performance poetry

Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.

Photographer
There was a photographer of great success Although in truth he deserved much less By the night he would prowl for dirt In complete disregard to those he hurt
By Alona Monét8 years ago in Poets
Untitled
Tell me if you've noticed That I'm kind of crazy for this Seeing sounds with my third eye I'm going to make music until the day I die
By b. h.8 years ago in Poets
The Sea
There is a sea, it's called the sea of life. It's a salty and treacherous sea, much more dangerous than any other. This body of water is filled with many terrifying creatures like depression, anxiety, and many many more. They're dark and gloomy things that feed off of the sailors and their ships. These creatures are just as dangerous as the sea they live in.
By Hailee Bond8 years ago in Poets
Doors
Doors are contrary objects…All open to reveal their subjectsSome lead somewhere …Others lead to nowhere. Some have locks, catches, and glass...Whilst others have wood and a fact filled past…People always wonder if only walls could talk…Whilst I sometimes wonder if only doors could walk…
By Just-Jay.8 years ago in Poets
On Me
Eyes cleaving flesh the supple shape of my pride How you see me if I show it off How you see me if I don't The curve of a sigh,
By Soft Duckie8 years ago in Poets
Reality
Destruction is in our nature I just wanted to love This is a battle that cannot be won Constantly on the run Looking for something you can't find
By Justin yagy8 years ago in Poets
"Drown" - By: Ashley Laws
I wrote this song. (Sad piano beat "Drown" ft. Nate) (Verse 1) I close my eyes Hoping that this phase passes by Like a nightmare I can't erase
By Ashley Laws8 years ago in Poets
Guilty
The Set consists of a chair. There is chalk writing on the walls and chalk on the . Enter Lilly Fox, a 30-year-old new mother to a 3-month-old baby. Lilly looks tired and has been crying. She is in a quiet empty waiting room at a hospital. She is there waiting for her baby’s test results.
By Megan Kendall8 years ago in Poets
Killing Time/ Living Life
you don't find them, and they don't find you. the Hands that hold the universe, the Hands that hold you, hang the stars just right
By Olivia House8 years ago in Poets
Colors Have No Gender
pink and blue. two colors. two different meanings. pink and blue. girl and boy. feminine and masculine. weak and strong.
By morgan sydney8 years ago in Poets
Dancing on Nails
As I dance on this painful floor I kept dancing with tears, don’t know what’s in store As I move my hips, as I point my toes
By Donasia Harry8 years ago in Poets
Am I Evil?
Am I evil for promoting the extinction of humanity? Even though it’s to save my family from the issues of poverty Am I evil for eliminating another human?
By Thabo Magava8 years ago in Poets