Prose

This Is The "Correct Procedure" - I Don't Value Your Opinion - Tell Me What To Say Then !!!!
During the 1800's, perhaps 1900's - I decided I wanted an Education !? During the 1800's, perhaps 1900's - I decided I wanted an Education !?
By 365poetryabout 3 hours ago in Poets
Unveiling
A piece about reclaiming personal power, setting boundaries, and letting go. An embodied and paced descent into the depths and rhythms of our emotionality. An exploration of hurt and reflection along a broader journey to honesty—the evolution from disillusionment to self-empowerment—only to resurface into awareness, revealing the process of transformation. It introduces vulnerability by way of change, self-expression, release, and renewal, and with clear reclamation. Layered, introspective, and ever-so whimsical, this prose highlights the movement through hardship into self-empowerment. The writer hopes to invite curiosity, thoughtfulness, and connection. This is not a romanticization of pain, nor is it a therapeutic how-to. It is simply, my truth.
By Ph03n1xR1s1nG23about 13 hours ago in Poets
Beneath the Magnifying Glass
The soft shuttering of wings, like lips upon a cloud approach the light; that singular call. A beckoning like a blaze, a heat like an embrace,
By Amanda Starksabout 23 hours ago in Poets
The Settling
Lyrically—sign, atone / atom / Adam— a cracked apple bleeds its proof: sweetness first, then the settling truth. If it was ever worth the devil, stand—
By LUCCIAN LAYTHa day ago in Poets
Before "The Person" Sitting Next To Me - I Found The Most Attractive - "Pledge" ............... I Found It
I pledge, I knew better - I will learn better !? I pledge, I knew better than the person sitting next to me !? I pledge - you said you should, would, could !?
By 365poetrya day ago in Poets
After Having A "HEART" - To "HEART"........ I Have A Vision Of NO Children----------------------------- DO You Have The Same !?
I sat down for 900 hundreds hours, musky dirty - without FOOD and WATER !? I sat down talking to myself making sure I know for a fact that I'm not with anything that says I am stressed like that !?
By 365poetrya day ago in Poets
Walking
I wonder the earth Haunted by memories A mental disease of unforgeting Weeping over unrealized futures Uncomfortable in every place and setting
By Atomic Historiana day ago in Poets
Motherly
Sometimes I can see through my own skin and I don’t like the way the light shines behind it like an egg under a heat lamp
By Olivia Dodgea day ago in Poets
Eyes Half-Closed, Flame Half-Lit: A Riverside Morning Blues
Eyes Half-Closed, Flame Half-Lit: A Riverside Morning Blues I woke up today intending to write a "purge story" something to drive the Shadow Man spirits out of the corners. But the system was not ready for the dark, so I ditched the ghosts and looked at the sunshine instead.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli a day ago in Poets
When Silence Watches You
At night, when everything goes quiet, why does your mind get louder? The room feels full even when I’m alone. I stop moving— but something doesn’t.
By Rohit Kalsariya a day ago in Poets
BLUE Was The Name Of A Mental Patient - --------- Blue He's In The Sky Now --- With You
I kept trying to explain that I am never with children !? I kept trying to explain that travelling around the world makes NO sense if I see the same !?
By 365poetry2 days ago in Poets
Diamond & Burn
The beginning is always the same — not a moment, but a fracture of light on something I mistook for myself. Beneath a navy sky, I made a vow. I called it love. I called it forward. I was already running.
By LUCCIAN LAYTH2 days ago in Poets