Most recently published stories in Poets.
If I had just one day to live- Would I have it in me to live it to the fullest? Or would I just curl up in the corner of a room and cry?
By Isha Khaneja9 years ago in Poets
Before he left me, I gave him a message. Bottled up feelings no one to tell. But, he got through my heart. It was my turn to leave him remembering me.
By Sophia Seradarian9 years ago in Poets
They're creating an impossible way for pain to stop. Falling between icy rain drops. Appears to be hard as stone. Yet, their hearts are alone.
By Paul Crocker9 years ago in Poets
On the river bank, they wait like brooding clouds, waiting to rain. Staring at me with dark, beady eyes penetrating my soul with pain.
There are days… I wake up in the morning with a tune in my head A warm, sweet tune that helps me get out of bed. A tune that actually makes me anticipate the day.
By Sanjina Gurung9 years ago in Poets
Maybe just maybe I have to keep continuously breaking until all my cracks are filled with light Until all that surrounds me is no longer the dirt that buried me
By Kayla Deaton9 years ago in Poets
Sometimes I forget myself, my mind is often somewhere else, I wish to plan a date with me, but life has kept me so busy. And when I think “I’ve time to spare, I’ll fit me in my day somewhere”,
By Rae Elliott9 years ago in Poets
I don't talk, I won't talk, I can't... talk. Not to you. Not now, not ever. I am invisible forever. Or am I? I've discovered that these walls are not all stone.
I saw myself in the morning mist as it hovered o'er the lake. While I watched the vapor vanish, I realized my fate. The mist keeps rising skyward,
By Fred Bobbitt9 years ago in Poets
There's a man sat upon a counter, staring into space. Look closely and you see an empty expression on his face. After the light is switched off and door locked, he'll begin to breathe.
In this life, we are trees, but with new life friends, comes new leaves. Yes, we’re blown and whirled about, but sun still shines amidst our doubt.
In the night, as you sleep. You may hear a rhythmic creek. But don't get up for heaven's sake. You don't understand the trouble you'll make.
