Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Poets.

Teenage Transition
SEVEN... seven good long years spells the teenage era A period, a stage, a transition This is the point where decisions are made
By Harydo Neon8 years ago in Poets
In the Court
In the court where the word is the law, Where words are the end, all and all, Times are changing and words are too In the court where the word is the law.
By TheWeirdPoet8 years ago in Poets
I'm Letting It
I’m letting my thoughts chew me up and then spit me out and leave me alone and ripped apart I can’t hold on to reality most days except for an hour at a time I need to escape I need to escape why am I not good enough yet?
By Drea H8 years ago in Poets
Anxiety Reality
Brace for it, Brace for it. Be ready. At any moment it can all become too heavy. At any moment your whole mood can change.
By S. M Wolf8 years ago in Poets
The Call of the Isle
She calls to my soul, I hear her sweet whisper as I fall into sleep. She calls my name as I walk though the night, where my mind never leaves her sight. I yearn for the land my family once called home, home where my heart belongs. She has my heart more then anything else, my Isle love has no test! One day, my love, one day soon, I will see you in all your glory. I'll walk on your land feeling at peace, your peace healing my heart which has fallen apart. Your freedom summons my heart as it lures me in, how little I fight your will. How little I fight the call of the Isle.
By Dottie Kilpatrick8 years ago in Poets
Forbidden Love
Something that can never be Something that no one can ever see The one that you'd risk anything for And always leaves you wanting more
By Mikaela Ball8 years ago in Poets
The Feeling Of...
What do you feel when you fall asleep in the backseat of a car? When the car starts to move and the uncomfortable way the seatbelt buckles dig into your side. So you roll over, face down onto the plush seat of your father’s old convertible and now you start to feel the warmth and the soft rumble of the engine that lulls you to sleep.
By Dani Oliver8 years ago in Poets
What Is Love?
What is love? We hear love all the time like it’s something that we should all know very well. But the truth is, we don’t know anything about it at all.
By Jakyia Millner8 years ago in Poets
Lonely Cloak Go Away
Loneliness, Fearfulness, And hatefulness Hang over me like a coat soaked from the rain. It is heavy and uncomfortable but too wet that I can’t peel it off my tired skin.
By elissa hiester8 years ago in Poets
Mass Confliction
A new day A new leaf - A new moon too soon - Once again the cycle begins - A new start a new Heart and yet so much
By MaryEllen Jaubert8 years ago in Poets
Them
Why does everyone talk about each other But at the same time coming together Which is it? People bash each other everyday
By Benita Gonzalez8 years ago in Poets
La Cassiopeia
The soul is the piece of body which is missing. We pace through life meaning to occupy our time with trivial matters. We let go of instinct and trust purely in reason.
By Justin Crossland8 years ago in Poets