Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Freestyles are for none Freestyles are for none Freestyles are for none Watch as I kick this, prepare accordingly This isn’t for the faint of heart,
By savage writer6 years ago in Poets
I wonder if heaven has a neighborhood like the one I am living in— so I can see you again. How many of us have lost our lives in these deserts?
Sir with the burgundy coat The wild, loose hairdo The bleached blue jeans, the black athletic sneakers The artist with the touch
Standing over all the books I’ve written like cocaine in Scarface Wondering which level I can take my craft next, I’m in desperate need of a challenge
This female knew how to treat me right. She made sure that I was getting my shit done Always made sure that I had a school to go to ,
This was the season that changed everything October 2005, Helen took me to buy Pokémon Emerald from the old Valley Fair years before it was demolished
i am insecure about my life’s work i look at what i’ve crafted, in my eyes i don’t think it’s sufficient enough for me to put out
Yasmina’s Necklace has taught me that opposites can attract if the purpose deems it A female refugee from Iraq and a businessman
Baby, I want to be free That is my birthright Be one with the trees, grass Oxygen, animals Divinity is in me Not the sky, I refuse to accept it
On December 22, 1998 I met a woman named Beth inside the hospital of Israelites, over by the Crown where they fried the breasts hard.
Sometimes we don’t sleep cuz’ insomnia keeps us up Little did you know That’s really us becoming superhuman Shuteye is where the downloads come in
Legends never die, we just multiply and become immortalized I would say king, but you can call me a deity By now, the shift has taken place
