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.

No one Asked
Inside every person there is a child that needs to be understood and to be heard, not to be taken as weak. No one asked if you were tired,
By Astone Zulu2 years ago in Poets
One day I will go
Tomorrow I will look for a pen Tomorrow I will look for a pen Is it not on the pen? One day I will go to a dead village
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets
Help. Content Warning.
I can’t find the answer What’s the difference between drowning and dying Currently feeling like a useless idiot I’m so sick to death to find these words
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Easy
Your silence was telling, spoke thousands of words and not one was uttered. I chose myself at a time where you were choosing ghosts
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
Spin Cycle
How clean can you be? Does it wash away the years, the hands that held too tight, the mouths that whispered, Kneel. - The fluorescent tube buzzes—
By Iris Obscura2 years ago in Poets
Musical Power
All alone in a room full of strangers Aliases dressed up in Colored balloons Barking warnings of impending danger Masquerades run by paraded buffoons
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
The Jury Is In
When content becomes malignant And the footing has been lost Fingerprints are mostly water Water corrodes and metals rust
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Live Authentically: Embrace Your True Self
Don’t be afraid of smooth talkers who say you are not mature enough. Don’t worry about smart people who claim you are not wise enough. And never accept the life others recommend to you without question. Instead, choose to stay true to yourself, follow your ideals, and listen to the call of your heart—only then can you live the most fulfilling life.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
St. Patrick’s Day a delightful day
St. Patrick’s Day a delightful day The grass is green, the sky is clear, A cheerful day is finally here. With clovers bright and laughter wide,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Heart
I hold you in my heart I have from the start And forever there you’ll remain To my dying day Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
The Warrior Within
She rises with the dawn, not with swords or shields, But with courage born from battles only she feels. Her heart, a battlefield of quiet wars and dreams,
By Mukun2 years ago in Poets
The Explanation
Skeletons are best left buried Closets were made for something more Past and present should not marry Keep the peace tucked in the drawer
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets