Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
Somewhere in the past... Indigenous Children unwillingly compelled to convey concealed feelings of lone. Indigenous Children’s sobs faintly mimic unspoken sad poems.
By Tanin Manningway7 years ago in Poets
It's confusing I mean What does no actually mean No Just means no But I don't seem to understand No just means For this exact moment
By Rach Ahern7 years ago in Poets
You write numbers like it’s the air you breathe Count every calorie that touches your lips But before it goes to your hips
By Erin Pistello7 years ago in Poets
I live in a world where your worth is based off of the flatness of your stomach Young girls starving themselves to achieve beauty
My mind, my mind I can't focus, I'm blind My time is running fast Behind flies my past, my thoughts Creating knots of confusion and hurt
By Ria Marié7 years ago in Poets
If only it were a bit easier, To admit you feel stupid—to say you're not the best… If it were not in my nature, To never step down, even when the challenge is clearly too tough,
By Bianca Wargo7 years ago in Poets
I try to write stories Or tell them, Whichever sounds better. It's just hard when your words— Your charisma— Your humor—
Tripping Tripping,tripping,fall,fall Trying to catch that crazy ball Because you thought you knew it all Thinking, blinking now your sinking
By Tiffany Harry7 years ago in Poets
The way a child learns is through an act of pain In such a way the loss is minimum but theres so much to gain They do say pain is after all one of the worlds best instructors
By Matt Rivera7 years ago in Poets
Your mind was meant for motion and mission, Not static, “life,” boxed-up in a prison. Listen— Efferent neurons are running the system,
By Matt Cates7 years ago in Poets
I would never deny you! Who could do such a thing? I should have known better. You told me that I would deny you three times,
By Rowan Finley 7 years ago in Poets
They say that sticks and stones break bones better than words. Words are just words; air and guttural grunting mixed in a fashion of speech.
By Lavon Swygert7 years ago in Poets
