slam poetry
Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
: "Heavenly Harmony"
The wind whispers in the starry night, the silver moon dances in the sky. Ancient secrets the night reveals, an eternal melody, nature jealous.
Hendrik SancheZPublished 2 months ago in PoetsIn the Realm of Focus
In the realm of scattered thoughts, I seek my way, To find a haven where distractions never sway. With steadfast gaze and unwavering mind,
The Power of Money
In the realm of wealth and its allure, There exists a poet with words so pure. They delve into the power money holds, Crafting verses that reveal its stories untold.
Unspoken
In twilight's tender embrace, whispers unsaid, A dance of shadows, secrets widespread. Silent symphony, hearts in rhythmic beat,
Waqas AshrafPublished 2 months ago in PoetsThe Coin's Lament
In vaults of steel, it gleams and gleams, The currency of dreams, of schemes, A force that drives the world's extremes,
Amour in its grandest fashion
The virtues of the bounty existence falter in its firm stance, As the mellowed glance of beauty in its amorous rhythm strikes its dance.
Hridya SharmaPublished 2 months ago in PoetsFat With Love
Drawn in In an unhealthy way I want to be with you every day I want to be fat with your love Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
Atomic HistorianPublished 2 months ago in PoetsThe Carrot Dangler
We desire to collaborate Its policy corporates We are obligated to earn Its tendency is to spurn It dangles carrots of many colors
Tony MartelloPublished 2 months ago in PoetsAnother Place
In a land where the sun meets the sky, And gentle winds softly sigh, There lies a place, oh so divine, Where love's embrace forever shines.
Sher singhPublished 2 months ago in PoetsA Symphony of Love
In the vast expanse where hearts entwine, Love's melody, a symphony divine. It dances on the whispers of the breeze, Painting skies with hues of ecstasy.
If you read me.
I want to record thousands of portraits with you where I can't capture it with my pupils... I want dawns in your arms, where you offer me peace and I shelter your soul.
Gustavo SanchezPublished 2 months ago in PoetsFLAVOR OF AN EXQUISITE WOMAN
'An exquisite woman is not one who has the most men at her feet, but rather one who has only one who makes her truly happy.
Gustavo SanchezPublished 2 months ago in Poets