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Most recently published stories in Poets.

Grey
The world must look so different through the eyes of someone who doesn't fear the unknown ...A sight I'll never know It must be clear, with defiant opportunity to cease the day
By Ecarg Nosive8 years ago in Poets
Five Minutes
I wrote this poem back in 1995; sadly it is more true today than ever before thanks to the Internet, texting, social media, and society's disposable attitude towards people.
By Skye Bothma8 years ago in Poets
I Am
I don't know where to start I mean Where do I begin They made me feel like I was sin Because of my skin Trapped in twisted scripture
By Indigo Sōl8 years ago in Poets
What Do You Believe
What’s a dream if you don’t know what it means. What’s a goal if you don’t know where it leads. And why believe in a higher power when we live in the middle of all these horrible things.
By Alex Rios8 years ago in Poets
Escape
That feeling. I crave that that feeling again, The loneliness was actually the time I felt most alive, Not having to answer to anybody, not having to be in a shallow world where you have to strive to be accepted and be like everyone else,
By Zainab Bangura8 years ago in Poets
I Am a Man
"I am a man - That would would rather be a tidal wave that rises to the heavens and becomes a rainfall than a sprinkler system.
By Ed G8 years ago in Poets
Borderline
Slumber. I long for the sweet, sweet slumber where dreams and darkness collide. Too fast. Too fast. fast fast The moving train trying to be caught,
By Dekker Christopher8 years ago in Poets
The Casualties of War
They say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned until you have seen the casualties of war. The women and children that are left behind, the men that come home crippled and blind. You can see the dismay across the land, and it feels that you have entered the devil's hand. Planes are flying overhead and you pray above and ask the lord for all his love, for the moment the bomb lands life as you know it becomes part of the sands. So please stop! Stop the fighting for the children's sake. For the moment they leave and close the door is the moment they become the casualty of war
By Zeeta mckeltar8 years ago in Poets
A Light in the Darkness
I wish I could tell you every detail and pour my heart out, but it's not right to bring the past back and let myself scream and shout.
By Carmen Zarcone8 years ago in Poets
Conversations With Momma
You ever felt that pain, that pain that you feel inside? When you walk to the room and see your momma cry. Bills coming in, and y’all barely getting by.
By Alex Rios8 years ago in Poets
Man Made of Stone
man made of stone, what happened that made you so cold? i have your eyes only yours are so empty and i can't seem to understand
By Layla Austin8 years ago in Poets
Indescribable Emotion
The feeling is numb, Yet empowering, It takes over, Like a drop of black paint in a pool of yellow. The slightest things,
By Jade Morgan8 years ago in Poets