Story Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction
This section is for story poems about dreams and fantasy; fiction poetry born out of a creative imagination. This includes poems about the writer's aspirations and the life they wish they led, or a person they wish they could be. Along with poetry about fictional characters and made up situations, taking place in this world or within the realm of fantasy. The "story poems" category also includes science fiction and fanfiction poems.
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
Today 1:11am
Today 1:11am
The Great Escape Chapter 18, Part 9 of 9
#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
9 reads
1 Comment
SweetBobbyBlu
Easin On In
Easin On In
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:29pm
Yesterday 5:29pm
Black Dog Red
How to get known without recognition?
A collision of thoughts, near a decision.
Black Dog Red to, Feed My Head,
confirm wake up with gibberish said.
Now fight us a good fight through all the debris.
That’s it,
to the edge of the storm where your life’s on a tree.
We know it’s a storm like in Wizard of Oz.
It was written in contracts with highlighted clause.
We’re adding subtraction to help this make sense.
So, drop your defense.
Your shoulders feel tense.
You may feel like you teeter on top of a fence.
Now a...
A collision of thoughts, near a decision.
Black Dog Red to, Feed My Head,
confirm wake up with gibberish said.
Now fight us a good fight through all the debris.
That’s it,
to the edge of the storm where your life’s on a tree.
We know it’s a storm like in Wizard of Oz.
It was written in contracts with highlighted clause.
We’re adding subtraction to help this make sense.
So, drop your defense.
Your shoulders feel tense.
You may feel like you teeter on top of a fence.
Now a...
#dreams
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0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:59pm
Yesterday 1:59pm
Under the moon light
Here I am as I am in a place of pure calmness and tranquility, with the quiteness of the moon reflection, upon the peaceful waters, as they flow so peacefully up stream. For sure it's here and now I feel the tension leaving my mind, and heart and spiritual subconsciousness of my soul. As it eliminates to the point there's no hurt and no pain, only the deepness of being replaced by the sounds of the quiet waters, drifting with the winds of time. For even as I feel this great sensation, I begin to inhale and exhale out the negativity, from my subconscious of my deepest thoughts of healing,...
#clouds
#countryside
#nature
#river
#sky
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nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:38am
Yesterday 3:38am
The Great Escape Chapter 18, Part 8 of 9
#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
10 reads
1 Comment
Pishashee
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 10:58pm
2nd Mar 2025 10:58pm
Evergreen Meadow: D-Block Chronicles. Chapters 3 & 4
Chapter 3:
Whispers of Change
The Spring Bloom Festival had passed, leaving Evergreen Meadow revitalized. Yet, a sense of unease lingered.
The D-Block elements, despite their contributions, were still haunted by something deep within.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the meadow, Zinc approached Ironside.
Zinc is a D-Block element, just like the others, and so shares a common background with the rest. Zinc is known for his protective qualities, often used in galvanizing to prevent corrosion; a...
Whispers of Change
The Spring Bloom Festival had passed, leaving Evergreen Meadow revitalized. Yet, a sense of unease lingered.
The D-Block elements, despite their contributions, were still haunted by something deep within.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the meadow, Zinc approached Ironside.
Zinc is a D-Block element, just like the others, and so shares a common background with the rest. Zinc is known for his protective qualities, often used in galvanizing to prevent corrosion; a...
#fiction
#science
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Pishashee
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 9:11pm
2nd Mar 2025 9:11pm
Evergreen Meadow: D-Block Chronicles.
Chapter 2:
The Spring Bloom Rescue
In the heart of Evergreen Meadow, lived the elements of the D-Block, each now a creature of the wood, their prison days a distant, shadowed memory. But even in this peaceful haven, the harsh winter had left its mark.
The annual Spring Bloom Festival, a celebration of new life, was threatened. Ice-laden branches lay scattered, paths were blocked by drifts, and the remnants of last autumn's vibrant blooms were now withered and buried beneath a blanket of frost.
The meadow's inhabitants, usually so...
The Spring Bloom Rescue
In the heart of Evergreen Meadow, lived the elements of the D-Block, each now a creature of the wood, their prison days a distant, shadowed memory. But even in this peaceful haven, the harsh winter had left its mark.
The annual Spring Bloom Festival, a celebration of new life, was threatened. Ice-laden branches lay scattered, paths were blocked by drifts, and the remnants of last autumn's vibrant blooms were now withered and buried beneath a blanket of frost.
The meadow's inhabitants, usually so...
#learning
#scifi
#success #support
#success #support
54 reads
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nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 1:59pm
2nd Mar 2025 1:59pm
The Great Escape Chapter 18, Part 7 of 9
#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
16 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
1st Mar 2025 12:22pm
1st Mar 2025 12:22pm
The Co-Ed Killer
Young Edmund Kemper would decapitate his sister's cats
Hated his mother, which led to many violent spats
He'd play out his own death in grisly roles
Murdered his grandparents at 15 years old
He honed this facade in the coming years
While his private world contained much darker ideas
After only 5 years in a state facility
He fooled them all, with politeness & civility
Between May 1972 and April 1973
Kemper murdered 8 people, You can say that's a killing spree
A claw hammer to the head and a penknife slit her throat
The murder of...
Hated his mother, which led to many violent spats
He'd play out his own death in grisly roles
Murdered his grandparents at 15 years old
He honed this facade in the coming years
While his private world contained much darker ideas
After only 5 years in a state facility
He fooled them all, with politeness & civility
Between May 1972 and April 1973
Kemper murdered 8 people, You can say that's a killing spree
A claw hammer to the head and a penknife slit her throat
The murder of...
#MentalHealth
#murder
#nonfiction
#PopCulture
#violence
68 reads
11 Comments
wallyroo92
Bumped 1st Mar 2025 5:42am
6th Oct 2019 8:36am
6th Oct 2019 8:36am
The Window in the Third Floor
He feels a chill down his spine as he walks through the door. The music is loud, the air is warm and everyone seems in a trance as they dance into the night.
He has keen sense of smell and yet amidst the alcohol, the mix of colognes and perfumes that fill the air there is something different about this club. Almost everyone seems Goth, but that’s ok with him, last month he had visited a place that was country and the month before that an all 80s retro club. But he still can’t put his finger on about this place. Everyone was beautiful, dancing as the bass from the speakers...
He has keen sense of smell and yet amidst the alcohol, the mix of colognes and perfumes that fill the air there is something different about this club. Almost everyone seems Goth, but that’s ok with him, last month he had visited a place that was country and the month before that an all 80s retro club. But he still can’t put his finger on about this place. Everyone was beautiful, dancing as the bass from the speakers...
#scary
#vampires
#ShortStory #werewolves
#ShortStory #werewolves
656 reads
2 Comments
SweetBobbyBlu
Easin On In
Easin On In
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 4:39pm
28th Feb 2025 4:39pm
From the Palm, of the 69th Poet (Epic Erotic Rhyme)
#dirty
#erotic
#porn #sex
#porn #sex
74 reads
3 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 10:43am
28th Feb 2025 10:43am
MAN DOWN, MAN DOWN
Pigs came to the crack house last night
All the crack dealers and addicts scattered like roaches throwing their stash over the cement wall
The cops shined their little lights and tried to find the stash bags
But to no avail
The pigs rolled out and chased two dudes down the street
They ran one guy down who was crossing the street
When the cop got out of the car to see what he has done, another crack dealer shot the cop right in the face
"MAN DOWN, MAN DOWN"
That's what I heard from another cop on a CB Radio
Total carnage
Total mayhem ...
All the crack dealers and addicts scattered like roaches throwing their stash over the cement wall
The cops shined their little lights and tried to find the stash bags
But to no avail
The pigs rolled out and chased two dudes down the street
They ran one guy down who was crossing the street
When the cop got out of the car to see what he has done, another crack dealer shot the cop right in the face
"MAN DOWN, MAN DOWN"
That's what I heard from another cop on a CB Radio
Total carnage
Total mayhem ...
#city
#death
#drugs
#violence
#war
65 reads
8 Comments
MasterG
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 4:32am
28th Feb 2025 4:32am
The Brat
I am short with him
The outcome is grim
My response is late
I put out some bait
His calls are unanswered
It will be a disaster
I await his return
I am sure it will burn
I am his brat
I avoid his chat
He knows what I desire
I will not be a cryer
He becomes more demanding
I simpley avoid his branding
He comes through the door
I am kneeling on the floor
His steps are of power
He stands above me as a tower
Are we such a brat
Maybe you need a smack
Taking my hand
He leads me to my fait ...
The outcome is grim
My response is late
I put out some bait
His calls are unanswered
It will be a disaster
I await his return
I am sure it will burn
I am his brat
I avoid his chat
He knows what I desire
I will not be a cryer
He becomes more demanding
I simpley avoid his branding
He comes through the door
I am kneeling on the floor
His steps are of power
He stands above me as a tower
Are we such a brat
Maybe you need a smack
Taking my hand
He leads me to my fait ...
#conflict
#UnrequitedLove
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