Most recently published stories in Poets.
I hate to show emotion because I don’t like explaining how I feel. Crying doesn’t make me weak, but tell me how you would feel
By Kaitlyn Marquette9 years ago in Poets
I. In the horizon I see the pearls nestled behind your pink silk lips. Your hair, Caramel fire burning on The Throne of Aphrodite.
By Kourtney Risher9 years ago in Poets
It's late at night And I'm thinking of you As I so often do When I'm alone As I so often am When my imaginative mind Wonders what it would be like
By Creative Hub9 years ago in Poets
Walls coloured custard with faded silk stripes, edges eaten into threads by starving insects. Crying from dank, rot-punctured ceilings,
By Jamie Wilkinson9 years ago in Poets
You piss me off, You make me cry, You even make me wonder why. Why do I put up with it all? Why do I let you see my weakness?
By Jesi Sin9 years ago in Poets
Mother Nature needed someone to represent her beauty She sprung forth many but yet none was worthy Till a cry was heard on the 7th of March
By Harydo Neon9 years ago in Poets
The black I remember the taste of it Dripping off your tongue Burning into our flesh Like a sickness To have green pastures
By L. E. King9 years ago in Poets
I believed I was young and would always be free, then one day I awoke and realised my body had trapped me. As my heart aches and tears do fall, I start again to build up that wall.
By Bianca O'Reilly9 years ago in Poets
I can't say I understand what you've been through No one person can say that of another Pain is not the same, never exactly the same
The colossal pillars of chipped marble Stand together like jilted lovers, Sharing secrets in stiffness, And crumbling.
The birds chirping, The wave's crashing, This is a peaceful place. The breeze hits my skin, And warms me from the outside in.
And so I, in my deepest thoughts, doth think Of the beginning of a lot of thinks and cringe What about the if and if nots
