All writing published for Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019. See Competition

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mochi99339 (United States) published:

A letter to my best friend

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

I know it's raining hard inside
But I'll help you get through the night
And the weight of the world is crushing you down
Hold on tight, I won't let you drown

You think no one in the entire world loves you
And that you're locked up in an dark, lonely room
But I got the key to unlock you from your misery
C'mon, you're getting out, you're gonna be free!

Tear tracks have traced twisting roads down your cheeks ...

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about 1 year ago

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BookwormAddict (United States) published:

In Between

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

Often, my face hurt from smiling too much.
Sometimes, I have no expression.
Occasionally, tears stream down my face.
Once, I was crying and smiling at the same time.

My whole being lives in between;
Salty and sweet,
Dots and lines,
Thoughts and words.

My heart changes often,
It is a free bird in the sky.
Flying over a world of disguise.

My existence confuses me.
I don't know what I am.
I am an abandoned fledgling,
That fell from...

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about 1 year ago

Avery Johnson (United States) published:

Underrated Sky

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

Always around,
but not always noticed.

Always there,
but not always observed.
 
Always seen, 
but not always remembered.

The sky is a part of every day life,
always dependable, 
sometimes appreciated, 
but often overlooked. 

The sky is often taken for granted
seen as nothing amazing,
But can sometimes seem enchanted
and send cameras a blazing. 

A day full of gloom
with a sky all smeary,
wanting to stay in your room
from a world all dreary.

A day with...

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about 1 year ago

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eduardo1999 (Mexico) published:

Georgetown Sorrows

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

Goodbyes never hide a forever
Endings weren’t meant to rush their step
On this scorching afternoon, however, I saw
Rain guarding my lonely walk

Gone are all the ones I once loved
Eager I was to share this view
To sunny California, yet, they ran
Oaths were broken when they left M Street

Waiting walk now wakes me up
Narrow roads I took to Healy Hall
Sorry head I lay towards mild, wintry skies
October now longs for a warm...

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about 1 year ago

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A Wang (United States) published:

Simile

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

Simile

Girls are like jeans. Broomstick skinny, bootcut freeing, long legs swinging down the street—straight-pant cuts and strait-laced tough, rising early curvy high-rise girls packed in traffic, 3.8 billion girls right now, all laughing and crying and burning their tongues on morning coffee—

—and listening to the radio, the hum-drum drone, auto jam with toast, the boy two cars up thrumming the lane with his jam but come close, put your ears to the stereo pores and you’ll hear this—Witch-wart...

about 1 year ago

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Sarah Joubert (United States) published:

The Cathedral's on Fire

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

My skin is peeling on my thumb
Just another pain to keep me numb.

The book I grasp is red,
emulating the passions of the dead.
It’s an alarm to the reader,
as a siren sounds to awake the nearest dreamer.

I make the sign of the cross,
hoping that the familiar noise does not mean another loss.
My friend turns and shows me his hand,
upon which is a mosquito’s blood streak -- just a strand.

My teacher’s face...

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about 1 year ago

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rcoopwood (United States) published:

The First Time

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

I don’t when it happened.
Maybe it was when I saw you truly smile
After hiding it for so long
 
I can’t tell you when it happened.
It was probably when I heard your genuine laugh for the first time,
But I could be mistaken.
 
I’m not really sure but
It might’ve been when I saw the first tear roll down your pretty face,
But even then, I could be wrong
 
Thinking back on it,
It could’ve...

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about 1 year ago

Nitika (Canada) published:

The Bus That Goes By Bruter Street

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

There's this bus
that goes by
Bruter Street.

You never know
what you might
see on it.

In the front seat
is a festering,
rotten apple.

Covered with
wrinkles, and
filled with disease.

In the seat beside
it is a caged,
sullen bird.

So eager to fly,
but ensnared by
reality.

A few seats behind them
is a tattered,
crimson rag.

Beaten and used,
then thrown out
with the garbage.

Next to it is
an abandoned,
broken knife.

Burning hot with
pent-up...

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about 1 year ago

sarah.english (United States) published:

Mask

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

My enemy 
I can never escape my hell
I have no where to go 
The dark hole continues to stray away
my joy
my love
Its constantly with me 
Circulating dark liquid through my veins 
until there is nothing left

But you would never know 
My friend on the outside protects me 
stirring your emotions 
"You seem happy"
they say 
But they don`t know about my friend on the outside 
or my enemy on the in 
They see what they...

about 1 year ago

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estelle (United States) published:

Just A Photograph

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

The moment looks straight over me through its reflected black camera lense,
Black and white shadows
    Their straight lines cross directly over your porcelain white flesh,
    Rose curved hips
    milky white tummy tucked in
    Breasts shadowed and softened
    Thighs rounded and smooth,
With virgin skin
Down to your knees
Which are creased white and bent
Trodded on,
You insinuate worldliness
The innocence of youth,
The leftover smell of coffee
Wafting over from the kitchen,
Cars...

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about 1 year ago

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writer8 (United States) published:

Dear Lucy,

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

Sometimes on days when my arms tire,
I remember you
standing in the row of painted flowers.
The red and black stained my fingers
as you beckoned me to come play with fire.
While the trees became barren and grey
and lives faded with old mistakes,
you remained on my shoulder,
trusting me to give you a call
when I wanted to be led astray.
But I followed you too far.
I couldn't hear your excited breath anymore.
Your carefree...

about 1 year ago

Aaliyah (United States) published:

Madness of uncertainty

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lky17dW2LcA


when i look up, i see the silent sky

orchestrated with the twinkling stars

my eyes reflect the moonlight



when i look down, i see the ground falling apart

beneath my heavy, remorse-filled footsteps

that taint the bloody ground



yes, these tears are mine

me- once a privileged, ignorant child

tears blooming at every small sacrifice



playing in the safe promises of care and love

failing to realise a promise can be broken

even if not intentionally



never believed...
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about 1 year ago

liamoraes (United States) published:

City Life Refugees

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

Dark nights to the saints leave nightmares as scars,
And, for those who didn't sleep until 3 AM,
Their eyes denounce how poor they've been.
They find their way out of their beds,
With the weight of worry on their heads,
But giving up is not a choice,
For those who have no rights or voice.

The pressure persecutes them, holding a book and a sword
Hoping that one day, they will put a conflict over a word.
It made...

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about 1 year ago

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JCWriter (United States) published:

Valediction

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

~~~ video performance at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yz-W6aDlJhc&feature=youtu.be ~~~



I
do not want to say Goodbye—
the word hits me
    like a sledgehammer hits a stained-glass window,
I
do not like the jagged shards of bittersweet
    that line my path and scar my feet,
Goodbye—
the word echoes, echoes, echoes
    like a theme song on repeat,
but it’s the song they play during the credits
    after the movie’s
        over—
I
always dreamed of a happily ever after, ...
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about 1 year ago

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Mira Jiang (United States) published:

Too Young

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

They say we are too young 
Too young to be depressed 
Too young to know what we stand for 
Too young to protest 
Too young to know ourselves 
Too young to know pain 
To understand death 

And they are right 
We are too young 

We are too young to be afraid of bullets ricocheting off school windows 
Too young to watch them tear into our classmates 
Our friends 
To watch someone who was living and breathing mere seconds ago 
Collapse...

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about 1 year ago

AC Hunter (United States) published:

Habitual Countdown - Entry

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

Once what you used to call a habitual thinker
Turned into what is known as a habitual drinker
The kind that goes through ten bottles a day
The one that only took nine days to throw his life away
I suppose if you were reading this now, it’s too late.
One more at an hour past seven; it’s eight
But it was his only escape
Because no one else could
Hear and see like he would
As he slept he...

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about 1 year ago

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Alexis Canales (United States) published:

numb.

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

After awhile it all fades away.
The feeling of constantly
Trying to be happy
To be motivated 
To be enough.

After awhile it becomes normal.
The disappointment
The failure 
The same thing with no change day-
After day-
After day.

It becomes so normal its just-
Gone
You don't feel it anymore.
You're.
Numb.

And at first its amazing.
No more pain.
No more suffering.
But-
It's only amazing until its not.

When you want to feel.
When you need...

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about 1 year ago

Reagan Exley (United States) published:

The Last Tree

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

To be truly lonely is to be
surrounded by acres of forest, but the only tree.

Friend by Friend,
Tree by Tree,
One by One,
They left me.
My heart longs for company,
No friendly face left to see.

They stole my heart and left a void.
I cry for my world is destroyed.
Gave me a destiny I can't avoid.
An empty home never to be enjoyed.

Birds no longer spread their wings.
No more babies born in spring. ...

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about 1 year ago

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clairejune (United States) published:

Before It's Too Late

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

Before
they didn't tell me we were coming here
this road I've been down once before
bumps and potholes like the ups and downs in my head
driving a little too fast a little too high
one slip up and you're done
f a l l i n g
down to your death
kind of ironic I imagine
twists and turns, the embodiment of the aches in my stomach
my mind comes to a stop, as we do
and out.
...

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about 1 year ago

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markruss_cardan (Philippines) published:

​I Wish I Stayed, I Wish I Could ( A reply to Pablo Neruda’s “Tonight I Can Write the Saddest Lines”)

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

I wish I stayed, I wish I could.
To hear the song, the notes we wrote
That night we sat on your windowsill
In your arms’ embrace, you held me still

We wrote the lines of our endless love.
Poured every thought with the time we had.
Under the silver light of the sky above,
I knew full well it’d be our last.

I wish I stayed, I wish I could.
To finish the song, the notes we wrote.
Our...

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about 1 year ago

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Itz_Jubilee (United States) published:

Hear My Cry

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

Hear my cry,
i am a loner on the face of the earth looking and longing for someone to love me
each day people walk past me, yet my saddened eyes are only overlooked draftily
i scream, "Help! Help!" but no one is there
the fire at my feet rises
i disappear


Hear my cry,
For I am a poor man yearning for a place to call my own. Many surround me on the dark street nights yet I am...

about 1 year ago

Matthew Capone (mattcappy5408) (United States) published:

counting graves

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019


how am i
supposed to sit by
idle and quiet
threading a needle through my sputtering mouth
dripping with drool
being fed nonsensical lies

tell me
as I sit here counting the graves that keep piling up will they ever stop?
soon the graveyards will be overflowing and the skeletons will come after us
all for we didnt avenge them

we didnt do anything

we didnt

tell me i beg of you
how i am no different from those ghosts...
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about 1 year ago

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Sara Jhong (United States) published:

Immigrant Song

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

My mama always said I’d be a heartbreaker, but she never suspected I’d break hers first.
When I came home with my first and only American Girl Doll, she sat me down on our steps and said:
“Sweetheart, why didn’t you get a doll that looked like you?” I stared at the doll I chose:
pretty blonde hair, bright blue eyes, plastic smile. I looked at my mom.  
“I don’t want her to look like me. I want her...

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about 1 year ago

Matthew Capone (mattcappy5408) (United States) published:

counting graves

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019


how am i
supposed to sit by
idle and quiet
threading a needle through my sputtering mouth
dripping with drool
being fed nonsensical lies

tell me
as I sit here counting the graves that keep piling up will they ever stop?
soon the graveyards will be overflowing and the skeletons will come after us
all for we didnt avenge them

we didnt do anything

we didnt

tell me i beg of you
how i am no different from those ghosts...
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about 1 year ago

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emilyjbach (United States) published:

my flame

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

March 12

Under the stars and streetlights, she looked like a flame, warm and dangerous.
Her blonde hair parted seamlessly through the middle. I envied its conformity, its straightness.

The rational part of me knew that getting closer was accepting the smell of burnt flesh, the stinging
of what was once healthy. But I had been cold for years, and any remnant of heat was enough
to make the stinging feel necessary.

Her hand reached for mine cautiously. As if...
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about 1 year ago