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A Lost Object's Lament
In pockets deep, no longer held, A forgotten friend, a story quelled. A button nose, once bright and bold, Now lost and cold, a tale untold.
By Aliyu Mustapha2 years ago in Poets
Broken Heart Shards
Broken Heart Shards You held my heart in shuddering hands, completely clear, fragile, a magnum opus of delicacy. However, it got past you,
By Rony Sutradar2 years ago in Poets
Death and I had a rendezvous. . Content Warning.
Scrambling through my ecstasies, I stumbled across the depths of blue, On my way to my deathbed, I and Death had a rendezvous.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Shadow of Night. AI-Generated.
Shadow of Night Part 1: The Legend of the Lost City The darkness of the night was spread over Altinova like a blanket. The sound of footsteps echoing through the town's narrow stone-paved streets indicated that a person was hurrying forward. The flickering light of the lantern in his hand illuminated half of his face, while the other half disappeared into the darkness. That person was Elara, the town's young bookstore. Elera was on her way to an old ruin on the outskirts of town. What drove him on this journey was just one myth: the Legend of the Lost City.
By Stories by AI2 years ago in Poets
Angie’s Antics again…
Nobody’s going to rope me into Ten-Pin Bowling! I’ve celebrated lots of birthdays in my time… been around a while Every single game made me feel like screaming… howling!
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶2 years ago in Poets
The Bridge
Everyone marvels at your beauty and grandeur How you span the gap with such grace They wonder at your strength That is
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Awakening Spring
In dawn’s embrace, the whispering winds play, Heralding the birth of a new spring day. The world awakens with a gentle sigh,
By Samuel F2 years ago in Poets
enable. Content Warning.
drag me along reach into my throat plunging poison reap my deeds and watch them boil eat myself alive just trying to get rid of it
By Belle2 years ago in Poets
Unicorn Light
One night, when it was shady all around, Suddenly, there was light. I look around to see what I have found, And it is Unicorn Light.
By Jessica Phoenix2 years ago in Poets
Centuries, Divided . Top Story - June 2024.
U wot m8? U don’t talk proper. I most c'rtainly doth! P'rhaps t is thee. Wot u tryin say? That I talk wrung?
By Elizabeth Butler2 years ago in Poets
yes. Content Warning.
that boy is back in town. you know what they say when he is around, things get 'complicated' as a passive status, not making any miracles.
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
Nine lives and counting
The words rang ominously in my head: Autopsy Airborne Clear Rope Curl "What's with the acronym and initialism",
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Poets