slam poetry
Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
You-9
I’ll never forget You were there for me in my hour of regret Trapped in a cycle of pain Blaming myself for all that had happened
Atomic HistorianPublished 9 days ago in PoetsNo Emotions
you can’t imagine what I go through your on my mind on the wake up, I wish that I could talk to you showing no emotions, is a sign of protection,
I Am Sav ReneePublished 9 days ago in PoetsEclipse
Everyday, I'm faced with questions to myself; as a Millennial striving and existing. Working a job, but not growing into a career.
I Quit
The pack whispers promises, a siren's sweet song, Each stick a salvation, though the truth lingers long. A morning ritual, a cough that tears my chest,
From Blog to Brand
My office? A corner desk, bathed in monitor's glow, No suit and tie, just comfy clothes, a world unseen below. The commute? A cup of coffee, brewed strong to chase the night,
Soul-2
Cut me and I bleed poetry A soul wandering this realm Having a human experience 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 10 days ago in Poets"The Fate of Shadows"
Eagerly, the world awaits the lunar embrace, Casting shadows as the sun and moon interlace. Light fades as darkness reigns in the sky,
Hendrik SancheZPublished 10 days ago in PoetsMy Problem
A tangled thread, my heart, where love divides, Two goddesses, with beauty that confides. One, fire in her eyes, a storm-tossed sea,
ESFP "The Bold Trailblazer"
With hearts ablaze, ESFP souls ignite, A warmth infectious, spreading pure delight. In life's grand stage, they tread with playful grace,
Diorino GalvanoPublished 11 days ago in PoetsESFP "The Charismatic Host"
With heart aflame and spirit ever bright, The ESFP, a jester in the sun, Doth charm the world with laughter warm and light,
Diorino GalvanoPublished 11 days ago in PoetsKing
With pen in hand, I take a stand, the king of verse, the wordsmith grand. They call me arrogant, perhaps it's true, But none can spin a rhyme like me it's in plain view.
Love's Sweet Madness
They say love drives men crazy, well, darling, that's a fact, Since meeting you, my sanity's been falling back. Forget the poets crying beneath the moonlit sky,