Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
I tried to write it all down, but the words were being evasive. Describe my feelings, during the meltdown. but my mood, only got in the way.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
h e a v i n e s s embedded d e e p into my b o n e s i t s presence went u n n o t i c e d until I s t a r e d
By Kristen Balyeat3 years ago in Poets
When You was my Boo🖤 * Frozen Daiquiri, Him next to me, Kissing on my cheek... * Falling Fast asleep. * I dreamt the sweetest Dreams,
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)3 years ago in Poets
You came at me, little man, with your two-inch knife. You thought you would steal my purse. You thought you would end the night in profit,
By Ruth Stewart3 years ago in Poets
In shadows dim, where silence lingers still, I hear your words, a longing to fulfill. Forgive my absence, a brief interlude,
By Jazmin Fernandez3 years ago in Poets
Young Black and Free. These are the words that best describe me and the best way to be. Young Black and Free. This means I rise up from the mud knowing I’m a descendant of royal blood.
By Joe Patterson3 years ago in Poets
…the firstborn daughter of a firstborn daughter. I never stood a chance.
By Chloë J.3 years ago in Poets
Days in the breeze, bare feet running along streams Indigo blue midnights, bon fires under the stars Sleepy mornings, hands wrapping around, warm cups of coffee
By The Invisible Writer3 years ago in Poets
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space Or so they say Within the depths Of star-scattered galaxies Floating in this aeonian void
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran3 years ago in Poets
‘Wasted Love' is a collection of poetry and prose about the different types of romantic love and heartbreak. It encompasses an array of feelings and thoughts in a relatable yet awe-filled way.
By Poppy 3 years ago in Poets
"Dip it in chocolate," they said. "It’ll be fun," they said. "Sweet, sexy deliciousness," they said. Exact words. "Spice things up." S-u-u-u-r-r-e.
By The Dani Writer3 years ago in Poets
Sweep the pennies off the street tonight to make way for the limousine the gold, the fist, the knife between the teeth the fool with doves in his sleeves——and the bleed
By Justin Keeling3 years ago in Poets
