slam poetry

Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.

Inure Muse25 days ago
Moist
"... I had a dream, he came to me... The musical mystic man swam, deep within the midsts of my melancholy, see? Despite the black, wavy waters... reached inside its depth. And pulled me free... Scream...
Rowan Finley25 days ago
Miscarried Parents
I didn't realize how hard it would be watching my wife miscarry. Being married for just six short months, it feels like so much has occurred in such a short time. I thank God for our tiny little baby ...
Henri Gouldinga month ago
Razor Blades and Lollipops
The taste of sugar on lollipops taste like sin. Like razors that have been put in the place of sprinkles. I knock my glass of water onto my barely touched plate of dinner. It’s ruined I can’t eat it. ...
Henri Gouldinga month ago
I Just Want to Be Pretty
Ana helps me with my homework, usually math. Gym, Ana loves the gym. Ana made me love the gym too. I mean, look at her, she’s so pretty, she tells me I can be as pretty as her. She whispers encouragem...
Ryan McDonagha month ago
Be Fulfilled
You’ve never worked a job you’ve enjoyed Always wondering who to avoid Infectious tongue of a lie Drains you and makes you old So over used and over used Starts to get the best of you So why are you e...
Sigh On
I thank you, sir, for all you have done For me over the past few years. The endless comments of how I will never Amount to anything. I faced my fears When you said that I am nowhere near The standard ...
Monique Stara month ago
Double Identity; Urges for Freedom
At first glance, Material such as Hannah Montana and Avatar Only quench the thirst for entertainment That expresses itself as boredom. Though, as a bit of my scrambled mind Cleans itself like people w...
Monique Stara month ago
Coming of Age of a TV Addict
Starting as a Mini Mo, The product of Philo Farnsworth's reproductive species Has been the sun to 9 branches of my eagerness, Expressed in forms of entertainment Shot out of this fizzed-out shaken can Of Monique Mountain Dew, Encouraging some to silence me And others to bestow laughter upon me. I was the caterpillar relying On Spongebob and Teletubbies To convince me innocence exists. Now, I'm nowhere close to a butterfly And hope overthinking ideas I bump into Become the creatures manifested by...
Kyle Parkera month ago
OJ in the Morning: Pure-O’s Insanity
OJ in the morning Sip Sip Sip Slurp Drip Drop on my shirt Today is already off to a bad start Stains are bad Stains are bad Stains are bad I will accept the uncertainty Stains are bad This was not the...
The broken Poeta month ago
Damaged
What should I say? You have been gone for days, Days turn to weeks and still I get no sleep. You appear in my dreams, bringing haunting memories. Gloomy skies and days where all I did was cry, What sh...
kys crysa month ago
Who Am I?
Who am I? Well I'm not really sure. I'm 15, a sophomore, a Taurus. I'm not really sure what much else there is. What do you mean that's not enough? What were you expecting? A warmhearted manifesto pul...
kys crysa month ago
My Favorite Color
I've seen my favorite color a lot recently In vials along the desktop 1 2 3 connected to my arm by a little pitch Doesn't hurt anymore Not to feel, not to look I can stare right at it's dark red base ...
Maniac
I heard that not so long ago When time was naught but fun Those moments came in glorious seconds. Until the going down of the sun. That in those moments flickered by Stood a glowing pampered soul Whos...
Jonathan Costaa month ago
For Tigue
I know she’s looking out for me When she calls me to bed And I ignore her Only hum as if in agreement But she’s persistent and she begs me to join her But her groans fall on deaf ears And when I final...
-A.N.L a month ago
Open Eyes.
Not all wars happen on battlefields. They happen in our head, In the dead of the night or break of day. Each thought a minefield, Wrong step and you're dead. They happen in our homes, Sneaking up on y...
Neon Odyraha month ago
Lost
What? What are you searching for? What do you live for? What do you think is important for you? Lost Lost in what is important Lost in this illusion we ourselves created Lost in these things that real...
Neon Odyraha month ago
May-Be
Maybe I am lost, maybe I am found Maybe I am 100 feet under the ground Maybe I am weak, maybe I am lazy Maybe I am filled with thoughts that drive me crazy Maybe I will be better at the end Maybe all ...
Jewell Colemana month ago
They Always Sleep on the Good Quiet Girls
I’m not your average teenager. I didn’t have a date when I went to prom. I took my sister instead... both times. I was a very stand-offish individual that felt more comfortable in solitude than with o...