Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
so now what? it happened, he's in and we're out. or are we? what if solidarity didn't cost your lifestyle, risks that got us in a permanent pothole?
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Poets
In this winter, no winter appears, Like early spring, Day and night, In January, where frost Should bite my cheek. Nature’s recharging,
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Poets
I hope you rise from the rot tomorrow darling The soil doesn’t need your nourishment just yet I know your eyes are shriveled from crying but your tear ducts have more to be said
By Ecarg Nosiveabout a year ago in Poets
We can't all be above average. I mean seriously, let's face it. We weren't all made to be the cream of the cream of the crop.
By Colleen Waltersabout a year ago in Poets
Had I but rhymes, ever rugged and coarse, Fit for this bleak tale, I might sweeten The sting of piteous truth, wooing the
By John Coxabout a year ago in Poets
*PLEASE LISTEN TO THE SOUND WHILE YOU READ MY POEM ;)* ~ There's a needle threading my mind, stitching together thoughts I can't comprehend.
By Kodahabout a year ago in Poets
Not a word in the five years I had been away, Now no words can be uttered again. Your prayers were to leave before my ailing dad,
By Sid Aaron Hirjiabout a year ago in Poets
just sat down just read the news of the passing of David Lynch From Twin Peaks to Mulholland Drive Wild at Heart to Lost Highway
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets
I’m sorry I treat you so badly how I did and still do, treat you --- you need more than I give you yet there was a time that I gave you too much
By Isabella Walkerabout a year ago in Poets
Standing outside in the midday, staring back at me through a thin screen door. Simply waiting for the screen to crack and for something else, I don't know.
By Rachael Anraabout a year ago in Poets
We really must stop worrying about upward mobility And start questioning the height of the bloody ladder Isn't a certain consensus on this score quite firm?
By D. J. Reddallabout a year ago in Poets
Don't you trouble your pretty little heart about your pace; remember the tortoise mastered the task at hand and won the race...🐢
By Tiffany Gordonabout a year ago in Poets
