slam poetry

Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.

Annie Onymous4 months ago
I'm Sorry
I thought of you today, and it was the first time you have walked through my mind in years. Why? I'd put you in a dusty box in my mental attic, to heal and be free. Did I dust off the box? Or did I le...
Inure Muse4 months ago
Hey Babe...
Let me check Damn... I was so skinny in those pics. I was so stressed and depressed. Bad, bad, times... Today at 8:08 AM No It's the first f*cking post on my Instagram and I sent it to you in an Instagram message babe, but i love that video (and you) no matter how skinny you were you're still beautiful... That was then... I'm your now... 🤟🏾xo "Lost King," Today at 8:14 AM You make me feel so good... sorry I was driving... OK message me later baby Today at 9:15 AM I feel so lucky I made it out ...
Violet P. Davies4 months ago
No Cause for Concern
Please don't be concerned by all these words That oxidize when I set them down The ink gets blurred And starts tattooing frown lines in my brow My poetry is purple It's always been that way It scares ...
Violet P. Davies4 months ago
Eggshell Treadmill
I feel things that shouldn't matter But they do to me, and I don't want them to Which makes me want to punch a wall I feel like the world is a treadmill But I got all turned around And now I'm standin...
Kay Williams4 months ago
Be You
'But are you?' My conscious asked after I screamed at myself telling myself I am a fuck up. Convincing myself I am a failure. But am I? 'You are not.' I am. 'No. I wouldn’t say you are.' Then what am ...
Danny Hartley4 months ago
Type
I'm just gonna type, type till I can't be arsed to type know more, type till I have misspelled every thing because I'm not paying any attention, type till the sun comes up because I can, type because ...
James Vail4 months ago
Donald Trump Rap Diss
Candidates I assassinate for their fascist hate, like Donald T You aren’t stoppin' me, I do armed robbery The White House is more white now, I try to see But it's a white out, in a society that lied t...
Eden Greager4 months ago
It's Hard To...
It’s hard to explain how I feel when I can’t comprehend my feelings. It’s hard to tell you that I need help when I don’t even know what I need help with. It’s hard for me to reach out and ask for your...
Wolfgang Styko4 months ago
Modern
No I don’t know the solution, Wrongly entitled retribution, Take away the modern day, Wrapped up or eat in babe? Falling for the scars of war, Left you on the ballroom floor, Melting through the ceili...
Skylar Cribb4 months ago
The Millionth Poem About Rape
You say I'm a baby, that it makes me childish to be afraid to walk to the public restrooms alone But what you don't know is Around every corner, around every turn, there is danger waiting to pounce up...
Greg Sanchez4 months ago
Folkloric Protest Song
Fresh is the early morning that lit its loom at dawn as the concrete reverbs it also lurks, an abrasive voice from the bard can be heard as he sings new slangs that it’ll fool you with thrills. The li...
Sara Peterson4 months ago
Flu Season
You’d think that Because we are adults now, Some of us would learn to wash our hands After infecting them with our Bacteria-filled coughs & disease-ridden sneezes You’d think we’d know how to protect ...
Charles Oregano4 months ago
Extra Credit
Extra credit, and how it serves me, whether I be a dutiful student, or a “flunkee,” it may round off my 4.0 GPA, and as such I will be pleased, or it may give me enough class credit for possibly, a D,...
Tajah Calderon5 months ago
Something We All Crave
I am not talking about candy Or chocolate Or food at all I am talking about Love; from ourselves, family, friends, even strangers. Confidence; to walk in our own skin and feel free and alive, to be ou...
Kiefer Jackson5 months ago
Sun Scape
i let the pendulum swing it doesn’t pay attention to things unseen Out the window you can find it where sun can reach i grew in the jungle among the weeds.. the infestation made it hard to breathe.. s...
Andy Maudling5 months ago
Pure
Pack up your suitcase; It's time now to fly. If you're willing and ready, I'm ready to die. My mind has been bombed, Yet the Earth is unscathed. I forgot how to be: High, mighty and brave. Look down f...
Want to Know Something?
You want to know something? It’s not that difficult to notice you've fucked up. Let me clarify. When you know you fucked up and act as if you didn’t, it won’t fool anybody. You can fool yourself into ...
Amanda Zylstra5 months ago
Blood on My Hands
There will be no blood on my hands when we part ways. I am used to being a caregiver. I give too much of myself to others and get nothing back in return. Like psychic vampires, people suck all the emp...