Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
Total fear grips me in the darkness Remember, I must be quiet Alone in this cell, is it days, weeks? Fear, grips me, makes me tremble
By Alexandra Grant8 days ago in Poets
5th avenue in boxing gloves what's tied to you they want to have two bags from saks red bottom shoes random attacks mask and tattoo
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden9 days ago in Poets
Why is he staring through, as if he knew what to do !? A little muppet I suppose, assuming this is something that makes sense !?
By 365poetry9 days ago in Poets
I used too get lost in art that was mine Poetry lines used just to get by I don’t understand who I am today Or who I might be tomorrow
By AbbieDrew9 days ago in Poets
I believe in the power of lemon juice and powdered sugar a healthy drizzle draws the eye even law enforcement cannot deny
By K.B. Silver 10 days ago in Poets
you enjoy peeling the scales flesh ripped away from my eyes till I am blindly transparent and over dramatized fearfully irrelevant
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden10 days ago in Poets
Blasted blond basting in bourbon makes a scene Sloshing Seagram's Seven shots. Lady is loud, lamenting about
By Dean Traylor10 days ago in Poets
The Fortune Teller Who Was a Cheat She sat in silk with rings on her fingers cards spread like secrets candles burning for effect
By George’s Girl 2026 10 days ago in Poets
those selective selfies in an edited prose supernatural effigies surrounded by crows a murderous journey where the wounds never close
Sometimes our imagination runs wild when we don't know the fun of life ! The danger that lies in front of us - beside us or in the world that nothing can stop us !?
By 365poetry10 days ago in Poets
If I could eat this shirt, would I be a shirt !? What kind of question is that - I don't know I'm just asking !? If I could eat this shirt, WOULD I be a shirt !?
By 365poetry11 days ago in Poets
I am NOT alive, why do assume I am !? I am not well, why do you assume I am !? I am nothing, why do you keep assuming I am something !?
