Stories tagged “POETRY”

  • Cursed Peoples (Mature)

    It’s a dangerous game we play The pieces are lives, the players are fate, and the rules are non-existant The world is run by sadists, played in by the blind, with the few who use their ears to hear the possessive merciless laughter If we aren&#...

  • A Stem of Thorns

    At the end of every stem of thorns is a magnificent rose. A rose with pedals of the brightest red. Behind every beautiful women, Is a past full of struggles. Below every stem of thorns are roots, These roots are strong and nourished. Supporting every b...

  • The Current and the Breeze (Part 1)

    Waves move by the Current’s demands, Without fail and without falter. For the Current is strong and full of pride, His thoughts and mind could not be altered. He ruled the waves for years and years, Morals and flaws never the question. Many revel...

  • The Current and the Breeze (Part 2)

    (Continued) He gazed upon the song of his heart, With eyes relentless. He must obtain the apple of his eye, No matter the sentence. So he stripped himself of his power, To the waves unexpected. He shed the pride bounding him to sorrow, He left himself ...

  • The Bay Window (Part 1)

    The shiver sent down my spine, As the storm started to paint. Outside the air is sharp and cuts my face, Still I trudge along through the chill. White engulfs me, dancing all around. It appears the clouds have descended to play. I am blinded to my surr...

  • The Bay Window (Part 2)

    (Continued) Mere moments pass. The air, still cold, stands still. The snow stops and watches. My soul found the path to home. Quickly I enter and shut the door behind me. Warmth rushes to greet me, I welcome it with a smile and open arms. I can see on...

  • The Bay Window (Part 3)

    (Continued) Luckily my home is quaint. Because I would search high and low, No boundary will ever keep me from her. That I am sure of. I travel through time as I walk, room to room. Through memories of laughter and happiness, But also memories of sadn...

  • The Bay Window (Part 4)

    (Continued) She turns to me as I step into the room. My heart skips a beat, I will forever be nervous. I feel an overwhelming sensation flow through my body, Love floods in. With a wispy smile she turns back to the window. I approach and sit behind her...

  • The Bay Window (Part 5)

    (Continued) As it is presented, With the love of my life, The angel of my Heaven, As we gaze, fixed out the Bay Window. The Bay Window, Which assists me in expressing, The true feeling I have inside. The true emotions that I feel The Bay Window. Which...

  • You Will Dream Again

    I am sorry. I truly am. In the beginning the flowers did bloom, And the sun did shine. I saw wonder in your eyes, I read love on you lips. Time is a fickle creature, She builds bridges and destroys them. All depending on the mood she is in. Time was no...

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    to be held by light speechless better than jesus. yeah. (fuck that) to be held by light li _ke stags like animals like brilliance of a growing, a forest’s blessing (a fairy!) from dizzy dark blood, ________________sin/muscle imbued scissor finge...

    • Author: Escapist
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Nightlight (Mature)

    Sweep your smugness under the rug miss perfect Cuz you’re just scratchin the surface. Venom flows into my workshop calling “KILL THE MOTHERFUCKERS”-Oh, hello darling. XOXO this one girl wrote, but I know that trope I guess it means so...

    • Author: Ttayw
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • Digital Eulogy

    I met a stranger on digital lands. I did not know him, nor did he know me. Death, he met in reality. I did not know death, nor did Death know me. And, with Death, he followed. I knew he deserted reality, I knew he abandoned digital lands. I did not kno...

    • Author: brevity
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Paths and Laughs

    I try to take the world in step, I hear the music in my head. Who said something? (Figurehead- it’s dead I figure) You twist and shout, You piss and pout— (The earth keeps cracking up my fixture) But you, you’ll never spit in my mouth...

    • Author: Ttayw
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • Elapse Ours (Mature)

    Hang with ceilings like a fan boredom body Staring sideways at the endless sea. And when I see the emerald waves It makes me think of shattered boundaries. Do the stars come crashing? (Perform some ritual task) Climb up off the carpet, and hope a coupl...

    • Author: Ttayw
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • Izza (Mature)

    Signal in the noise Noise in the signal- where’s the proof? In the thoughts you spoke In the emotions you wrote Define, malign, revise yourself Assess your status and your mental health. What’s taken as true was taken too soon By some red-e...

    • Author: Ttayw
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • Pen

    It lands acutely, absolutely. An albatross over a white ocean, wandering, wondering, nearer the horizon, eventually exhausted, exasperated. It is devoid of truth.

    • Author: brevity
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Insomniac

    your delicate smile it touches my weary heart; awake two hours more

    • Author: brevity
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • Lovely Love (Mature)

    A presence. A touch. A kiss. Essence overwhelms reason. Desire overwhelms foresight. Action overwhelms thought. They are together, Sharing their space. They are apart, Alone in their minds. They balance. They give. They take. They share. Two bodies fee...

    • Author: Zen Brau
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • Departure

    Stoically, silently, stupidly - 
little time to start a revolution -
 my heart grinds, as if mechanically. Gears turn – a glorious initiation. Eyelids flutter like a broken floodgate. Torrents of tears burst – asphyxiation. Smothered by...

    • Author: brevity
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Until Curtain Call (Poem)

    Arms wide, I reached for you— would we embrace, or not? Eyes turned, delivering my cue— few fish like to be caught. Naught have I that gleams or snares, my lures are made of dreams and thought. I freed you from your cares with cheerful laughter and...

    • Author: Robert Quick
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Cruel Casanova

    All those niceties, that calm demeanour, that amicable smile that lasts every hour, conceals a congenial reality, a personality - innocent, incognizant of a sinister duality projected by those eyes, like a mirage cunningly charming his deluded entourag...

    • Author: brevity
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Right, Left

    Wearing the right bra left her in a better state or probably not.

    • Author: brevity
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • Evening Sounds At Home

    Crinkling roll and clattering smash Silverware drawer refilled at last Plastic scrape and tapping out Sister measures the right amount Intermittent notes sustained As brother on piano strains Whispers numbers to himself A complex piece upon the shelf T...

    • Author: Jae
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • Limerick Cycle for "Pretentiouslimericks" (1/2)

    I’m a tutor who hails from Dubuke. There’s one student I’ve got to rebuke: Though I asked for a limer- Ick, there’s not a glimmer Of poetry from her; just look! Here’s her notebook she’s just handed in. Here’s ...