Passion Slam Poems

Born unto a century after the fact

What can i say ?

That has not been said already

Everything i say

Feels like i am just copying the cat...

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It was a long time ago
as this story lends

In my late 20's when i dated Nicky
if you could call it that

And I drove a claped...

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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...

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I write like bakers bake
my rhymes make earth shake
Going into contest with me was your biggest mistake
I control the earths plates, tectonics, your rhymes are...

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My name is Mario,
I know yall may not know me yet, but you will soon.
I got poetry for days, stacked on my Youtube playlist, ready...

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I spit metaphors and similes,
Nouns and verbs,
I spit these words
For the hood and the burbs.

I speak light in the darkness that surrounds me.
Surrounded by drugs,...

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Looking at the emotions I feel run deeper than the color of my skin I want to move forward in my life but I do...

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Poetry slam

Do you understand

Giving it straight

To the man

Standing right up there

And enacting a plan

Be exciting

Don't be bland

The recite with passion

And let your voice be heard

Spread...

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I'm sitting here alone,

watching the sun rise,

life of leisure is my favorite song,

it's also showing the shine-

Waiting inside of a long day,

scrollin' the folly-

like a...

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I dreamt of the day that I could see colors.
To grasp the sublimity of color schemes, 
To teleport into the colors of dreams
Oh, how colorful...

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They say that distance is just a number
A space between you and me 
Full of people, animals, buildings, and they
Don’t know how much I suffer!
...

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How Dare We Ever So Boldly Speak Out

Let me write in obscure and chaotic words
stirring waters tepidly unknown
Yet my spirit refuses to admire such birds
or...

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My pain is invisible 
But my tears are burning my eyes 
One day I'll forget 
One day I'll smile 
I know someday I'll meet you...

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There stood a tree 
Bare and alone
Many storms had left it torn.
The branches wept
The leaves were gone
No more birds sang their song.
But far above
Their hung...

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Tattle cries are just as loud as battle cries, 
but the difference is 
tears from mannequins dry on untouchable skin. 
You may have a purpose,...

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