Most recently published stories in Poets.
"The Prince Is Dead..." The word is out with a gasp of their breath. “I can’t believe his gone, and so very swift.” “He was such a good man” all those that knew him said.
By Steven Baldry9 years ago in Poets
Like a thief in the night, it has arrived This day, this moment, this hour, I am not surprised Maybe I am, but actually hid it pretty good
By Harydo Neon9 years ago in Poets
Sssh! Hush! I'm hiding from love. It has this obsession with me. Love moans for me to hold it close, then screams to be set free.
By Bonnie Simpson9 years ago in Poets
This song is for all the women of the world, You are appreciated we love you girls. This song is dedicated to you, You're perfect in all you do.
By K.C. Sanchez9 years ago in Poets
He's So Perfect... He was just so breath-taking. When we looked at each other it was about decision making. My heart was his for the taking. He made me laugh from my very soul. It was written in Destiny's Scroll our hearts were meant to be a whole. When I heard the alarm clock ring, it was then I knew he was only a dream and I was left with my heart aching.
By Lauren P.9 years ago in Poets
Life, so short, yet seems like it's taking forever We live life as though we own it and decide it But we fail to neglect life's worst enemy, Time.
O granola steeped in milk and honey O most perfect apricot wrinkled thumbprint of the sun float miraculous in my 2% and make my stomach
By Daisy Lennon9 years ago in Poets
I can still feel it. The fire exuding from your eyes, piercing my skin. The graceful magnetism of our bodies, colliding into one.
By Ashley Ellen9 years ago in Poets
You put the con in conversation You are with my words While my words are with you And your words trade your head for mine
By Conjury9 years ago in Poets
I need some substance reluctantly ready trying to keep my hand steady my body now feels heavy in two minutes flat I am prepared to flatline
By Marc McAlister9 years ago in Poets
THERE’S A REVOLUTION OF CHANGE GOING THROUGH OUR LAND PLANES ARE FLYING OVER MACHINE GUNS IN OUR HANDS BIRDS ARE FALLING FROM THE SKY
By David Avner9 years ago in Poets
No more! Let us speak no more of loss Of pain and heartache Of trembling lips and blurred vision It is a great travesty to the one you've lost
By Malik Mor9 years ago in Poets
