Most recently published stories in Poets.
I'm 18 now, sitting on the ground Two years past the hurt you left me with Memories of bruises still haunt my skin I don't know if the nightmares ever will end
By Sarah Holdsworth7 years ago in Poets
Wildflowers were here favorite Look upon the high rise mountains and speak to such lonely heights Drink in the space, everlasting and expansive, and tell me the freedom is beautiful
By Nicholas Goodman7 years ago in Poets
eyes are a window to the soul and yours are wide open staring at the ceiling waiting for something to happen you wonder why the earth still spins
By Maxym Gauthier7 years ago in Poets
I see you on that stage, penetrating our hearts with words that can cut through steel. But what of your heart? I see straight through your shades,
By Kourtney Risher7 years ago in Poets
Ten years old, sitting at the counter Waiting for my dad to come home Had a bad day at school Told by all those who rule
She was a warm breeze Touching every tender joint But so often I felt alone when we were together Like something was misplaced
The air was silent and yet it rang with sorrow and guilt, nostalgia sang. The men who once were boys together, will court the other’s ghost forever.
By K.R Coughlan 7 years ago in Poets
Stripped of fear and fault for all Our king reigns true and heals the sick Made such love from every fall In worlds of wonder, when Good's call
Lost hope. When you stop seeing beyond the faults, when the salt burns the reopened wounds. When the lies and darkness resurface, there's this question you ask yourself...
By Danni Gibson7 years ago in Poets
They try to shut us down- make us go silently, But wewillnot conform to society. Will make our voices heard, Won't let it pass quietly.
By Undefined Writings7 years ago in Poets
Slowly slipping into sadness I sing songs of sorrow tomorrow never looked so grim i wish today wouldn’t stay and before is a door I’m glad i got through
His fingers, made of persuasion and heat, touched her fragile cheek as if touching her was the only concept that would make her breathe again.
By Sharlene Alba7 years ago in Poets