Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Poets.

Loving You
It was the little things like not noticing my new hair color or the way I did my nails. The game would be a little bit more important and you never cared to listen. Then it turned into the big things like never caring what time you came home and who you smelled like. It's like you never did care but will say any and everything just to keep me here. But that's the fool I am for loving you
By Kimberly McClinton8 years ago in Poets
Hopeful
She's lost, she doesn't know what to do. Her emotions flow like their hatred. As the guns blast in her ears, they fall.
By Fiver Goodier8 years ago in Poets
Sick
you make things seem like it's all so easy you make love seem like it's a real fairytale story you make the pain that used to linger in my heart disappear
By Mary Vang8 years ago in Poets
Loving Someone with Cancer
Picture this. You're married. Yeah, I said it, MARRIED. But you're unhappy. You're unsure about this "love"... You're unsure about tomorrow...
By Hannah Clark8 years ago in Poets
Broken
Broken I take pride in the broken. Is that because I myself am broken? From a young age I always had this desire to fix those I thought needed fixing.
By The Broken One8 years ago in Poets
Words
"You didn't even really love me." Heavy words, cruel words. But wait, couldn't you feel my love as I softly ran my fingers through
By Kat S.8 years ago in Poets
Work
I meant to do my work, But then my mind hurt, It irked me so, It hit me like a low blow, My writing had no flow, It's all stop and go,
By The broken Poet8 years ago in Poets
Sometimes
At night her heart soars, longing for more than what she has. Thinking what is it like on the other half of life? Not worrying about if you will have enough to pay your bills this paycheck.
By Emerald Bearden8 years ago in Poets
The Secret to Going to Heaven Is Not Being a Pig!
The selfish pig thats really stuffed. Above all others is the pig. Does the pig make you shiver? Does it? How happy is the stuffed pig.
By Aaliyah Shaw8 years ago in Poets
This Is Me
I am not awe-inspiring like a mountain or an ocean. I am not raw power, a grand dream. I am subtle magic. I unfold slowly,
By Kat S.8 years ago in Poets
Geometry
Geometry isn't poetry, It doesn't flow with grace, It often stops to slap you across the face, When you think you know how to solve that four,
By The broken Poet8 years ago in Poets
Do Not Believe Them
Do not believe them when they say that you are weak, you are too soft, you love too much, or too hard. My dear, that softness makes you
By Kat S.8 years ago in Poets