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.
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
Today 9:52pm
Today 9:52pm
Burial at Sea
Down we go
beneath the still waters
and below the current's flow
a slow parting wave
to where only demons will show,
to lie with the krakens
and the bones
of all that they know,
down to where no light can glow
no happiness nor laughter
where only the bitter and twisted
can grow,
for all family and friends, are left behind
there is nothing of comfort here
only weeds and tides of woe.
beneath the still waters
and below the current's flow
a slow parting wave
to where only demons will show,
to lie with the krakens
and the bones
of all that they know,
down to where no light can glow
no happiness nor laughter
where only the bitter and twisted
can grow,
for all family and friends, are left behind
there is nothing of comfort here
only weeds and tides of woe.
#death
#sea
#NaPoWriMo2020
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
Today 6:44pm
Today 6:44pm
War Zone
You don't know what it is, you don't know the deal
To hear shots at night, then hear tires squeal
Your mind starts racing, you're all confused
You can hear yourself praying, "please no more bad news"
Next comes the screams along with the running
I thought that they had stopped, but the shots keep coming
People are falling, racing past me
You jet into the house for roll call and a tally
Brenda's here all bubbly and bright
Yes! Be a good girl and you can sleep with me tonight
Sandra's here hogging the phone
Constantly...
To hear shots at night, then hear tires squeal
Your mind starts racing, you're all confused
You can hear yourself praying, "please no more bad news"
Next comes the screams along with the running
I thought that they had stopped, but the shots keep coming
People are falling, racing past me
You jet into the house for roll call and a tally
Brenda's here all bubbly and bright
Yes! Be a good girl and you can sleep with me tonight
Sandra's here hogging the phone
Constantly...
#children
#motherhood
#death #LifeStruggles
#death #LifeStruggles
7 reads
4 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
Today 6:37pm
Today 6:37pm
Werewolf
I don't need anybody showing me the flaws in my design
I think that I was born with a good heart, but a fucked up mind
Of course there are those that won't agree
They will only believe that I'm just truly being me
They just can see that there is a cloud that can come over a mind
Where sound doesn't travel and light doesn't shine
But in this world shit is amplified, I mean really turnt up
It's where the rain won't come down and the sun won't stay up
Faces all droop, like the paint running off the walls
My demon are hungry and I can hear...
I think that I was born with a good heart, but a fucked up mind
Of course there are those that won't agree
They will only believe that I'm just truly being me
They just can see that there is a cloud that can come over a mind
Where sound doesn't travel and light doesn't shine
But in this world shit is amplified, I mean really turnt up
It's where the rain won't come down and the sun won't stay up
Faces all droop, like the paint running off the walls
My demon are hungry and I can hear...
#dark
#sex
#funny #dirty
#funny #dirty
14 reads
2 Comments
the5thRiddler
Poem Published
Today 5:04pm
Today 5:04pm
The Ghost Snare: tsunami of pathetic word vomit
Carl said
“Listen...I’ve always loved Britain
Who in their right mind
would call this lovely little island
Cryptville insane asylum?
Didn’t read much of that book you’re reading
Is it yet another Good Nights Await sequel?
Anyway, in the hotel were three people in a room screaming
said go away to the people trying to help
but constant evil around them is what they were feeling
Again like a circle got cursing
said they were fine
wasn’t in there and it was
but said the elevators not working.”
“Listen...I’ve always loved Britain
Who in their right mind
would call this lovely little island
Cryptville insane asylum?
Didn’t read much of that book you’re reading
Is it yet another Good Nights Await sequel?
Anyway, in the hotel were three people in a room screaming
said go away to the people trying to help
but constant evil around them is what they were feeling
Again like a circle got cursing
said they were fine
wasn’t in there and it was
but said the elevators not working.”
#ShortStory
4 reads
takis1917
Poem Published
Today 3:39pm
Today 3:39pm
Today XXI
Today,
he started the day
immersing himself in the arts...
Three poems, he read
three poems by the master
the Alexandrian
scorned and dismissed by his time's pens...
One about Anthony
counting his last few breaths
in the beloved city...
Another with title in Latin
- CHE FECE... IL GRAN RIFIUTO -
regarding those refusing surrender...
The third of vivid memories
desiring mauve eyes
excited, palpating finger tips...
Inspired and moved
by the heavenly verses
the enchanting...
he started the day
immersing himself in the arts...
Three poems, he read
three poems by the master
the Alexandrian
scorned and dismissed by his time's pens...
One about Anthony
counting his last few breaths
in the beloved city...
Another with title in Latin
- CHE FECE... IL GRAN RIFIUTO -
regarding those refusing surrender...
The third of vivid memories
desiring mauve eyes
excited, palpating finger tips...
Inspired and moved
by the heavenly verses
the enchanting...
#parody
12 reads
1 Comment
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:03pm
Yesterday 6:03pm
Voyage In Crimson - Part 2
Personal Log: On board the U.S.S. Stanza
For every mission to a planet’s surface, I’m chosen
Because I’m the only one wearing the expendable hue
My shipmates avoid me, my love-life is frozen
Mother, incensed, is threatening to sue
Resorting to hiding when away team is called
In a head stall, waste shoot, or under a bed
“Where the hell is he?”
Barked the captain, when departure was stalled
Chief replies, “I don’t know maybe already dead.”
For every mission to a planet’s surface, I’m chosen
Because I’m the only one wearing the expendable hue
My shipmates avoid me, my love-life is frozen
Mother, incensed, is threatening to sue
Resorting to hiding when away team is called
In a head stall, waste shoot, or under a bed
“Where the hell is he?”
Barked the captain, when departure was stalled
Chief replies, “I don’t know maybe already dead.”
#anxiety
#universe
#stars
#scifi
#curse
20 reads
2 Comments
Morganpoet
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:46pm
Yesterday 12:46pm
OPEN THE DOOR
Do you see the ship
on the horizon?
Can you hear the men
upon the deck?
Now watch the mist
slowly surround them
as they disappear,
there is no wreck.
They set off early
to meet the sunrise,
they sang the songs
to bring the mist.
The time had come
to make the journey,
an impossible
urge to resist.
The ones who waited
on the shoreline
watched their visions
all throughout the day,
knowing the ones
who had crossed over
would send a message,
a sign to say.
They...
on the horizon?
Can you hear the men
upon the deck?
Now watch the mist
slowly surround them
as they disappear,
there is no wreck.
They set off early
to meet the sunrise,
they sang the songs
to bring the mist.
The time had come
to make the journey,
an impossible
urge to resist.
The ones who waited
on the shoreline
watched their visions
all throughout the day,
knowing the ones
who had crossed over
would send a message,
a sign to say.
They...
#culture
17 reads
1 Comment
missjem56
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:32am
Yesterday 11:32am
A Strange Tale, And An Even Stranger Tail!
A Strange Tale, And An Even Stranger Tail!
in a land
far far far away
lived a little tiny, incey wincey
hoojamawatchamacallitthingamybob
that spent all day
prancing
to scared of heights
to climb trees
and burrowing down holes
gave him the heebeejeebees
and when out walking in rough grass
worried about tripping over clods and such like
he couldn't swim, or paddle
so was scared of the sea
even though he lived inland
he refused to fly
even though he had wings
as was terrified of heights...
in a land
far far far away
lived a little tiny, incey wincey
hoojamawatchamacallitthingamybob
that spent all day
prancing
to scared of heights
to climb trees
and burrowing down holes
gave him the heebeejeebees
and when out walking in rough grass
worried about tripping over clods and such like
he couldn't swim, or paddle
so was scared of the sea
even though he lived inland
he refused to fly
even though he had wings
as was terrified of heights...
#loneliness
#funny
#surreal
12 reads
0 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:10am
Yesterday 8:10am
Voyage In Crimson - Part I
Personal Log: Education & Assignment
A “C” student at St. Spatium Valebat Preparatory
below average score on the SCAT, Space Cadet Admissions Test
an inauspicious beginning to my space exploration story
It’s not pretty, a lackluster tale my Admiral dad will attest
Waiting over, air with nervous excitement charged
when arrived the letter and package, remittance UFP
“…designated to serve as Security Yeoman At Large…
report to U.S.S Stanza, level 5, spaceport D”
With gusto I tore at the tape sealing the box
Viewing...
A “C” student at St. Spatium Valebat Preparatory
below average score on the SCAT, Space Cadet Admissions Test
an inauspicious beginning to my space exploration story
It’s not pretty, a lackluster tale my Admiral dad will attest
Waiting over, air with nervous excitement charged
when arrived the letter and package, remittance UFP
“…designated to serve as Security Yeoman At Large…
report to U.S.S Stanza, level 5, spaceport D”
With gusto I tore at the tape sealing the box
Viewing...
#anxiety
#universe
#stars
#funny
#scifi
20 reads
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Thedeadinme
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:11am
Yesterday 7:11am
The Damned Below
Of petals and thorns and skies of ebon hue
Over the moon forlorn and all the heavens too
A silence so heavy leaves all the world subdued
Fluster forth the weary wings of devastation
In the falls of man, she reckons his demise
A pitty we nestled there in the ruin of his hand
The granite behemoth rests well in bondage
As the ants below build palaces of woe
Over the moon forlorn and all the heavens too
A silence so heavy leaves all the world subdued
Fluster forth the weary wings of devastation
In the falls of man, she reckons his demise
A pitty we nestled there in the ruin of his hand
The granite behemoth rests well in bondage
As the ants below build palaces of woe
#ShortStory
12 reads
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_Chelb
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:29am
Yesterday 5:29am
The Perfect Amount of Right and Wrong
I can feel her eyes burning into my skin from across the bar, her thoughts racing wildly. The loud music fades to a distant murmur as our eyes lock. I can hear only her thoughts. In her mind she’s undressing me slowly. She starts with a brush of my hair that sends chills down my spine.
She places her hand on the strap of my dress and with an effortless stroke she pulls it down. I can feel her breath on my back. I’m instantly mesmerized by the intoxicating smell of her perfume and the rhythm of her breathing. She leans in and places her plump lips on my skin, while making her way...
She places her hand on the strap of my dress and with an effortless stroke she pulls it down. I can feel her breath on my back. I’m instantly mesmerized by the intoxicating smell of her perfume and the rhythm of her breathing. She leans in and places her plump lips on my skin, while making her way...
#lust
#women
#sexy
29 reads
0 Comments
spdred
spidey
spidey
Poem Published
6th Apr 2020 7:17am
6th Apr 2020 7:17am
love letters for the end of the world: x
i dream...
of coming to
my woman
with the future in my hands
and the prophecy in my eyes.
hardly more a man than myth,
and almost as alive.
i've come for you, i'll say. the games are over.
we both win.
the soil waits, the stones are set,
our work at last begins.
i dream of her then waking, of her rising,
smiling sweet;
of chains and weights then falling; of my woman,
finally free.
i yearn to see her hold her power high
and bare her teeth,
i long to see her...
of coming to
my woman
with the future in my hands
and the prophecy in my eyes.
hardly more a man than myth,
and almost as alive.
i've come for you, i'll say. the games are over.
we both win.
the soil waits, the stones are set,
our work at last begins.
i dream of her then waking, of her rising,
smiling sweet;
of chains and weights then falling; of my woman,
finally free.
i yearn to see her hold her power high
and bare her teeth,
i long to see her...
#love
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DU Poetry : Story Poems about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction
