Stories tagged “existential”

  • E is for Existential

    Without thinking, or with really fast thinking I couldn’t track, I bolted from the portapotty. The woman had noticed the gate and the undulating mass of eager hands emerging from behind it. “Run left!” I screamed as I sprinted to my r...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • An Hour South of Nowhere

    “It’s getting dark,” she said. “Don’t worry, I will help you find your way,” he reassured her. He tightened his hold on her hand and smiled sincerely. She looked down to his bare feet as they made contact with the co...

    • Author: rmarkyates
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • the violent silence

    She was watching him, waiting “You don’t know,” he started, “the silence, its killing me inside. I’m dying. The silence, isn’t it affecting you? Or am I the only one going insane?” The coffee was now resolved to a ring at the bottom of hi...

  • Rotational Rationale

    When the heart persists You don’t feel the planet’s Tremendous twists Until it lifts away And you no longer exist In its night and day.

  • Existential

    Within a world Lips curled Tight to the tongue Exhaling a lung Of swirled words— They come unclung From this conscience I’m among.

  • The Bride

    It’s laying before me, polished, brand new. It even smells like a new car but then again it’s the formaldehyde. You can’t tell she’s artificial, I kept myself from using organic materials as they would eventually rot. I discover...

  • Last Words

    “As mortals watch the day, colossal rains fall into the emptiness.” Those were the last words he had said as he died, and I’d never understood them until now that I stood at the edge of everything, invisible in my raiment of rags. Lig...

  • Air Over Open Water

    The leaves are numerous, Noon illuminated, Nearly neon green, Consuming light the clouds can’t catch— While the wind’s whims Dance branches like puppet limbs With systems of cool air (the canyon’s companion) Quick to rollick lif...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • running

    When they arrived at the scene blood was already running down my cheek and I knew my time was short and that I was about to die soon so I thought back about my sad short seventeen years spent on this earth and I thought hard about the ways I spent my t...

    • Author: punpun
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
  • 11:11

    11:11 i’d wish for happiness but my soul’s too heavy to jump for joy. it stares through windows types in small caps dreams through stained glass and in porcelain houses it seeks meaning, and finds nothing but a trace a trace like a number...

    • Author: punpun
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • sorry (Mature)

    sorry i’m sorry i’ll stop i’ll stop being poetic apologetic, nostalgic art is dead. romance is dead. faith is dead, much like I am i’ve been dead for months and months don’t bask in the warmth of half-hearted sentiments th...

    • Author: punpun
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
  • deep

    this poem doesn’t mean anything really now, this poem doesn’t mean anything you can delve past the surface kick past the currents of stanzas and line breaks, the arbitrary schools of diction but you will find nothing as this poem doesnR...

    • Author: punpun
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
  • (6) Confined Sunshine

    Who goes in the shadows? You there. Are you there? where black hole’s freeze the rolling waves and warm breeze of time’s coastline? Tied-tight-n-outta-sight in no time. That’s why I’m unconfined—— so is your mind. We’re not bein...