Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
Remember you are a blessing even with minions contesting regardless what they relay to you you just keep progressing negativity is a drug
By Kenneth Davis7 years ago in Poets
Life always has something for us to learn. We spend so much time trying to figure out the lesson. I have been through a ton and still I feel like nothing.
By katrina Taylor7 years ago in Poets
I was used to the way they made me feel: Broken. Used. Worthless. A piece of meat that was to their liking for the night. For their convenience.
By Jasmin Rivas7 years ago in Poets
You saw the way I smiled at you as you looked at me, but never the way I flinched when I could hear the anger in your voice.
By Carrie Bowman7 years ago in Poets
Perhaps it wasn’t necessary Left with nothing only buried Pushing daisies, write obituaries Till his name is carried Off onto the loft
there love among the flowers but some are deadly, looks can be deceiving and toxic a plenty but who wouldn't pluck the flower
My life it has a purpose No need for closed curtains Thats for certain Fuck the shitty people on this earth it's Ridiculous
This time of the season Where people give praises to Jesus All of a sudden Bliss is within my circumference What happens when the shade is removed
there's the ones that care and so many that don't pretenders unaware that they're offenders could it be that they're ashamed
i remember the first day i met her she was inspired by the lecture, presented by myself solely, with the intention of upliftin,
Where does it end The hatred that we nestle in? Orchestrated, determining most situations We encounter in this borrowed life
Pride is something I'm aware i should lose Often times it only leaves me even more than confused In the end, it only makes me even more of a fool
