Slam Poetry - Blog Posts

I thought I knew what love was.  Love was sitting in my health class sophomore year. Love wouldn't date me until one of us could drive a car. Love played lacrosse and was a goalie, we bonded over that. Then college came 2 years later, and love left as quickly as it came.  Love became constant fights about pointless things. Love became jealous and controlling. Love ended at roughly 11:30 pm on a Tuesday night. Turns out I didn't know what love was. A month later, love's ugly cousin loneliness came in disguised as love. Loneliness was a scrawny blonde who tried to be "country". Loneliness couldn't play sports, but I was okay with that as long as I wasn't alone. Loneliness became an on and off relationship that I couldn't let go of because it had love's fond embrace. I used loneliness as an excuse to date. Loneliness left on Mother's Day around 11:30 AM, and I went to the store because I didn't know why I was so sad that loneliness, the one I had been begging myself to leave, was gone. Turns out, love also went to the store that day. Love had also just gotten out of a long term relationship. Love had texted me a few days prior to make fun of me because that was what love had done when we were friends in the past. This love was different than the love that sat in sophomore year health class. This love was sporadic 45 minute conversations in the most random places. This love popped up when I needed it the most at any point in my life. This love accepted me for who I am. Love has a fast car, and a motorcycle. Love knows I like to play with my hair. Love knows I don't get out much, but love is ok with that because he brings me to the most beautiful places. But between you and me, I don't care where this love takes me, because, I know what love is, and he treats me the right way and has the most beautiful hazel eyes and the cutest dimples I've ever seen. I know what love is because he sleeps next to me (almost) every night. I know what love is and he is the most authentic man I have ever met.

Love is in my thoughts 

Dear Me,   You are much stronger than you think you are. You have your whole life in front of yourself. The number on the scale isn’t a life determiner. That bottle on the counter isn’t something to reach for. Remember what you have. When it’s three in the morning and you can’t close your eyes look to your left at the beautiful brunette boy next to you. He’s been kinder to you than you’ve been to yourself. You have all of the love you need, you are important to more than the deadline you have to make.     Don’t regret what you’ve done. Look back on your years and smile. Just smile. Because you made it this far, you’ve had bad days but you’ve had more good ones. Don’t think of what you have to accomplish. Go out and do you. Because you are you. And at the end of the day, that’s all that matters.

With Love

Dear Expectations, You are always there when I need you the least. You make a simple task feel immensely impossible. You run my fingers raw while writing a paper, my mind to exhaustion to be absolute perfection, and my body to sleep deprivation in search of a grade no less than what I need to pass. In the search of a way around you, I stand in your shadow, unable to overtake the panic that you make arise in my chest, the pounding that never ceases until after the deadline has passed or my grade sealed in the grave that you have been helping me dig. your shadow isn't big enough to keep me inside, it is not bog enough to harbor the panic and the anxiety that you bring with you wherever you go. Following you like two hungry watch dogs, waiting for me to fall to the ground, to feast upon what is left.  While you are there to bring me up when I have to do my best, you bring an illusion of a silver lining making this seem worth it in the slightest sense. For the reward of praise is too much to ask from you when all you deal in deceit and terror.

With no love

The line between you and me is becoming far too wide far too fast. And I’m scared of what will come after the divide is so great that neither of us can jump across to the other. Will you grab my hand if I can't hold on? Or will my hands, bloodied by the drifted parts of us, leave you drawing away, ever nearer to a future where you and I do not exist anymore.

She’s become a priority when we are are together

You'll always ache,

For a reason

Or the other.

So tread with patience,

This is all too new.

Be kind to yourself

Your heart is not ready

For another season of hurt and doom.

-simra.t

Euphony

euphony  ˈjuːf(ə)ni/

noun

the quality of being pleasing to the ear. “the poet put euphony before mere factuality”

the tendency to make phonetic change for ease of pronunciation.

  I will name my next cat Euphony.

When I was required to read poetry for school, it was not a pleasant experience.  Chaucer, or anyone from the 18th century woulds’t doth mine own headeth in.  But, spoken…

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To be scared is a under statement,

That fear no longer dwindles in my bones ,

Tumblr has taught me ,

Friends are just ghosts , or empty egg shells.

Strangers have more empathy then the man next door,

I was just a fool ,

all along , playing to the devils own dirty tune .

Emotions that ran high ,

Words that didn’t make much sense ,

To a soul opened my eyes

By just a few tiny words.

I realise now ,

it is not, who is here to pick up the phone

It’s the ones who are in the dark

But yet take the time to pass your name in there own daily thoughts.

Yet I’ve done nothing for them, yet there speak of me so kindly.

In this world that’s distracted by so much colour,

Them bright doors don’t hold the key to this earths heavens,

It is the doors that are hid in the darkest shadows,

waiting for someone to find them, to help them flourish.

So Don’t go looking for the brightest light ,

Search for the darkest gate

that’s where we will find all things beautiful in

such a dark cold world,

that’s flourished with colour To distract us ,

from the true treasures of this world .

@trueemotions91

@tammyfeabakker

Blurred between love and hate

How do I decide my fate ,

When my heart tells me to wait

But my mind tells me to do a double take ,

Life isn’t ment to be a surf

But why was we brought to earth

With this thing called worth,

Emotions are tough

When other people are rough,

Just another torch

To light up the path

For another soul to walk

While we wait in the back fall ,

Why did the cells give me a heart

To just keep being scarred ,

It don’t know when to stop

And that will be my flop,

On this place we call earth

Burnt from inside , out

For something we call love.

@trueemotions91

Heart broken

My life’s a mess

I don’t know where is my place of rest

Just need a escape from this place

Feels like hell ,

I’d rather skate,

My way up to heavens gate ,

Then live this joke of a life

Am I that horrible

I attract selfish people

Does my mind really play me from behide

I don’t undertstand

I’m just confused

To what to do

Slowly but surely I’m breaking

In two

And I’m truly losing my self

To this sticky game of glue

I tell everyone to smile

But can’t force it upon my own frown

Why is life so hard

Why is it the ones we love

The ones who hurt us the most

If that’s the case I would rather die

I give up on life

Always doing my best

Breaking my insides for all the rest

My mind screams for me to give it a break

But my heart won’t let me escape

I’m slowly starting to lose all hope

Of what I call a human joke .

@trueemotions91

Life is scary ,

Looking through my eyes ,

Your find it blurry,

But don’t be alarmed,

Because I promise your ready .

For this ride, To the top,

Free of charge ,

I promise I won’t ask for a penny,

But I’m going take your emotions

Higher then any,

I’ll hold your hand

I won’t let go

But inside your going be lonely.

Don’t be scared

I promised you so,

All of them emotions

Are part of the journey ,

This ain’t no movie,

First class scary .

Be the best ride ,

As this is the journey of Your life.

@trueemotions91

I don’t know what your edging at ,

But I can see you lips are drying up.

Slow down spitting that shit ,

Might make sense of it .

You talk to quick ,

For a brain to register it ,

Take a breather and enjoy it ,

The way, the words flick off

Your tongue

Don’t tell me you don’t like it,

Dirty ,

Is the best ,

We know you don’t like the rest,

Don’t make your tongue do that flick,

But you still think you look slick,

With a lollipop hanging out ,

Dribble round the tip,

Makes me fantasise

Of them sexy lips.

@trueemotions91

Come see what I see

Twisted deformed faces in front of me

Crazy they call me

But these fuckers clearly can’t see

Like sheep in a line, all gawping when I open my mind

Don’t believe me when I say

It’s the most powerful thing about me

Trust me when I say it

Ain’t no delusion

I have to fight the beast everyday

You , you are nothing

Compared to this fucker

I cant escape it , not even run from it

Stuck with it till I die

Can you see ?

You , you are nothing to me.

Human like me

But I don’t use my fist to win this fight

My brain is always right

So no escaping me

Because once I get in

They ain’t no getting out

I cant escape me

Even the devil don’t want in this game .

A monster in disguise ,

A gift from god

Who knows what it’s called

Electric powers me

The Voltage erupts

Causing me a rage

With a mind full of volts

That turn into words

Them words turn into ideas

And the whole world spins .

Still makes no sense

Still can’t understand

Nor can I , so join the clan .

@trueemotions91

Confused they once told me .

Confused of what I asked ?

Life was thier reply.

Life? I asked ? Im Not confused of life , I’m confused to why in life is so much hatred . I understand life is a game of play but I can’t accept the world we are in!

I can’t understand the broken homes, the hunger, the greed , the death!

I don’t understand why another human would want to hurt another human?

Or is it because they ain’t human ? Or maybe I’m not?

Surely in life we all want the same , love , happiness and equality!

I don’t understand how ones brain can tick to create such havoc ! I don’t understand how we as humans can disregard each other’s life so easily !

It’s not humane - yet we call ourselfs human! A human has a heart and two eyes ! To see and to feel the damage of our actions ! Not to be blind!

So yeah I’m confused to what has happened to the what we call human life !

@trueemotions91

Life one look one love , one heart one soul, one shot at this game .

Play wisely like a fool watch for the stars and fill the space .

Don’t let the clouds move that amstophre push them thoughts through quicker then a river.

Watch how it moves, watch how it trembles . It bears a lot of Weight but yet - never do it buckle .

To love, to loss ,to lose , to gain, to win , to climb.

To fly like a bird with the wind gliding your path.

You flip I flop .

You fall I climb .

@trueemotions91

My mind is my game , my soul in one blink.

 Try hard but I promise you will not see me !

 My brain is what makes me 

My legs , my arms, my heart , my eyes aint nothing unique to me

We all have these simple things ! 

But my brain ,

 hell yea this mother fucker on another league out here ! Controlling my bodily functions , 

controlling my mind , 

Voice  in my head that i can not hide ! Can turn you off quicker then you think ! 

But your mind will keep tick tick tick

A million voltages dash around, 

But  do we really understand how we are ground ! My mother taught me feet rooted hard but My feet can take off, 

not rooted hard but my brain is connected stem and all.

Belive me when I say

Ain’t no escaping this uncontrolled machine !

@trueemotions91

My mind is a jumble of words!

Constantly flowing through my brain!

Don’t make sense just a load of jubberish taking up my personal space.

One two three I try and count to shut it up but hey ho theys no hail !

Ya mind is a complex tool more powerful then ourselves!

To be afraid of it is a under statement ! I try to push it away!

That voice gets louder and louder screaming inside but I can’t let it get passed coz it will fuck with my brain!

It’s itch I can’t avail it makes me feel wild !

Scared of how it triggers how it rushed inside .

How long can ya control it before it takes over ya mind !

It’s a constant fight between ya mind and soul !

@trueemotions91

In life we have years , but in reality it’s seconds!

Within a blink our whole life can be altered !

Do you really appreciate life ?!

What we are giving , what we can give ?!

Is it a blessing or curse to be living on our world of ours today!

Children always hurting, adults always killing!

Not even the waters are no longer clean!

Food is processed - it’s a chemical overload to a body we have neglected !

The air we breath is no longer healthy it’s a time bomb waiting on your lungs!

The weak die young but their always live the hardest !

Life is a game of fear, hope & love,

But is it ?

Or is it just a part of a illusionist to paint ourselves this pretty picture

Our children ,

our off spring .

Have to be strong ,

mentally and physically to take on this world !

A lot tougher then us

As the world adapts people adapt!

And not always in the best way!

Hold ya love ones close , keep your enemy’s away not closer !

Hold your head high above the dark cloud that smothers you and carry on my soldiers !

Because I hope and pray one day the fog will fade and the sun will shine for all to breathe what was ment to be !

Peace and harmony

@trueemotions91

In life we all make mistakes some bigger then others

But we all make them .

Who are you to judge the person next to you ?

You ain't living with the pain, there are paying for their actions .

Some more then others.

Just coz you see them smiling 😀 don't mean inside they ain't crying .

When you look in there eyes, they may be looking back but inside they are shutting .

Trying to smile to hide the pain inside

. Trying to walk when your knees are shaking.

But you know you have to make them steps.

You don't no what that person is feeling !!!

Same as they don't you.

So next time just sit and think what you do.

Coz your actions and vocals can cause more damage to someone then your ever know . Just think

@trueemotions91

In life as a adult- we have what we give ourselfs.

Nothing in life is down to someone else.

It will always fall back to its down to you!!

You are the only one who made the descions that have now pathed out your life.

Its down to you where your life goes and what you achieva before your time comes.

It's your choice to hold the pain and lose the love

Or you can learn to live with the pain and grab the love your surrounding with that's your choice

Your choice to smile or cry.

To run head on or hide.

Every sec of every day of your life is dependent on the choices you make .... So when all is falling around you.

Don't look to the person stood behide you look at the person in front of you!!!

Coz that person looking back at you is the only person who can plan your life

So stop looking around, hold your head high and aim for that one direction where only you can take you!!!

@trueemotions91

I look at a photo And a million words and memory's fly through my head.

They also bring tears to my eyes Why?

I want to smile and I want scream But that's good Means I'm still alive.

Means I know how to associate pain with happiness But Also means I'm strong enough to over come that pain By smiling By knowing one day all will come into place.

The puzzle may be missing pieces and some have been lost through out my life.

But they are there and they will one day be complete .

And when that day comes My heart and mind will in twine and awaken a deepen sense thats along been waiting .

A sense of fulfilment of love and happiness and my tears will still run through pain but it won't be in my eyes no more forever hid away

@trueemotions91

A brain is a weapon , mass destruction , out of any league of your imagination .

You think fire burns ever had your head like it’s going explode, a build up of pressure , you can’t control , the motherfucker just squeezes even harder.

Till you can’t take it no more .

That’s a war .

A war on the inside only you can defeat.

A war with yourself.

No one else can see .

Now if these thoughts automatically went what would that brain have left to wonder.

Is this the issue why we all at war with each other .

our brains are on a constant over drive.

Fighting with our own  imagination  . 

Why does our brain work this way .

Try so hard to turn the fucker off but hey ho it just feels a empty hole  .

What’s the point the ability .

If only we can feel the pain .

It is self destruction and every single one of us do it.

But why ?!

Why do we cause ourselfs so much hurt, crying , pain .

Why can’t we allow ourselfs to live in harmony.

Something crazy going on

I’m sure we weren’t created for our brains to self destruct from the inside out.

That’s what we are doing !

Scary crazy shit happening up here , only god must stare .

Self destruct on every brain.  

Hell no !

Its not the norm .

I’m sure

but how to defeat it

Is a whole other board game .

@trueemotions91

I see the sun, I see the sand , I see the sea, but I can't see the air .

I can see all that's beautiful around me.

But you no what I can't see .

The thing that keeps me alive

And that's the distraction in life.

We are surrounding by beauty, ugliness , and everything far and between .

But do those things really bother me ?

Where's my twisted feelings ,

my emotions when they run high,

the 1000 words that race through my head every night !!!

But why ? Cant I see these in front of me!!

If these were on show they wouldn't be a distraction it's my lifelong goals !!

These are the main

Yet they kept locked away

Tightly secure inside my brain

The things we can see , touch, feel , smell are distractions in my way!!

Why can't the things that matter be so easy to reach and grab!!

To put all that matters out on a table would be a lifelong puzzle but that puzzle is my goal in life .

You see it's the only thing on this earth that's been made just for me!!!

So when you see that beautiful flower blossoming don't make it a distraction , alter it to the reality and perception , your own path in life is taking you through.

@trueemotions91

I want to look into the sky and reach out into the clouds, I want to look into your eyes, and see forever in its depth,

I want to love, and I want to be loved by you and only you

And I want to be in a world where loving you isn't a sin, and kissing you isn't a vice.

I want to be strong and I want to be weak, I wanna fight then lay down and just cry, and I want to be more than a girl dreaming in the night, I want to be more than hopeless dreams.

And then I want to be more and just more, I want to write about love and I want to write about life and maybe write about loath.

I want to see the world turn into chaos and I want to look into the world again and see its truths

And then when breathing will be easier,

the weight in my throat a little lighter,

and sinning wouldn't be that scary anymore.

Maybe then I'll look into the sky, reach out into the clouds and find forever in the depth of your eyes, and perhaps even allow myself to love a girl without fear.

SerineMkd🤎🥀

Dress-code

When I was 13 my father dress-coded me for the

first time.

He told me that I’m not supposed to wear a short skirt.

Because I’m a girl,and girls have to watch what they are wearing,

Because there are a lot of big bad men who can hurt girls ,who are wearing short skirts.

My dad saw a problem in the skirt,

but I saw a problem in men.

Listen up Jay-Z, this Muslim woman’s got something to say to you.

It's ironic how feminist pop icons sometimes have to objectify themselves to spread their message. Then again, I don't suppose there's a more effective way to spread the Gospel of Gender Equality to as many people as possible... 

This is one of the poems that got me really into slam poetry, there is a recording of her reading it on YouTube- it’s very very good

but i kicked and screamed my way through it and so will you. i can tell by the way you walk. one more thing; when they call you a bitch, say thank you. thank you very much.

“ode to the women on long island” by olivia gatwood