Life Slam Poems | Examples
These Life Slam poems are examples of Slam poems about Life. These are the best examples of Slam Life poems written by international poets.
Although I'm in a grim never ending funk,
Rising like the Phoenix will be a slam dunk.
I want to free myself of the sadness,
Rise above all the noise and the madness.
My goal is soar above the galaxy and stars,
no longer a prisoner behind invisible bars.
If I don't shake off this profound abyss,
I will in turn forfeit a life of pure bliss.
No time for liars no time for cheats
scorekeeper kept my scorecard neat
I played the game clean
you used a cheat sheet
you got what you wanted
you'll get what you deserve
now its time to sit back and observe
I didn't do much but flip it in reverse
sorry if everything now is adverse
now watch me grin as I flip it back again
well, what do you know now it's my win.
This is a give-me-give-me everything world
A million takers for every giver
This is why mankind's wells are running dry
The givers are dead or dying out.
Soon there'll be nothing left but takers.
Clusters of walking excuses for human beings.
Looking to bleed out the last of the givers
capping the wells of life
with the bones of their dried-out excuses.
From outfield judging eyes await your plight,
though sweat and stupor feign to your ruin.
Now pull up your trousers, cinch your belt tight...
glaring down from mound, pitch straight and proven.
Blurred ball unleashed, pitcher's swift arm uncoiled...
tho' bat be av'rage, the batter may not.
Cauldron-like blood boiled, fever'd swing loyal,
now away to skies, all eyes on prized swat.
Faithfully she watched from merciful stands,
clouds roll away from fancy, fated rush.
His chance to meet life, alone in her hands,
though startled by a bat's powerful crush.
Will you strike true in life's bewilder'g plan,
carried on shoulders of heavenly fans?
On the surface
you’re all sweetness and light
But ...
the truth is life isn't a game
and if I were to start digging
digging deeper than a gravediggers soiled shovel
I'd see through your libelous lies
which spread daily
like a cankerous carbuncle
Well honey
I’m shooting from the hip -
why can’t you simply sit on your fingers?
Just cut the crap
I’m through with your festering fallacies
get a life
and leave me to live mine in peace
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If I could just use my tongue, oh what a tale I'd tell
One filled with your neglect, that's made my life hell
You've worn me out; you've filled me with holes
There's a gash in my side; nails stick out of my soles
You get me all dirty; then you throw me around
You flood me with rain; I'm so damp I could drown
When you take me off, you toss me aside
Are you ashamed of me? Should I run and hide?
Well, I shall get even with you, my ex-friend
I'll pinch you in the sides, in the front, in the end
When you need me to shine for a special affair
I'll show all my scuffs and scratches, you'd better beware
And if you go to get new shoes, that'll be your death knell
No one'll sell you a pair, the way your feet will smell
DON'T BLOW IT.
Slow down; life is not so real
Break down;
love is all you can feel.
What little time you have to be,
don't blow it,
children know how love should be,
just show it.
Don't blow it.
Fine line;
life is just sureal,
make time,
there's no time you can steal;
what little love that you may find,
surround it
Don't blow it.
if you have a dream,
be glad you've found it
Surround it.
Don't blow it.
Don't blow it.
Don't blow it.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet
June 10 2016 have no music for this, and am welcoming anyone who wants to give it a try, I am just too busy right now. so give it a try, then send what you come up with to [email protected]. See how many versions we can come up with. Good luck.
PD: "We should hang sometime? I mean, we're practically the same guy."
ME: "That is the worst slam, the worst insult I ever received in my life."
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Like search for soothing green pastures,
In the heartless dry heat of summer months,
And running after a shimmering, ever elusive mirage,
Why are human relations increasingly getting brittle?
Increasingly narrowing and stifling humaneness,
Like searching for an oasis in a desert,
Our life journeys becoming longer but more lonely,
Are these signs of social progress we wanted?
May be, poisonous gases of global warming
Are less harmful than invisible winds of inequality
that discreetly spread scourge of excessive greed,
Is this not the result of collective selfishness of us?
Comment: Perhaps, inequality of any kind is root cause of human suffereing.
Mohan
At times
you've gotta shed that burlap rabbit
bang the beat of a neon lynx
inhale some twilight grime and grit
uncork that sticky- cologne soul
embrace all the cuts and nicks...
Be bold as dirty gold
a shark painting shadows on the shoal
slashing life to the bone,,,
Sling a pair of homemade dice
against the black lips of midnight.
smoke some cherry wood thighs
with that magic wand of desire
play dominoes with rusted hearts
grease the soul with halo rind
toss the sprig of caution to the stream....
sometimes you've gotta take a dirt bath
to come clean.
I dance in my house, ballroom, and red floor
I swing, hip hop, fiercely slam…
But I’m good at none, zilch
Russell Sivey
L acking the common sense of a maggot
O bviously attention starved as a child
S orry excuse for a human being
E merging from a place where dung was piled
R ejected for a lack of talent
S tuck in a self pity life beguiled
DANNY BOY
Danny Boy!
I'm not your kind of girl
You own a He-Man classic toy
Rapping slams like She-Ra
Your slam has no style
if I want to be put to death
I'll read your poems
See me yawning,
You cry nobody loves you
Trying to end your life support
Give up the depression you made it through an abort
Your slam was full of crap
Come on Danny you smell like a rat
Give yourself some dignity
Stop writing as if you're on crack
Don't tell me you got writers block
Right after you got hit by my glove
Stop writing as if you're in shock
Like pancakes, I made you flip flop
I'll use the excuse my computer just got hack
((LOL))
Take it easy on Danny C,
Do not hurt me, by thinking I am your enemy.
Exploding coffee machines
Made me mad
Annoyed when neighbor’s
Dog barked
Thumping sound of the young couple
Making love rattling like animals
Irritated me
When somebody said good morning
It sucked life out of me
Margheritta without an egg yolk
Made me wild.
Only nephew of my billionaire aunt
had a windfall, when she died.
Good happens, troubles loom.
From one-bed flat to a huge house
missing my early dislikes
I want to chop down this
this overdose of happiness
Afraid to be happy.
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February 4, 2010
Form Free Verse
Dr. Ram Mehta
Fifth Place Win
Contest:slam the slam by Skat-A, Irma
Tailgate party time
Chicken, steak, baby back ribs
Quarterback show down