Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
It is my anniversary How do I celebrate 365 days of Bipolar 1 Depression? Broken Stalled Despite my hospitalisations I have failed to establish safety, then recovery
By Pauline Fountain9 days ago in Poets
When I look in your eyes, I see an entire world reflected back at me. * Twin galaxies filled with stars. Glimmering with possibility
By Bradley Ramsey8 days ago in Poets
There's a cat in my room. I cannot find the broom. I Think it ran in my closet. I shut the door, But maybe I should lock it.
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)10 days ago in Poets
~ if this is the only one I get (and it seems likely it is) I have no idea what to do with it anymore, started off with god and woman
By Heather Hubler9 days ago in Poets
It’s coming back or was it make believe, it’s coming back couldn’t see the forest thru the trees, it’s coming back was it a trend that never settled in -
By Jacqueline Elaine Hudson9 days ago in Poets
i am living fully i see what is here and feel deep wonder i love simple pleasures and sit still long enough to enjoy them
By Kristen Balyeat9 days ago in Poets
In distant lands, Where contrasting flavours meet on a dusty path, Innocence and boldness intertwine, Forging new values from timeless styles.
By Moon Desert9 days ago in Poets
The people in charge of us are all assholes, A result of corruption by ultimate power. We’ve handed Them free reign over the controls,
By J. Otis Haas9 days ago in Poets
I can’t remember the last time I truly said goodbye. Or if I ever did— when would have been the moment? Was it when I was sixteen,
By Natasha Collazo14 days ago in Poets
The forest breathes. Inhale. And the cool air rushes into every bronchus Coloured with the scent of rain From just moments before.
By TYC11 days ago in Poets
Once upon a dry stick of hope, When empathy is gone, Told to cope with pains and falls Until we snap under bricks Meant to keep us safe from uncertainty.
By Caitlin Charlton10 days ago in Poets
I can’t sleep because I’m stressed My mind won’t slow at night Work tension keeps me pressed I’m tired before daylight
By Rick Henry Christopher 14 days ago in Poets
