Writing

Collect My Tears

A Poem by Aiyana Andrew

*Collect my tears in a rain duct. I made them for you. Please do what you must with them, but don't use them as a river for you to flow across. that w..

Key To My Heart

A Poem by Chloe Powell

Poetry speaks for itself

The Phoenix

A Poem by Richard Mueller

Passioned renewed among the candle flames

The Tree

A Story by Shannon Pearce

A Metaphor for Love

Chains

A Story by Starkindler33

Its not really a story, just words that needed to come out.

Happiness Lost

A Poem by this old soul

A poem about self reflection

Shoo, Fly

A Poem by RSB

An incredibly short piece drawing a metaphor between two poor victims: an innocent little fly and a kind man who's done nothing wrong, nonetheless his..

The Forest.

A Poem by Thinking Anonymously

It is dark. The moonlight struggles to light my stage through windswept clouds, thick with rage as they pass by. The bones of the forest rattle and ..

Fire and Wind

A Poem by Tiarra

He whispers to me through the walls, He makes his presence known throughout the halls. The floor boards creak, My wick goes weak, I know he's he..

Wind Through Trees At Night

A Poem by Thinking Anonymously

Wind through trees at night, Blows to no one's delight, Blows to nobody here but me. Though the trees look impressed, By the winds moans and the r..

Moon is seen, in the sky

A Poem by Blake Kairos

This poem is free verse, doesn't have an official title, and is a sort of metaphor.

Ego

A Poem by Richard Mueller

Loving this

Imprinted Throne

A Poem by RSB

There you areSitting pretty upon thin, blackened, well-manufactured sheets.You’re dark, you’re bold, and you have no hesitation. That thro..

Charades

A Story by Violet

Me and my friends play charades on a Friday night in the summer

Only A Layer

A Poem by isabella

A gruesome conceit about what my past means to me.

Heart Full of Nails

A Poem by H.L. Cerveise

A metaphorical onomatopoeia poem or how to drive your grammar/spell checker insane See: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Onomatopoeia

Parts of You Fill My Empty Pockets

A Poem by Gabrielle Lyn

Parts of you fill my empty pocketsThey shake aroundnext to my keysThey don't take up too much spaceI am rarely aware of their weightAnd the ringing so..