Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Poets.

Staying Strong
I’m staying strong Though some days when I’m lonely and I feel like hell Not even the doctor can tell me what’s wrong And I remember I thought about
By Montana Rose8 years ago in Poets
Who?
I am not me, Not who I intended to be, There's always confusion sparked by a constant delusion, That what you see isn't thee.
By Unity Addison8 years ago in Poets
Cigarettes
I never liked the taste of cigarettes. The bitter and disgusting bite that follows the burn of the tobacco never appealed
By Becca Mahar8 years ago in Poets
That's Deep
The Struggle, Deepness, Depression, and Kill life is taking over so grab a shield. You say you're from no set but they take you still. Red, Blue nation not about that life. Born in the ghetto with everyone I know. Before school and work mothers treated dirt. Kids on the floor niggas on the kitchen table. Guns pointed at babies at birth what you thinking. People getting shot on their front porch that's the life I live and it hurt. So if you don't know the struggle that's real don't say life is hard until you're living where they kill!
By Pooka Mitchell8 years ago in Poets
Courageous Heart
The part of the body that takes the most damage in a lifetime is the heart. You can’t do anything without making sacrifices
By Becca Mahar8 years ago in Poets
Haiku
My roast beef sandwich, Is very delectable. My roast beef sandwich. I’m writing haiku. Personal entertainment, To get past this day.
By Bradley Levi8 years ago in Poets
Abandonment
We laughed and dance with liquor in our hands. The stars followed us through the rough waters as we sailed and didn’t have a care in the
By Becca Mahar8 years ago in Poets
Rockybado
Things are fine at first, Then the aliens are cunning And take everything they want, Such as the TV. Among other things.
By Bradley Levi8 years ago in Poets
The One About Sex in Clouds
We are drifting through a thunderstorm... Rough but calm...We embrace the softness of clouds. The climate begins to change as our bodies collide... With a sudden snap freeze at first touch of skin that is then calmed by the rain. It begins too darken but the night is where we thrive for the most. A gentle rumble begins to linger as we feel it consume us both...An aggressive vibration or an earthquake felt from miles away.....Whatever it is the sound doesn’t distract you. Just a fainting vibration, But faint was not the intention of this nature..you feel a jolt start to build as the world begins to orbit around sound. It's chasing you from above as you regain control... so you swim deeper into the warmth below. The sound gets closer as your body becomes curious so naturally... your body swims slower. You can't quite see it over your shoulder but you can feel it radiating behind you. Your strokes through the shadows begin to fade slowly as a spark of lighting fills your body.. it reaches the peak as the burst of energy separates our bodies but fusing our souls...as we fall into the nothingness of white but that’s where we wanted to go.
By & Some8 years ago in Poets
Blurred and Buffered
Vague photos and still frames: framed and framing, blurred and buffering; and we see it all in snapshots, brushed together touched and tampered with to make a whole — weunderstand the picture in context, we underscore necessity to our life and relate to textual compromise.
By Shaun Stokes8 years ago in Poets
A Call for Arms
Shit’s so bad, I woke up pissed Sun-kissed and dissed, this fit hit me like a fist Needing a tryst with the slits in my wrist
By E.J. Tangonan8 years ago in Poets
The Confessions of a Horrible Person
I Only. See The. Knife. Whoosh! I feel a cool breeze brush against my soul. As I stare at it everything surrounding me vanishes.
By WiiildChiiild Tayloor8 years ago in Poets