Tags : death

a concept

a concept

A Poem by ymz


suicide tw, self harm tw, me talking about my "fear" of death
I have no time

I have no time

A Poem by Sylvia Chika


I have no time Stop bothering me! I have no time I’ll see you tomorrow I have no time Why do you keep asking? I have no time..
He went where she could not follow

He went where she could not follow

A Story by JaineDoe


He promised he never would.
There sits a girl all alone

There sits a girl all alone

A Poem by Cherry


Fiction poem for the inner demons to devour.
G-R-O-U-N-D

G-R-O-U-N-D

A Poem by Lauren


Lord I want to you to bend down and touch the groundTake the darkened plans into your handsIn the soil is where I layyou'll find my soul therePress yo..
Defence

Defence

A Story by HoWiE


A young father vows to defend his family to the very end...
Burt

Burt

A Poem by Randy Johnson


DEDICATED TO BURT REYNOLDS (1936-2018) WHO DIED ON SEPTEMBER 6, 2018.
Happenings

Happenings

A Poem by Baibhab Bose


Within ourselves a hint of the egg of a primary God burns like everything is coming to an end. And also what 'everything' means for us. Beyond the sha..
The Devil Rides

The Devil Rides

A Poem by The Iron Horseman


A vision of the impending apocalypse...
Cold of Death

Cold of Death

A Poem by Ray Gal


is death the only way to end this pain?
Two Lost Days

Two Lost Days

A Poem by Earl Schumacker


A Quintain poem. What ever happened to Sunday and Monday?....How about a trip to the sun?
Today And Tomorrow

Today And Tomorrow

A Poem by Arriam


I'm Sad and I also feel bad having nothing on this account
In The Dark Reaches

In The Dark Reaches

A Poem by Arriam


...it may be over but insecurity isn't ever over ayy
My Last Request

My Last Request

A Poem by Arriam


I hope that this will make it to its intended. I hope against it as well. I've got a lot of useless hope left. Inspired by "Closure" by Teeya.
Hot Chocolate

Hot Chocolate

A Poem by Arriam


i'm happier.
Where will I be

Where will I be

A Poem by friendlyneighborhoodwrite..


My first ever poem, prose would not fit my feelings when I wrote it so I just tried something new
The Woman on the train

The Woman on the train

A Story by Will Neill


Walter Hope's life revolves around routine,he hates stepping on sidewalk cracks, avoids walking under ladders and idle small talk. That is until he me..