Best Spoken Word Poems

As words escaped constricted passage
of time from eons of layered myths,
legends of demi-gods thus linked,
in glowing rendition, with whisk on hand
the Orator with staff, sang...

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I am monster
the Osiris of lost souls
lurking in the moonlit shadows
I am Frankenstein unbound
among hungry crows and grackles
I creep over the scared ground
of good and...

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never before let it blossom like
roses in such fairest sunlight
he was a man of wilderness
strong and sure in his way
a creature of knowing and doing
a...

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looking at ur smile trying to see if ur really happy or not sure i see your glamorous clothes 
and high stlye shoes but does...

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He sets the stage where he stands 
He holds the mic in His hand.

He clears His throat and prepares to perform the best piece He...

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I finally get it  not because of what I see but because of what I know
Ocean sea side waves of glory rays shine they...

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Continued form pt1
    
    
    
       This is my only...

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As I sit by the bar sipping my drink patiently waiting my turn./ I felt the heat but fought 
the burn./ My heart begins to...

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The moonlight bathed her cell in pallid light while she sat hunched over her desk, clutching her pen between her confound fingertips. As she bled ink...

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This heart cannot stand to be ignored;
I no longer want your pity.
The lack of empathy you threw at me—
accusations that never touched my skin—
cut so...

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Of course, I don’t mean guns 
I mean your arms, of course 
Lift them up to the Lord and Rejoice! 
Praise Him with all your...

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My love    
I will not ask you 
to be a pigeon or a dove
cooing your pleasures away
in our liquid moments of love.
I...

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The Monsters Come


Every morn, the monsters come.
They come to attack my day.
Every morn it’s the same,
and every day, they strive away.

The skeletons from closets scream,
while...

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I love the way he wants me.
He kisses my lips as if it’s the last time he’ll taste me,
like the last drop of water on...

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Have you watched any talent shows on TV?
Voice, Idol, Got Talent…
Have you seen it?
I love it—how palpable the moment is
When new talent is discovered.
The goosebumps...

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