Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
If I had to use one word to describe my first love well... I couldn't. there is no way I could proclaim all the hurt
By Elizabeth Biz Diedrick6 years ago in Poets
The end. I’ll start there and let time bend. In this cyclical cerebellum which divinity did send, We are living fast and slow in the dimensions of ‘when’.
By Catrina Linhard6 years ago in Poets
If you get offended when I say happiness is a choice, you are part of the problem. Many of us have met people at much less fortunate life situations,
By March or April everyone at school was begging for summer but not me I remember year after year I got judgmental stares
Over a year since our promise and you broke after so much progress. You ran to the blade tonight, like I ran to my claws
Unaffected. Unambiguously untied, from your bullshit. "Goodbye", former, self. Released, finally! No more, psychological captivity.
By ©I.M. "That Girl," Inure Muse6 years ago in Poets
Everyone is so busy Adults work 9 to 5 to 6, to 7 Sometimes even to 11 just so they don't have to come home and deal with their problems.
I am a sweet poison, filling your head with whispered promises of tomorrow, a drug that will lift you up when you are tumbling deep into the darkness of socially-induced comas.
Am I allowed?– To let tears sting my eyes When I’m held back, yet again, By your constraints, Keeping me from becoming the inevitable–
By Bianca Wargo6 years ago in Poets
The shots of the gun The worry of who's won Not to mention the engines that run Or when this will all be done The cameras that click
By N/A6 years ago in Poets
Motifs of an undesirable nature... The surface world is so fucked in its nature... Why do we let the painfully ignorant minority have so much control?...
By Innervisionpoetry Daniel Kopilow6 years ago in Poets
It's cold outside Let me wrap you up and keep you warm. I offer safety in a world full of instability. I stay the same I offer unchanging support
