

Poetry Slam
I thought that I would never see A fight regarding poetry. Life can venture nothing worse, Than fisticuffs o’er flowing verse. * If poems be
"I never started a poem whose end I knew. Writing a poem is discovering." - Robert Frost
I thought that I would never see A fight regarding poetry. Life can venture nothing worse, Than fisticuffs o’er flowing verse. * If poems be
WHEN YOU WALK BY, YOU’VE GOT THE LOOK OF LOVE IN YOUR EYES. I’VE GOT A CLEAR BLUE SKY. I LOVE YOU, GIRL. YOU’RE MY
There’s a place where smell of old wood wraps the floor, Flickering, sparkly on the walls, flames are dancing in a tiny pattern, What they’ve
what would be the point of getting that all down. who would benefit, who would be impressed. not me, not you. maybe me. maybe for
YouTube Lyrics There is no way I could miss this sad and tender ballad loved by many generations. It is a song I listened to
Maybe I wasn’t loud enoughabout my desires—or was I too quiet?I never could tell. Life—a tightrope walk of extremes,fleeing to the shadowsafter too many days
Like an imaginary Messiah, I live nowhere, I sleep nowhere, stress in my head like a gap instead of a brain I get from my
NOW HE UNFOLDS SILK UPON HER COLD, COLD GRAVE. HE IS GIVING HER THE DRESSES THAT HER YOUNG HEART ONCE CRAVED. WHILE SHE WAS LIVING
I feel as if I’m free as a bird yet trapped as a caged animal To see if life is back, I pull away the
(Photo Cover Credit- Myself) —– I come home from the market, and I pass through a town that was once very lovely, but is now
Are you lying to me or just having fun? That is something that never existed. I used to see you as my shining sun. Are
(Photo Cover Credit- Myself) —– I love to be myself, but at school I seem different than everyone else. I don’t mind the clothes I
I have been fascinated by nature and its patterns for as long as I can think of. My free time I spend laying on the
There was a time when my life was in your eyes Now, these moments are like far memory that flies I have lived long in
I’ve borrowed some money from people with no intention of paying it back. Fuck ’em, the whole thing would resolve by itself eventually or at
Sometimes I have a dream To be in an epic love story Not in my age, it seems I am amazed of amour’s glory That
When I think of you and your embrace All I can imagine is your skin. Your skin so soft but rugged Because the small coarse
This poem at first read, describes the abuse, overuse and inconsiderate way people have sometimes engaged with this world. It is not a political comment,
(Photo Cover Credit- Myself) —– When I wander alongside an idle sea, Alone but for myself and me, I rejoice in small serendipities, And only
society is lulled asleep Everything has been so easy the dagon doesnt have To wait long to devour us in our sleep Now dragon rumbles
While drinking my wine In the cheapest of glasses I can not deny My memory’s coming Back on my mind To make me remember How
we come together to create a fiction big enough to live inside (hide inside). we come together and hurl our
She finds herself proud to be The cousin of Longing Apparently since they share a few things. But for the quiet and the silent and
While having a high fever Still, I want to rhyme Stanzas are my believers For prejudice and pride Poems are my achievement I am giving
Inspired by: Inner Beauty Lie on my WattPad poems collection “Moment of Silence” I am closer to forty With one cycle, more Last year I
Morning is the time for stress, evening usually good for sex, one subject replaces the other, slow graduation from son to a father, misery makes
For those ‘creative’ solutions Image by Author When a problem appearsThere’s no need to fretThere’s no need for tearsOr even break sweat Though solutions may
Teeth glistening Look like a smile but Just a slim grimace shows My health and wealth Both deteriorate and determine My attitude I am not
My mind is still fuzzy with the details but I wished all the bad things for you. I haven’t felt this lost in a while
It feels like personal prison, at the cage a guarding dog named Otis, seasonal change goes by unnoticed, no reason for’em, times and the rage
A poem about the rest of our lives … Happily ever after isdeciding what’s for dinnerevery single night for the rest of your life. Happily
The dawn of the uncertainty. The dawn of change. The things of the past are no more. The things of the future await their chosen
The melodies are playing our song Full of black in color Rich with shades of mahogany Smooth like ebony Sweet like the blackened berries In
I think we can learn somethingfrom our namesake geesethe way the strong lift the airfor the weak at the back of the line—their elegant V
This poem is from my poem collection, ‘Open Eye.’ Am I a man in words spoken so clear? May God bestow refuge amongst my mistakes.
On YouTube Lyrics Some songs always make me remember things I want originally forget. I love this one especially because it stops me to go
Lyrics YouTube “Angels” I sit and wait Keeping my faith. Does an angel contemplate my fate When my life is at stake? And do they
She could never have loved anyone the way she loved him They shared a love so pure. Now only history stands between them Promises of
Will you continue to support us? Photo by Kat Smith from Pexels: https://www.pexels.com/photo/woman-crying-568021/ I’m a patriot anda sexual assault survivor.Many would label me a ‘victim,’but
Tasteful bliss, Colourful freedom Broken wings of Mother nature Sighting love with the relic of normality Halt the world For its deranged morality Feet of order, Eyes
Staring into the space and thinking that it was really nice to sit down after long hours of work, the man screwed a cigarette into
Living in secret Until when I hide? Between the excuses Of having no time Or maybe was the dearest Blindside of mine Saving the merit
Culture shock sometimes feels likestaying home—hibernatingthrough the winter of my inadequatelanguage skills, hoping that one daythe onslaught of not belongingis replaced with a longingto unravel
Yet we couldn’t pay attention to the time. Hours run by ours. My heart flutters and floats in your oceanic tide, pulling me close to
Prompt: Home Remedies *** The ancient Greeks used silphium to extinction as contraception. *** Drink bitter water. (Biblical termination.) It will come away. *** Cotton
3 Haikus The smoky scent of burnt flowers from a candle freshens up the room. —- Faded colors of air-dried blush pink rose petals brightens
My life is like a dancefloor I hoof with the unknown Moving with courage I have everything on my own I will never stop Even
May the night come upon us As we settle into our dream self Astral projection Into celestial spaces Or new found land Wherever it is
We were dealt a shitty hand We should have been loved Then maybe we would have know how to love We… I should have looked
A poem about soulmates On that fateful day Searching the shadows I cannot wait to see you In your shining hue beaming like a floodlight
I’m tired of delusions. They lead me nowhere. I am unloved inclusion. I’m tired of delusions. I made myself an exclusion. There is no love
Dawn; blinds up and sun blazing, It’s time to die, just another workday. Dress up before the suit up, Walk out with the others and
If the safe’s been unlocked and the content is gone, lightly heard the sound of a moan, path thru has been blocked, “Do not enter”
I am tired of trying Fulfilling requests That keeps dying In poetry press Creating illusions Of lover’s empress Empathy not giving The chaos invests Between
List all the wars until your memory sores, Hide all the truth from the youth, Close all the doors on the present and disregard the
What is the Flower Of Love? This flower is nourished by the sun and loved by the water. It is food for the bees and
The little things in life always count. If you show a little kindness along the way, it will always be appreciated. It will count and
Prompt theme: “Hope” I hope you step on a Lego when you least expect it. I hope you step in a deep puddle and soak
Like my mind, she is open and free. Easily moved by the storms and held back only by the ones who know how to calm
A bit of nostalgia Becoming a wish For something much better Then billing or sadness Something like this New career objective Of eternal love in
A Poem About Moving On Last week I made a wish on you Tried my best to make it come true Saw 11:11 for 3
It’s the middle of July I was driving, with the ac turned on… I saw you shiver and complain but I still felt the heat..
Sometimes ignorance is the only way to stop a person’s self-destruction. It shows concern from the one-sided crush toward the ignored person. That way, every
In twilight’s hush, where shadows dance and play, A fairy’s wish takes flight in wondrous ways. With delicate wings, she flutters by, Her whispered words,
Nothing works, nothing goes, and the wind from south to north no longer blows, Life and time are taking their toll, the quiet feeling of
on YouTube Lyrics “Something Just Like This” I’ve been reading books of old In the evenings when I feel cold. The legends and the myths
The burning ships behind you,Ruffle and rubble like thunder,Fortelling fortune or fatigue,Promising plunder or blunder. The shore you cross,Still blistering at night,Were looming cliffs defeated,By
A brief motivational poem, a reminder to myself and others for the difficult days which we all experience. When your silhouette falls like a shadow
When did it start? Me standing here and taking it? Their words firing off without warning. Piercing my heart and character, leaving me with no
a sort of shriek strangled and savage rather like a sounding bell but shorter, sighing a sinking separation snorting with insolence resounding in the snout
Thoughts relating to the demise of the steam train (in many countries). A short poem. Copyright © This Life’s Illusions 2022 All Rights Reserved Leave
There are days I have to be stronger These times I can’t bear stress any longer I want someone to tell me everything will be
I made two steps forward Then, four steps backward The moment I open My tightly closed heart I meet indifference Or maybe is polite talk?
Raindrops, sliding off the windshield of the bus that’s tearing through the road in a damp summer air at 90 mph, looked like spermatozoa under
This poem is more of a lullabye from a scene within my Novel—Diaries of the Missing Children: Carsa Rosain Cecil ——————- Don’t fear the dark Don’t fear
The blonde in all her confidence started to strut towards me Her eyes full of lust & love, wanting her body to be devoured As
Miles away, here I stay, My soul still rests, on your greeny terrain. Wandering along the hostel corridors, I wish, To run amidst my fields,
At first I wanted to take out a couple of her front teeth with my dick, but after witnessing Her speak at the … (fill
I am the mirror of your life. I see what you see when you look into me. I look back into you showing the world
Listen to the echoes Of my heartbeat Flow-through the membranes Of your soul Hoping to penetrate In the highest levels Of the vibrations That we
Today is a strangely rainy day Is it connected to my crying? The silent cry is casual in March It is right after February’s lover
A Poem (Nonet) They call it the most beautiful game And we were there to witness it. The Blue against the Orange, A surprising result
Word-a-Day Prompt: “Lion” *** The man with the laugh has his mouth set firm: he will not budge, nor surrender. The little lion man calls
Kill me slowly with your concern Kill me gently with your kindness Rip my heart to pieces with your love Make the pain light with
If it is true your thoughts and dreams create your reality. What type of reality would you create in your life. Now at this very
Step 1: This is all you’ll have, get, and will never keep. Step 2: React how you must; laugh, swear, hurt, or weep. Step 3:
People say you can’t go back in time. So, you need to try to get your ducks in a line. You need to tell people
Once again, I am ironing The clothes of self-pity That ripped away Between expectations It is time they to end Imaginary manifestation Of actions unshown
EVERY MAN AND WOMAN HAS A DREAM WITHIN THEMSELVES, TO REACH A GOAL IN LIFE, WHILE THERE IS STILL TIME LEFT. THEY WANT TO FIND
Where was I when you passed by? I never seem to recall. Did I smile? I was only a child. You were time, and I
As insane as it may seem I remember once I’ve had a dream, Pristine in every single aspect, all colorful and drastic, She appeared to
I’ve been here before In the house that never sleeps It used to sit at the end of a dirt road Sick and alone Kids
I always thought it would be cold and dark at the bottom. Someone had told me it would be. But it is still possible to
I just read your powerful words Once again, it made your writer’s voice heard So many great sentences, that it’s hard to highlight Your ability
I went to bed with despair in my heart I woke up today with a twinge of fear I sent my son on a bus
In the depths of my heart, an ocean resides, A vast and eternal sea, where emotions abide, Tides of joy, waves of sorrow, and secrets
I’m just like you, ready for beating, stabbing and rape, and see no reason why your life should not be the one that I’ll take,
I need to be left alone. That’s all. There’s nothing wrong. I’m not upset, and I don’t want to explain. There’s nothing to explain anyway.
Would you like to dance with me, in the air? A state of insouciance, a life without care. Leave a Reviewfeature0 Pros (optional) Type new
An ode to my unborn child Photo by João Paulo de Souza Oliveira from Pexels For the longest time,I dreamt of your red hair and
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