Story Poems
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.
not sex
Written by oskar
Poem Published 27th June 2017 10:41am
Not a Blowjob.
The nun in her habit sat on a rock near the river,
when I came by she smiled, with lips that had never tasted
a kiss, asked if I wanted a blowjob; taken aback of
what, coming from a nun, sounded like a sick obscenity,
a shocking blasphemy, I left to tell my wife.
She demanded a divorce and got custody of our only dog which,
in triumph, bit my thumb; I went back to the river since I had lost everything,
better let the nun does her job;
but she was floating down the river like a black
bin liner full of newspapers...
The nun in her habit sat on a rock near the river,
when I came by she smiled, with lips that had never tasted
a kiss, asked if I wanted a blowjob; taken aback of
what, coming from a nun, sounded like a sick obscenity,
a shocking blasphemy, I left to tell my wife.
She demanded a divorce and got custody of our only dog which,
in triumph, bit my thumb; I went back to the river since I had lost everything,
better let the nun does her job;
but she was floating down the river like a black
bin liner full of newspapers...
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Mushy
Written by PeaceFlpw
(SheepPeace)
Poem Published 27th June 2017 10:13am
fair exchange; one's ear tugs,
for her stomach rubs;
that alone is fair enough;
mushing through the wounds;
locked eyes that sees each fragment;
embracing each others' left overs;
everything is everything;
they both knew could never be enough....
for her stomach rubs;
that alone is fair enough;
mushing through the wounds;
locked eyes that sees each fragment;
embracing each others' left overs;
everything is everything;
they both knew could never be enough....
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a new begining
Written by oskar
Poem Published 26th June 2017 11:08am
A New Beginning
Her kisses tasted of iron railing a frosty morning,
tore skin off my lips, her eyes were frozen stars
set in a deadly sea of tranquillity, a beauty flawless
and free of guilt. Her body…unbending, unwilling,
an ice maiden in a winter forest, no warm May sun
could ever hope to thaw.
Her pale lips had spots of cardinal crystal residue
of my attempt of resurrection, my love for her I lay
at her feet struck a match in the vast night of silence.
Free, in the glade she stood my new smiling love,
surrounded by flowers of...
Her kisses tasted of iron railing a frosty morning,
tore skin off my lips, her eyes were frozen stars
set in a deadly sea of tranquillity, a beauty flawless
and free of guilt. Her body…unbending, unwilling,
an ice maiden in a winter forest, no warm May sun
could ever hope to thaw.
Her pale lips had spots of cardinal crystal residue
of my attempt of resurrection, my love for her I lay
at her feet struck a match in the vast night of silence.
Free, in the glade she stood my new smiling love,
surrounded by flowers of...
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25 June 2017
Written by Nolly_FB
(Nolly)
Poem Published 25th June 2017 4:25am
This isn't a poem, but an account of a dream. But if dreams be poetry too, then so be it.
We both looked paralized with the surprise of a physical reunion after such a long while. I took my time to study his face - features I had grown used to seeing in pictures and laptop screens through Skype, (and once, thoroughly, after the first time we made out) but I was already sure it was him before he turn to me to do the same. I guess neither of us thought the universe would be so taunting and so foolish as to cross our paths again. He seemed clouded with hurt, and my body felt...
We both looked paralized with the surprise of a physical reunion after such a long while. I took my time to study his face - features I had grown used to seeing in pictures and laptop screens through Skype, (and once, thoroughly, after the first time we made out) but I was already sure it was him before he turn to me to do the same. I guess neither of us thought the universe would be so taunting and so foolish as to cross our paths again. He seemed clouded with hurt, and my body felt...
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Ode to Kate
Written by Spanker
Poem Published 24th June 2017 10:26am
Oh loveliness
Oh light upon our dark
Such tenderness of touch
Such beauty white on black
Oh witch, oh poetess
Such words, such spells
How you catch us, naked
In cool flames, soft cells
Shackled in your moments
Melting on your thighs
Venus smooth, you lure us
The foolish and the wise
Oh light upon our dark
Such tenderness of touch
Such beauty white on black
Oh witch, oh poetess
Such words, such spells
How you catch us, naked
In cool flames, soft cells
Shackled in your moments
Melting on your thighs
Venus smooth, you lure us
The foolish and the wise
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An Ugly Fairytale
Written by Jonnybravo
Poem Published 24th June 2017 7:52am
Once upon a time not so long ago
I was quite a lady charmer
A male entertainer
But the years have finally caught up to me at last
So no need to take a second glance
I'm no knight in shinning armor
Even though I still have a very big lance
See, you need me
Like you need another asshole in your pants
Sure we had ourselves some fun in the past
Like Hantzel and Gretel
But who are we kidding
Only one of them ever had a chance
See little Red Riding Hood
I'm just the big bad wolf in disguise
Not the Three Bears or...
I was quite a lady charmer
A male entertainer
But the years have finally caught up to me at last
So no need to take a second glance
I'm no knight in shinning armor
Even though I still have a very big lance
See, you need me
Like you need another asshole in your pants
Sure we had ourselves some fun in the past
Like Hantzel and Gretel
But who are we kidding
Only one of them ever had a chance
See little Red Riding Hood
I'm just the big bad wolf in disguise
Not the Three Bears or...
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Raven's Song of 'Wise'
A man named "Wise" appeared on day
For all the world to know
His fortune received without delay
To reap without the sow.
And so the People made him king
To rule upon the land
Adorned in gold and ancient rings
No subject dared his hand
So wise forgot the songs of birds
So little did he pray
He tarried more to war than words
And oft' was led astray
The folly of Wise was one bright morn'
On stroll in the Garden of Life
He never suspected that it should be born
A plan of steel and strife!
His gold and his lies had...
For all the world to know
His fortune received without delay
To reap without the sow.
And so the People made him king
To rule upon the land
Adorned in gold and ancient rings
No subject dared his hand
So wise forgot the songs of birds
So little did he pray
He tarried more to war than words
And oft' was led astray
The folly of Wise was one bright morn'
On stroll in the Garden of Life
He never suspected that it should be born
A plan of steel and strife!
His gold and his lies had...
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One Resolve
Written by poetryaccident
Poem Published 23rd June 2017 11:37am
When I wake up I plan the day
important matters on the mind
waiting patiently through the night
begging action after dreams
when the balm of sleep recedes
curtains opened, sun comes in
the moon has left the wide sky
now I’m roused to decide
I’ll declare life’s verdicts
resolutions to complete
when adulting challenges
determinations are declared
before my life is duly planned
decrees to judge the whole of life
there is one resolve before the rest
deciding where to lunch that day.
© 2017. Sean Green. All Rights...
important matters on the mind
waiting patiently through the night
begging action after dreams
when the balm of sleep recedes
curtains opened, sun comes in
the moon has left the wide sky
now I’m roused to decide
I’ll declare life’s verdicts
resolutions to complete
when adulting challenges
determinations are declared
before my life is duly planned
decrees to judge the whole of life
there is one resolve before the rest
deciding where to lunch that day.
© 2017. Sean Green. All Rights...
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Abracadabra
Written by Zazzles
(Broom)
Poem Published 23rd June 2017 2:52am
Alphabet soup comp
a silly story lol
Across a crow littered field
Broomhilda flies on her broom with a black
Cat
Dressed in a black dress and a black satin hat
Elder wand in her left hand
Feeling good feeling
Grand
Hocus Pocus! Alakazam!
In an instant something went wrong
Jasmine and
Katrina said don't worry deary it won't be
Long
Meanwhile
Naomi
Opened the spell book and lit the fire
Page after page she read then stopped
Quietly ...
a silly story lol
Across a crow littered field
Broomhilda flies on her broom with a black
Cat
Dressed in a black dress and a black satin hat
Elder wand in her left hand
Feeling good feeling
Grand
Hocus Pocus! Alakazam!
In an instant something went wrong
Jasmine and
Katrina said don't worry deary it won't be
Long
Meanwhile
Naomi
Opened the spell book and lit the fire
Page after page she read then stopped
Quietly ...
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Prince of Darkness
I walk quietly down the hall to meet someone.
I'm not sure who. All I see now is a tall lean figure of a man.
He has dark hair that is shaggy and Screams danger.
His eyes are not those of a human but of a tiger emerald green with the lightning of lust flashing brilliantly.The fire dances upon his face tan and stern. It looks as if it's been waiting hundreds of years For something,anything,waiting for me,
The tux he is dressed in it white with a rose the color of pearls.
I look down i am bare footed in a skin tight strapless dress of all the nights tonight is the night...
I'm not sure who. All I see now is a tall lean figure of a man.
He has dark hair that is shaggy and Screams danger.
His eyes are not those of a human but of a tiger emerald green with the lightning of lust flashing brilliantly.The fire dances upon his face tan and stern. It looks as if it's been waiting hundreds of years For something,anything,waiting for me,
The tux he is dressed in it white with a rose the color of pearls.
I look down i am bare footed in a skin tight strapless dress of all the nights tonight is the night...
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The Game of Life
The reflective surface stares back at me
Making me hate everything I can see
With red rimmed eyes and tear stained cheeks
My strength is getting very weak
With a glass of water and a bottle of pills
My heart pounds with my final thrill
My muscles assist by swallowing my fate
My eyes are filled with nothing but hate
The seconds tick by
One
Two
Three
My knuckles turn white from my grip on the sink
My pounding head makes it hard to think
I appreciate the effects when my face starts to blur
In and out of focus my eyes...
Making me hate everything I can see
With red rimmed eyes and tear stained cheeks
My strength is getting very weak
With a glass of water and a bottle of pills
My heart pounds with my final thrill
My muscles assist by swallowing my fate
My eyes are filled with nothing but hate
The seconds tick by
One
Two
Three
My knuckles turn white from my grip on the sink
My pounding head makes it hard to think
I appreciate the effects when my face starts to blur
In and out of focus my eyes...
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Cloud Nine
Cloud Nine
The angels wings were tattered and torn.
Her long blonde locks,
sadly shorn.
Bound in chains of rusty steel,
her torment was terrible:
real!
The Crimson King, on his throne of bone
listened in lust to the
angel moan.
While hot impettes pinched and poked,
and his she-devils
softly stroked.
Angelic virtue was fading fast
as o after o came
and passed.
While imps nearby giggled and laughed
and pain turned to pleasure,
at long last! ...
The angels wings were tattered and torn.
Her long blonde locks,
sadly shorn.
Bound in chains of rusty steel,
her torment was terrible:
real!
The Crimson King, on his throne of bone
listened in lust to the
angel moan.
While hot impettes pinched and poked,
and his she-devils
softly stroked.
Angelic virtue was fading fast
as o after o came
and passed.
While imps nearby giggled and laughed
and pain turned to pleasure,
at long last! ...
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