Most recently published stories in Poets.
She had a lot going on, she did. But she didn't let that get the best of her. She was beautiful like no one knew she was. Even though she had a way to smile and keep her pain hidden, none of what was going on around her truly fulfilled her happiness.
By Auburn Dawn9 years ago in Poets
Not only were you my first love, But you were also my first heartbreak When we were together, you would make my heart ache
By Jade Millard9 years ago in Poets
So our dog, Kippur, He thinks he's human, that he's in charge. When we're wrestling, You cannot tell who's side he is on, who he is protecting.
By Crystal Korpan9 years ago in Poets
Empty. Vessel of self. Too busy filling everyone's tea cup You let your well run dry. Linked up in the seams Of anxiety and withered dreams
By Sydney robinson9 years ago in Poets
Bloodless, Alabaster silk, Spineless, can't get off mom's milk, She says I tuck boys in too tight, Maybe she's right,
By Jade Dawson9 years ago in Poets
Define beauty. In a sense, beauty is a combination of qualities, such as shape, color, or form... all of which pleases sight. Shape. Beauty needs shape.
Every quiet, Each of our own ... Every cold, No wind blow ... The ceiling is not glowing, Clutching it with a dense fog ...
By hero polo9 years ago in Poets
You don't like the truth? That I know about you too? I speak it, You just don't want to hear it. Sorry, did my back hurt your knife, when you stabbed me just right?
Branches dancing in the gentle breeze Showing their pickings to the birds and bees Sunlight warming the blooming crop As juicy fruits are ready to drop
By Michelle Bridges9 years ago in Poets
Gaze into my looking glass tell me what you see Can you see the woman that is dying to be free? Perhaps you see the devil with scaled dragon skin
By Roxy Heart9 years ago in Poets
Sweat... Dripping swiftly In the middle of the heat, In the middle of the desert, Do not know the south ... north All I know is just keep going
In a world full of daisies, she was a wildflower A warrior, who’s voice could not be silenced With a storm in her eyes, her strength could move mountains
By Nicole (Nikki) M.9 years ago in Poets
