Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
I just saw you, and my heart broke in seconds. Not being able to talk to me, to say those sweet and lovely words: "How are you? How is your family? When are you coming? I am okay..."
By Ina Zeneli12 months ago in Poets
You have your reasons Nobody questions that You have your stories We all heard it You have your sentiments Some believe it
By Ann ☕️12 months ago in Poets
Mentally Destroyed By You Mentally destroyed by you. My mind, my bones, fractured, broken. Bruises faded but stay in my mind.
By Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
Who am I? Did you not see my tears pouring down my bruised face? Did you not hear me scream while I faded, Like a vampire afraid to face the night?
By Carol Ann Townend12 months ago in Poets
“That’s the thing about depression: A human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight. But depression is so insidious, and it compounds daily, that it’s impossible to ever see the end.” ― Elizabeth Wurtzel
By Paul Stewart12 months ago in Poets
A container, rust-bitten, half-eaten by the sun, sitting alone like it’s always been here. Like it belongs. - People come here to disappear.
By Iris Obscura12 months ago in Poets
When it rains, you will know who will give you an umbrella. Only when something goes wrong do you truly understand who is sincere to you.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing12 months ago in Poets
-*- She was looking for a smile to match her own, she's been waiting for a sign that gives her hope; and after all these many years she finally found
By Alex Torres12 months ago in Poets
Waves of rationality and sanity overtake my aspirations to be Free Willing to swim past the known edges but The Great Wall of reality fills my vision.
By Mo Darasi12 months ago in Poets
Looking back, you were an outlet for things I couldn't say Even on a lost track, you kept collecting all the pain that wouldn't fade
By Harydo Neon12 months ago in Poets
Reframing my mind a thousand times in one week. Reality splits wherever I go. There’s art defying rating, funny and scary
By Moon Desert12 months ago in Poets
O Canada Our home and native land. True patriot love, not for your tiny, orange hands. With hockey sticks and curling stones,
By Cathy holmes12 months ago in Poets
