say I love, but I don’t. I hate the way he starts an argument about anything. The way he tries to make me jealous. I hate the fact he doesn’t care that I’m crying in the middle of the night just wishing for him to wrap his arms around me, he doesn’t care that I hardly get sleep because I’m wondering if he is falling in love with someone else. He was my childhood sweetheart. He was the one I was supposed to grow old with, until one day he brought another girl by accident not realising I was still there. I still remember hearing the giggles coming out of her mouth as he kissed up and down her neck. The look in his eyes when he looked at her, it was the same look he gave to me. I thought I was special but I guess not. He didn’t love me anymore. That was my worst fear, him not loving me. I packed my stuff up the very next day and left, I didn’t have anywhere to go apart from a local bar. I drowned my thoughts out with vodka and tequila. Everybody was waiting for me to speak your name again, I never did. You still crossed my mind every now again. I missed the way you would grip my hips whenever I was laying on top of you, I miss the way you run your fingers through my hair when I was stressed. I missed it all but didn’t show it. You made me numb.
By Jade Small8 years ago in Poets
I Wish
I will always wish that I could paint your favourite picture on the sky, or that I could rearrange the stars at night to shape them into the constellation that you have tattooed behind your ear. I wish that I could take all the bad from your life and suck it inside my veins so I wouldn't have to fear seeing you leave my life because of the demons that haunt your mind. I wish I could enter your heart and form a cage around it, so that it would never stop beating as no one will ever be able to punch through it. I wish I could take the bottle of stress away from your lips and instead drink it all as I hold your hand to keep you from falling apart down the cascade of solitude. I wish I could feel no pain but yours as I soak it in through a kiss, so you wouldn't have to agonize anymore.
By Dakota Bennett8 years ago in Poets
Refuted Reasoning
I once was called one of God's favourite children Lighting up an influence of energy within my cut and bruised skin Looking within bringing the reign and fight back to the surface of the battle grounds that once we're tall buildings; filled with dreams and future lives, just waiting to be lived.
By Miss Riddle8 years ago in Poets
