Most recently published stories in Poets.
Love affairs fade in time, Like melodies played With no lyrics set to rhyme. Stare blindly into empty abyss, yelling angrily, two strangers
By Amanda Karenina7 years ago in Poets
Humanity, through pores sweat insanity, approaching great lands and establishing Sovereignty, but our violent nature beckons days to live in infamy
By Dragon Tran7 years ago in Poets
My mother is an artist, my father a musician; ah but I wanted to be "successful" It's important for someone who can win the game to say it's all bullshit, a lady told Gloria Steinem.
By N.Zbornak7 years ago in Poets
Our world is far from perfect. It is not a sunny place. It is not a paradise, it is a sour slap in the face. It is a scale tipped too far to one side.
By VOCAL IS PUBLISHING SCAM - YOU WILL NOT SEE ANY MORE MATERIAL FROM ME7 years ago in Poets
My love is your burden. You leave me hurting quite often, but I deny it. My heart is yours to break. I am your mistake, it seems;
You, this the guilt, oh the guilt. The right choice is there and the wrong one I make. Your quivers and shakes do not define you.
By Kierra Preston7 years ago in Poets
It was this empty kind of death. An eternal sunken slumber. Since my beginning breath, I had felt since I could remember
If I would be a little bird, I would fly away… I would fly on forests, and waters, I would fly, fly far away… Above the clouds I would see the stars in the sky...
By Anna Christian7 years ago in Poets
Things I am unusually grateful for.... The moon is white not blue I have a pair of legs not 3 The sun is lord of the sky
By Shayfe Shiphrah7 years ago in Poets
Dear lover You grab me by my hips and kiss my lips We've done this so much it is almost rehearsed I crave the taste on my tongue
By Kaitlynn Raneri7 years ago in Poets
The slow rising and falling of his chest. The twitches of his tipped ears at sounds. The flicking of the tip of his tail,
By Sarah Mayhew7 years ago in Poets
I don't want to hate you anymore, that's why, I'm writing this, for let you know, that I'm fine now. All the pain has gone, at Last, I understood that you hurt me just because you don't love yourself.
By Gabriela Manrique🌌7 years ago in Poets