Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Poets.

Life in Motion
Motion Life is always in motion You stop to think But how can you stop when your day is a constant commotion. You stop to wonder; what, why, where and how
By Hannah Brennan8 years ago in Poets
Away
I told myself I wouldn't miss him Every single part of me wanted to fix this He never gave me a single reason to stay For my sake, I had to walk away
By Ashley Nicole8 years ago in Poets
Midnight Thoughts
Some live, some die, but to be dead while alive means to live without life. Midnight Thoughts! From the start I knew you were wrong for me, the secret that I couldn’t keep. Every day you laugh at me, while I sit in pain, crying, trying to find a way to break free. These thoughts in my head keep a hold of me. I am dying on the inside, but that is what you’ve always wanted of me. The more I allow you to take from me, the more you damage my self-esteem. You tell me no one cares, and you’re the only one for me. You have promised to never leave and you have proven that enough already. You cause the most destruction but yet you are only what I have created.
By Renee Knadler8 years ago in Poets
'Marilon' Audition Piece From Coyle's 'HOARD'
USE ONLY WITH PERMISSION © Thomas Coyle 2018 [email protected] MARILON, a woman in her sixties, inspects the renovation work done by her friend CALLY at the house of their mutual friend CONNIE. MARILON is alone. More at Amazon.
By Thomas Coyle8 years ago in Poets
Bitten
You walked into my life, And made me think things would be alright, You promised me you'd be around, I hung onto your every word,
By Elizabeth Trillo8 years ago in Poets
Pain Filled Eyes and Happy Lies
I like to pretend for a while everything's alright , Like I am not losing this fight , Because maybe if convince everyone I'm fine ,
By kat belaire8 years ago in Poets
Scattered
A strong feeling of pain and hurt enters my heart Anger and frustration boils my blood. Uncertainty looms over my mind, A decision that becomes too hard to make.
By Denisse Lizeth8 years ago in Poets
Finishing a Book
The tear dipped on the last page. My heart filled with a rage A bittersweet feeling in finishing a book Having spent days with your nose in the nook
By Perla villatoro8 years ago in Poets
The Ganja
I like short pipes, I like to smoke. I like very long joints, I toke. Yeah I am a stoner. I am not a moaner. My eyes get red and glossy,
By Sarah Worley8 years ago in Poets
Africa: The Heart of the World
All signs of life are dictated by the sign of a heartbeat. And oddly enough, Africa is shaped, similar to a heart.
By Serena Pierce 8 years ago in Poets
The Death of the Wolf
He moves swiftly through the trees, His paws make no sound on the leaves. The birds chirp sweet nothingness, His light grey eyes glow in the darkness.
By Leigha Marchant8 years ago in Poets
Down to Earth
When I looked at you before My Eyes couldn't see your glow Shining brighter than the sun on its hottest day, But still as chilling as the moon when it's furthest away.
By POT Vids8 years ago in Poets