Most recently published stories in Poets.
I. As Greek Physician, Hippocrates, said and I quote: "Let food be thy medicine and medicine be thy food. " II. And pick your fancy:
By Tabitha Odutayo8 years ago in Poets
I am a fighter, I am a hater, I am a lover, and I am a forgiver. But do not dare call me condescending or a hypocrite. Watch where you are walking along my path.
By R.A. Hudson8 years ago in Poets
She is the reason I stopped crying Because she speaks to me and her words tear through my sadness like an army of panthers.
By Sean Jacque-Johnson8 years ago in Poets
The end of my days will come from jumping off a cliff for you. But really you pushed me off. I know your twisted ways. Where a friend's a friend until you're done.
By Becca Desta8 years ago in Poets
"Green is such an ugly colour" Dont tempt me Dont deprive yourself of sanity. Sit on all of them The things with roots and feel them grow around you
By 8 years ago in Poets
Love me daddy Love me please Love me daddy Today I scraped my knees The neighborhood boys They chased me After I fell down
By Stephanie Keesee8 years ago in Poets
Every word a spider’s web, that catches thoughts like flies. And consumes them there in part and while, until each thought's sucked dry.
By Rauce The-sauce8 years ago in Poets
You tell me you're my friend but you're really a coward, After everything you put me through and you got up and left. They say you can rely on your friends and family but all that's left is dust like powder,
By Helena Sparks8 years ago in Poets
my biggest fear is that i'll spend my whole life waiting for something to happen, something to change, something to put the pieces together.
By Megan Lechelt8 years ago in Poets
Grip I can feel it slipping My grip is loosening I can’t hold on much longer I can see reality fading As the nightmares consume
By MorbidlyCuteAriel Lynn8 years ago in Poets
Life is a breeze or so it seems Most days I want to chase my dreams My mind is in chaos lost in the sea I'm drowning in emotions that won't leave me be
By Samantha Clifton8 years ago in Poets
It gets to a point where I really cannot handle it. My mind tells my body to give up And my body then feels weak. And I become powerless.
By Alicia Del Re8 years ago in Poets
