Most recently published stories in Poets.
Sometimes we feel like we don't belong Why am I here, where is my song Whether you believe it or not you are here for a reason, the reason is to shine
By Pamella Reid9 years ago in Poets
That flinch you see when you raise your voice, you’re not imagining it, it is a scar of the past, a fingerprint pressed into the soft wax heart of a child,
By Amanda Frazier9 years ago in Poets
The dull pang in my heart aches ever so slightly. My heart thuds in my chest almost too painfully, rattling my ribcage and jumps up to my throat.
By Penny Campbell9 years ago in Poets
I am an unknown warrior Like many who lose their way I'm fighting for the freedom I hope to find one day I share the warrior's unknown gift
By Angie Wood9 years ago in Poets
I walk through the rain I walk the same route every day. I come into contact with you always And only today did I notice you properly.
By K S9 years ago in Poets
Keeping in mind… There are things yet to be fulfilled Love in its tendency To up and leave Without so much as a farewell
By Michael McArdle9 years ago in Poets
I want to tell you about my day every day. About everything I saw that made me smile because it reminded me of you. I want to be with you
By Amanda Hunt9 years ago in Poets
No one is truly here to wipe away your starlight tears, For that is not their purpose. No one is truly here to watch you for all these tiresome years,
By Jennay Hayden9 years ago in Poets
"A sea of clouds, fears and sorrows I cannot see my light in the sky And yet, she is above the same sea. Open my wings I must,
By Miguel Melo9 years ago in Poets
Waking up is supposed to be a gift, One of those miracles, However, I dread waking up, Living the day to day, What anxiety gets brought up this time,
By Noah Renee9 years ago in Poets
waves weaving fruits feeding blood bleeding trees breathing skies snowing winds blowing grains growing streams flowing
By DarDar Leo9 years ago in Poets
It bleeps, lights up, vibrates. Hello’s are exchanged at half-past-eight. The thumb calms the fit of excitement from the morning contact. Letters form upon the screen, buttons tapped. “Message Sending”.
