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Dear Love,   How do you tell someone that they mean something to you? That she means something to you while you are dating him.
Dear Love,   How do you tell someone that they mean something to you? That she means something to you while you are dating him.
To #45, Before you, I didn't know what it felt like to wake up and fear that today could be the day you would take my family away from me.
Dear Janayah, Breathe. It’s probably becoming a little harder than expected. Just breathe. Even if it is in Short,
Dear Insincerity,   You say, I cannot see a soul But I saw it In the crinkle of your eyes When you laughed uncontrollably I saw it,
Dear My Prince Charming,
Dear Claudia, I ask you to close your eyes. Leave the pans with the plates. Let the fridge rattle in the background and the coffee cool in our cups. As we sit across from each other at this wooden table.
Dear Claudia, I ask you to close your eyes. Leave the pans with the plates. Let the fridge rattle in the background and the coffee cool in our cups. As we sit across from each other at this wooden table.
Dear Sherry,  
Dear future  mental illness,    The thought of your presence frightens me,  It keeps me up at night,  Propels my heart into frenzy, And strikes me with all might.   
Dear Skin, A thousand pens and needles have scratched your surface. Some sharp, some smooth. If I look close enough. Hold you up to the light.
I owe you an explanation. I was hiding under the covers. I wanted to pretend this wasn’t happening I thought if I fed it nothing, It could not possibly grow. I thought someone Smarter than me,
I owe you an explanation. I was hiding under the covers. I wanted to pretend this wasn’t happening I thought if I fed it nothing, It could not possibly grow. I thought someone Smarter than me,
Dear Chuy,   
Dear me, If only I could’ve warned you If only I could’ve taught you For there are things you’ll lose and never find For there is a pain we have that I no longer mind   Dear me,
Dear Mr. H,   Words can’t say How much you have done For all of your students But especially for me.   You answer my questions
Dear flavorful wings,  crispy skin, tangy sauces, taste buds belt out praise     Sincerely,   Ephraim Koonce   
Dear My Anchor, I know I did you wrong, so I admitted to my mistake. I'm doing anything I can just to put a smile back on your face. It's like they say, "If loving you is wrong, then I'm not tryna be right."
Dear LifeAs a write this letter I hope you get itI was born in this worldJuly 28 can’t you tell?Happiness as a childLife tell me why As I reach into high school Why is my life this way?Hearing laughter’s all day and nightSometimes I wish my life w
Dear Mr. Right, There you were Sitting at my kitchen table We were talking about anything and everything Just like we always do
Dear Uncle Dave,   It's been awhile, I don’t know how I’ve been so brave, It feels like your absence has become so vile.  
Dear boy with bluer skies, Since you're the one who makes my heart race, I hope that my eyes weren't wrong, When I saw you behind the stair case, As I sang that old Spanish song,
  Dear Future Self,   Hopefully by now I've changed a bit.  Pursued what I've been wanting to produce. 
I hope you're happy. During all this time, I desperately hoped everything would return to normal. But my wishful thinking only slapped me.   A quite literal slap you gave.
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