slam poetry

Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.

Inure Muse4 months ago
Happy Birthday Mum
F*ck the New Year... I have the same feelings of worry and fear as I did the year before. To expect the same f*cking disappointments from humanity... nothing more. Tis the season of broken promises and false hopes. Yet another reason to put yourself, so to speak, up against the proverbial ropes... in this ring of life. To be honest, I don't ever see myself, being a wife. I don't have the heart to do it to myself... the endless soul-crushing heartache and pain masked as love, like the kind I saw ...
Lakyshia Shelton4 months ago
Abusive Man
Abusive man could be so charming He will have you blinded by his jewels. Abusive man which he is But can't stand up and face another man. Abusive man get drunk to beat you. Abusive man disrespects you...
Inure Muse4 months ago
F*ck You
To think that you can put your motherf*cking hands on me a citizen...to serve and protect...your own ass. Can you believe that shit? When I rely on you...you insolent, scandalous bully bitch with the badge or false sense of bravado. I don't know which... to forcibly move me? Tyrant motherfucker. Moved and Movado by your lyrical lies codebook mumbo jumbo. Forced to prance on point form notes, and READ THE SIGN THOUGH. I'm a say it to your face...Boy, gone are the days when we used to pick cotton ...
Miss Riddle4 months ago
Stand Up
Synonyms take the place of what the disaster of the word alone stands for. All negative conjunctions towards each other interfere with the slow climb up the stairway to gold. A state of mind no more r...
Hannah Payne4 months ago
Yes I Am a Snowflake
Yes I am a snowflake Not because a generation thinks I'm coddled. The same generation that taught me I was an individual with my own special traits. The same generation that bribed me with participati...
Inure Muse4 months ago
See?
I've told you, all...especially "you", that you've hurt me. Taken my open wounds, and filled it with ash and salt and desert me. I've told you how I'm feeling.I mean, "the writing is on the wall"... "literally," published it on Vocal Media, for fuck sakes, And you did nothing, at all. Merely, stole my soul, took my body, my time, and took me to hell. Me, who has not died, but somehow was buried as well. Priest and Prayers... over my coffin, No roses, or pedals, false words, spread over idol word...
Leigh Hooper4 months ago
Slam Poetry 1
At age six I realized I could sing. At 10 I wanted to be an author—nothing has changed since. At 12 I got my first ‘boyfriend,’ I’m sure you know how that love goes. At 15 I felt my first heartbreak. ...
Kylee Orozco4 months ago
Some Attitude
Being a woman, we are expected to walk with a kick in our step But the expectation is just an examination, Being a woman, we have our flaws; our attitude is not one of them. You see our attitude is ne...
Anthony Ferreira4 months ago
Lisa
Poor Lisa, I wish you would’ve met her. Real nice girl with a real bad set up. Broke for years, she was 16 years old Kicked out the house cause she fucked The wrong nigga so... He got her pregnant, le...
Sharita Cormier4 months ago
Extraordinary Through Grace
She painted herself with words and let the oxygenated fresh air of the words of wisdom fuel the fire within Unorthodox and peculiar they called her Instead of conforming to the box that society slaved...
Inure Muse5 months ago
Hmm...
I'm beginning to notice my bars... captivity was never really noticeable to me but now, I see them iron arms from floor to ceiling barred from access to the Gods... follow false men draped in cloths. This is life now... US or them... hate, destroy, buy, obey go against them die today or you're labelled out your head strapped and snuggly to a bed wrapped in bandage white room for days... while they scribble on some papers about your cooky fucked up ways. Or you're famous! Maybe TV overdosed or un...
Maison Ray5 months ago
Relapse
Unsurprised, You let reintroduced animosity sucker-punch you, wanting to like it, But the hurt didn’t hurt the same. Why? Why are you so angry? Why are you so sad? Your best friend is lip balm And the...
Inure Muse5 months ago
Lest We Forget
Babe, I lifted you out of the ashes... like the Phoenix (from the fire). Carried you, with my love, you... perched on my back, grabbing and tearing at the feathers (of my wings)... fucking up my halo... with all these useless things. Always trying to lay low. For fuck sakes... You done lost your mind... Treating me like your past time. Never gives... always takes. Completely oblivious to the fact that the only way to find another me is to pick me from the heavens yourself, or send a fax to the d...
Kelsie Tyler5 months ago
Life in the Theatre
Lights. Camera. Music all throughout the theatre. People running all around. Director calling all the shots. Stage left and Stage right. Crew setting lights and props up. Costumes galore! The smell of...
SKYLERIZED 5 months ago
Shape the World
Who’s the one who says that minds are depraved? Sure, there are those who commit wrongdoing. But that is off from what the brain has craved. Good is what most folks begin pursuing. Through many defeat...
Inure Muse5 months ago
Sweetie
I wish 🎶I could talk to you, and explain things... I f*cking wish we never stopped talking because of some half-wit slag, pretending to be your friend. I told you I never liked them... Some dumb-bitc...
Three Things to Live For
I've lived my life in search of three things: One: The gentle kiss of a caring lover. The electricity of her lips, the tenderness of her smile as we share a moment of silence for the lovers we've left...
Kathryn Parker5 months ago
Writer
You write, putting down the pretty, pretty words. Elongating your vocabulary with a condescending tone. You find yourself magnificent and your readers luckier than lucky to absorb them. You spew empty...