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Can You Cry?
I wish so desperately to be normal. I long for a day, even just for one day, without the constancy of pain and numbness
Moriah ConantPublished 7 years ago in PoetsIn Pursuit of a Better Me and a Better Way to Be
Another night alone Another night at home This path I'm on This path I have chosen Is a hard road to travel People stop and stare
Creative HubPublished 7 years ago in Poets9/11
The smoke The screams So much terror all around The metal Twisting The terrorist earthquake brought it down The streets
Allie MariePublished 7 years ago in PoetsHave You Ever…
Have you ever imagined what illustrates our thoughts, our sudden burst of colors, things we’ve never seen, places we’ve never been
André dos SantosPublished 7 years ago in PoetsWinds of Depression
Dark whirling winds violently crashing, Souls twirling, wound and smashing, Against the blackened sense of self, And the macabre crush of defeat,
Daniel MapanaoPublished 7 years ago in PoetsI Am Alive (Yes, I Surely Truly Am)
I am sitting here In sweet quiet solitude My eyes are softly closed It is a rainy Sunday morning I have nowhere to be I have nothing to do
Creative HubPublished 7 years ago in PoetsKindred Souls
kindred souls heads banged together till they injured skulls and the hindrance here has taken its toll and all this distance is digging my own hole my own ignorance is stopping me from being whole and so there is no difference in staying cold like I used to be but now I'm old truth be told I ain't never felt nobody care solitary looking round for someone there all on my jacks but I ain't scared, might not be fair but its all ways been the same, all I hear is air I guess I will never change so who's to blame probably me from the endless nights of no shame bare chatting shit with different heads it is no game them people I love I ain't mentioning no names the fact I don't tell them enough I'm so ashamed some of them I have never told in my chest it pains but I would sooner live a colder life than burn myself with flames
Mistar RamrossPublished 7 years ago in PoetsWar
Taken from our motherland, Broken from the "stronger" men, When we sleep, they barge inside, Abusing, hitting children like its no crime,
Silent Music
In the square white room I will spred my arms like wings in the dark corners of the night to shelter you from the cold In the square white room I will spred my arms like wings
Elsa Johanna WallanderPublished 7 years ago in PoetsPolythene Thing
You're in the background of all of my fondest memories My wildest times... No one could ever live up to my thoughts of you
Duanyell WilliamsPublished 7 years ago in PoetsHis Waves
Graced with strong hands and a hardened heart He didn't mind much tearing me apart I found myself drowning In the middle of a sea
Bri WellingtonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsMoonlit soul
The moon covers her eyes with the clouds, as they draw lightly past. Playing hide and seek with the stars... The sky tells me to join her.
Christina SamplePublished 7 years ago in Poets