Prose

If I Left Here Tomorrow
If I left here tomorrow Would you even notice? Or would you just notice all the unpaid bills All of the uncooked meals
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Ethereal Wanderer. Content Warning.
In fields of gold, where wildflowers sway, There danced a girl with eyes like day. Her laughter rang like silver bells,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
A Tapestry of Friendship. Content Warning.
In the tapestry of life, friends are the threads, Binding our hearts in the loom of shared dreams. Through the highs and lows, their presence steads,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
I Was Okay with Being Coveted Property
It started early in our relationship. I was naive. My boyfriend and I went to a married friend’s (we’ll call him John) house for a small get-together with a few others to have a cook-out. The friend started to play “footsie” with me under the table. I didn’t return the affection. I was confused. I smiled; sure it wasn’t his intention. His gorgeous and kind wife was right there! I was flustered to think he would be so bold.
By KJ Aartila2 years ago in Poets
Lovely. Top Story - February 2024.
Held. I wiped tears from your eyes; we played your favourite song sung by Etta James. "At Last", your frail frame unfolded into my strong heart beat, not missing a step we made it almost to the end, before collapsing. Anguish pushed through a slight glimmer in your grey eyes, once again fever swept over you; I wiped your brow with a cool cloth, then like white chocolate in the afternoon sun, you melted away. Our love was a last dance, a promenade of bashful memories, tender as the fledgling free from it's warmth, flightless, featherless, starving, then fed. I longed for one dance more, yet time stole us in a heated breath; at last, you will be, forever lovely.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Poets
Echoes of Triumph. Content Warning.
In the realm of dreams where stars align, And aspirations soar, where hearts entwine, There lies a path, both winding and steep,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
Tho' the Tempest May Blow
While the air we breathe is shared in this space, The words we speak contrast. Utterances have no meaning until uptake, And what happens to them
By kp2 years ago in Poets
: "Heavenly Harmony"
The wind whispers in the starry night, the silver moon dances in the sky. Ancient secrets the night reveals, an eternal melody, nature jealous.
By Hendrik SancheZ2 years ago in Poets
A Journey Through Economic Realities
In a quaint suburb nestled amidst rolling hills, there lived a young couple, Emily and Jack, navigating the labyrinth of parenthood with their newborn son, Ethan. Like clockwork, their weekly routine included a pilgrimage to the local grocery store, a ritual marked by trepidation and anticipation in equal measure.
By Christopher Ezeh2 years ago in Poets
The Coin's Lament. Content Warning.
In vaults of steel, it gleams and gleams, The currency of dreams, of schemes, A force that drives the world's extremes,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
Amour in its grandest fashion
The virtues of the bounty existence falter in its firm stance, As the mellowed glance of beauty in its amorous rhythm strikes its dance.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Fat With Love
Drawn in In an unhealthy way I want to be with you every day I want to be fat with your love Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets