fact or fiction

Is it fact or merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the myths and beliefs we hold about what makes a good poem and the poetry rules that were made to be broken.

Beautiful People
Beautiful people Removed from their land By God’s hand They were forced on to someone else’s land They took their stand
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
He Tasted Like Rain After a Drought
The sky that day was bruised — half gray, half gold — like it couldn’t decide between holding on or letting go. The air was heavy with dust, and silence clung to everything like a forgotten prayer.
By Muhammad Kaleemullahabout a year ago in Poets
Shadows of the Unforgiven
I walked in silence where the night devours, Where broken dreams collect like rain in hollow towers. They laughed at me, behind masks of gold,
By OWOYELE JEREMIAHabout a year ago in Poets
The Mirror of Emotion
The Mirror of Emotion Some days I look in the mirror and see every storm I survived. The face is older, softer, but the eyes remember every wave.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Guess Who Loves to Hate You
Guess Who Loves to Hate You It’s me. Of course it’s me. Who else would carry your ghost like a charm around their neck? I whisper your name just to feel it burn,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Shouting in Silence
Shouting in Silence He burns without flame, a storm inside his skin, too proud to cry, too lost to speak. The walls are his witnesses,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Gilded Flame
I walk toward it a lantern hung too high, gilded its flame licking the edges of a nation its glow a command: “Bow. Obey. Forget.”
By Tim Carmichaelabout a year ago in Poets
Stairway to Nowhere
Stairway to Nowhere Behind the wall a whisper moves. It hides a stairway I was never meant to find. I stand for a moment,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Eye Witness
the stars talk to me, twinkling in morse code gentle songs of the sea, and sailors of long ago their bravery and fears, battles won on the water
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
Do you ever wonder if a love that hurts can still be a path to a better you?
The pain of a wrong love can feel overwhelming, robbing you of your courage and faith. You're terrified, unsure how long this agony will last or how much strength you have left to endure it.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
Love is
Love is staying with me when I’m low, Love is god, your faith, fall in love with the unknown. Love’s a gift, it’s when she cook and you do the dishes,
By joeyy Tharpeabout a year ago in Poets
Road Blind
Driving; night of fog... Something in rearview mirror. Shadow in back seat... Did you check? * Thank you for reading! If you liked this, you can add your Insights, Comment, leave a Heart, Tip, Pledge, or Subscribe. I will appreciate any support you have shown for my work.
By Kendall Defoe about a year ago in Poets