Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Poets.

Scars
Yesterday he came to see me, he asked me where the scars on my knees came from I told him, “It was from the grass cuts in the fields”
By Judy Mae8 years ago in Poets
My Bitter Heart
I loved you once, I loved you twice, And I'll love you all through this sorrowful night, When we meet again, I'll give my wings for your flight.
By Wulfwaru the Lonely Writer8 years ago in Poets
Family
Blood is thicker than water He said Family more loyal than friends they'll always be around fuck!...that’s it, they'll always be around
By Ricky McQuillan8 years ago in Poets
She Is Artwork
She cuts the canvas A wide open gash And colours bleed from it She wounds herself Symbolically For such vibrant hues As she was truly wounded, too
By A. R. Ambrosi8 years ago in Poets
Colors
Yellow When she first saw him, he was smiling at her. It wasn’t a normal, friendly-stranger smile; it made her feel safe and welcome. She couldn’t help the question that knitted into her eyebrows when she noticed him looking at her, but he either didn’t catch it or didn’t care. He kept on smiling at her—a smile that felt like the sun.
By Allison Jones8 years ago in Poets
You
I'm still waiting for you. Although it gets harder to believe that it will happen or ever be true. When I get to the point of doubt. I look at my wrist and I remember. It will happen and you will come.
By Magdalena Brzoska8 years ago in Poets
Mirror
i look at my face in the mirror, but it's not my reflection i see it's some stranger glaring back at me she stares with accusing eyes
By Alana Mari8 years ago in Poets
I Wait
This anxiety is crippling. An overwhelming weight on my chest. My heart beats faster as the thoughts flood my mind. My intuition is no longer to be trusted.
By Magdalena Brzoska8 years ago in Poets
I Dream of Dragons
As I lay upon my bed A maw of dragons within my head Whispering from amongst the stars As it stroked and caressed my scars
By Marcel Dizon8 years ago in Poets
Brave
I shall be silent for there are no words to describe what I feel Shhh… From these lips come Nothing But my thoughts race
By Tim Ellerbe II8 years ago in Poets
Elusive
Bittersweet & elusive, Something that will not be held. Something that simply IS, (And is present) And can be kept but faintly,
By J.E. Hinrichs8 years ago in Poets
The Obvious
Love should not be as complex as trying to match all the colors in a rubix cube. Yet for him and her it was. He always had “heartfelt reasons” for why he couldn’t give her his all.
By Kennisha Crawford8 years ago in Poets