Slam Poem Poems - Poems about Slam Poem

I don't want to recite this poem in front of you... Probably not for the reasons you're thinking, But what do I know of what you're thinking For that matter What do you know of me? Sometimes I think I'm pretty witty with words, But what if you don't think so? I get so tired of trying to make people like me. It's...

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There are some poems we are just not ready to write The wound is still too fresh for us to take notes from the light of it And our pencil tips aren't sharp enough to stitch us up just yet When we spill our sins in ink We pray with stained hands Leave indigo fingerprints saying this is who I...

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Bill C-7 is a motion to expand medical assistance in dying (MAID) in Canada to persons with disabilities whose deaths are not foreseeable. Persons with disabilities are protesting that the Canadian government is proposing to offer medically assisted deaths to individuals without offering adequate social supports, housing, medical equipment, nutrition, and mental health supports. After...

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Your words are hurting my retina 'cus your rhymes stink like diarrhea you're no rhyme Godzilla just a Gorilla infected with poetic gonorrhea. Your rhymes are thoughtless and without force because of the very simple words you source that make you sound like you are a horse in a boat trying to flow without the oars. You think you're a God and up...

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"Oh," she whispers, "but she's here with a boy!" Her words, especially the painted blue one, stick to her palm covering her lips and mouth, I lace my fingers through yours and this happens simultaneously on opposite sides of the room, we look at each other and smile, the suppressed laughter in our mouths a...

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