slam poetry
Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
Corporate Bullshit
The corporate structure a city with rules of its own.. Company policies serve as the commandments to the foundations of stress.
Armand SlayerPublished 2 months ago in PoetsThough It Really Makes Me Wonder?
Don’t ask me what I was Doing watching that stupid ass LIVE where this ranting fool Busted out some anthology On “Criminal Poetry”
Michael ButorovichPublished 2 months ago in PoetsSHORT-TEMPERED
heart starts to race breathing too heavily the world gets bleary my eyes turn red. i can hear your insults spinning round in my head.
Painted Black
I painted the walls black Chasing away the day To find a semblance of peace A break from never ending tasks As castle crumbled
Katrina ThornleyPublished 2 months ago in PoetsMirror, Mirror
Mirror, mirror on the wall Who’s the least perfect of them all? Who has tears all on her face, Whose scars forever bring disgrace.
Silver Serpent BooksPublished 2 months ago in Poets1975
Introduction While going through Vocal's Poetry tags for some reason. Pantoum caught my eye. I thought I would investigate it and the seventh result is below.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 2 months ago in PoetsChasing
Chasing a hand on the shoulder... Chasing a statement of affirmation.. chasing a vote of confidence. I Often see my peers find themselves to a point of failure of some degree whether minute or extensive.
Armand SlayerPublished 2 months ago in PoetsLike
I like you I like you the way you are I like when you’re near I like you when you’re far I like the things you like I like the things you like, but I don’t care for
Atomic HistorianPublished 2 months ago in PoetsExperiencing the Last Nightfall of Life
As the night ended, the stars told tales of a life well lived. Memories sang a goodbye song as the curtain of darkness fell, and they danced in the moonlight.
OverThinkerPublished 2 months ago in Poetsoh well, that's just how things are
you lied to me? i thought it was the truth... i thought you were actually you... but no, it turns out that you're not. and you've left me to rot.
- Top Story - February 2024
One Last Midnight
Medi psychotic sacred dreams in the dark Spiritually hypnotic igniting a spark Dreadfully chaotic when involving the heart
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 2 months ago in Poets I Have No Money
In a world of shadows, where pennies are few, A tale unfolds, of challenges anew. No silver coins jingle in pockets bare,
Waqas AshrafPublished 2 months ago in Poets