Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
A partial native (Native American) To this land of hatred Attached to a program I stand outside of the matrix My Observation
By Kenneth Davis7 years ago in Poets
I'm practically done with the dumb shit Growing in abundance But to some It sounds intelligent Your opinion of me, irrelevant
drowning in my thoughts still feeling lost the cause ? not sure at this point overthinking .. reasons on reasons just another season
By Stephanie Michelle7 years ago in Poets
Teach Me to Spell Watching church through a stained glass Disappointed with my present, more so my past. How can I be progressing so slow
By Tristan Reaves7 years ago in Poets
..Walls have shattered, bonds have broken.. The fallen sand, in the hourglass, has left the perfect impression of imperfection;
By SWERVE GONZALEZ7 years ago in Poets
Reminiscing on my early years Like the other day Encaging my rage For all the things I can't contain I medicated my violent ways
By Ezra Berkman7 years ago in Poets
Unleashing powers Universal Aiming at your towers Death Star from afar Comets hail From the cosmic Impact, cataclysmic
Hope- what we crave and desire for, pray and plead for, strive and protect for, what we trust and rely on for but... for what?
By Kaliko Rodrigues7 years ago in Poets
feeling lost in la la land can’t determine if it’s all in my head each bend in the path leads to deeper treads in the land
When they asked me where I was from, I responded Arkansas She said, you know that’s one of the poorest states But we were broke, not poor
By Jasmine Harris7 years ago in Poets
Who Knew… they have feelings? PINK, PINK PINK... sounds of the bullets array on the dresser Shhhhhhh… ”he better get on his knees alone”
A beautiful representation of an artistic creation unveiled before the eyes discovered a way for elevation frustrating it must have been
