Free Verse

It Follows. Content Warning.
I keep looking back like my name has been spoken, but no voice has called out and the road remains empty. It's like the feeling you get when you turn off the light before heading to bed; suddenly, there's goosebumps, a chill down your spine, eyes roam across your skin, but you know nothing's there. It's paranoia.
By Luna6 months ago in Poets
Click (Yourself) Away
The images slid across the screen in a dazzling manner. ‘Who doesn’t like to peruse?,’ she thought. Who doesn’t want to have their purchase options laid out in a row? Who doesn’t like the hunt of the next item to acquire?
By Gabriel B. Shames6 months ago in Poets
Why Do Fish Not Have Legs
Why Do Fish Not Have Legs Fish drift silently through the sea Without a single step to take Still part of me asks endlessly
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
The Malfunctioning Brain
The Malfunctioning Brain Voices crawl behind my eyes at night Twisting wires that no doctor can trace Every memory flickers beneath dim light
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Walking in the dark
Walking in the dark the cloud has covered all in a grey dust flame with dragons dancing around with accumulated clouds circling around the whiteness throwing out all the darkness and shifting into the blue toughest tones the ones which makes you scarry to even gaze through like the sky was trying to say I Love you ...but it stays unnamed it stays untouched by the brutality of human behaviours and life it stays unbroken to the void it stays where it belongs and it doesnt change it shifts with nature rythm it collides with a cycle of its own wind it speaks with legends of the dragons myths
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda 6 months ago in Poets
I don’t know what’s wrong
I don’t know what’s wrong anymore. Some days I’m okay but today didn’t feel so good. My dreams caught up with me and no one wants to hear them.
By Cerina Galvan6 months ago in Poets
I'm not Trans, I'm a Tomboy
My thinning hair Not due to injesting hormones Or cutting it so short from wanting to look like a boy Actually the result of trauma, stress, anxiety, unlucky genes
By Sarah Campbell6 months ago in Poets
Pink Moon
A pink moon is a lovers moon, it bathes them in a loving glow. A pink moon is a lucky moon, that comes and brings much love.
By Rasma Raisters6 months ago in Poets
home alone. Honorable Mention in Say It Again Challenge. Top Story - May 2026. Content Warning.
I am home alone There is no one in my home Except for me I am here I have my Individuality Self-responsibility Self Regulation
By Tanya Leij6 months ago in Poets
It's Only Money.
I wasn’t shy. Let’s clear that up first. I could talk. I could joke. I could walk into a room and make it sound alive. But loneliness doesn’t ask permission.
By Christy C. House6 months ago in Poets
Save me from...
Hands tore at his flesh How many were there? How many hands? How many bodies attached to them? Hues of oranges and reds melted together
By Emily McGuff6 months ago in Poets
Prayer to Belphagore
Belphagore, son of Satan, I dedicate myself to you in this life. It is my heartfelt desire to do your will. I ask for your protection, guidance and love. I ask you to protect my loved ones and myself. You are deserving of all worship and honor. I pay homage to you in all I do and say. I ask of you to please heal my pain and anger and help heal those that I love and adore.
By Danielle Mosley6 months ago in Poets