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.
WolfCatDude
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:39am
Yesterday 00:39am
Finding Mrs. Right
A humorous tale of bad luck and worse luck)
“Find a wife,” my mother said,
With her dying lips.
Then closed her eyes and sighed
And took that final trip.
Not to disappoint her,
I bore into the task
I made a list of requirements,
And questions I should ask.
Then ran ads in Facebook,
And settled back to wait
Thinking there’d be a line of women
Desperate to date.
They came out in earnest,
They came from far and near.
I met them one by one,
And tried to be sincere.
Sally was a vegan,
I got no beef...
“Find a wife,” my mother said,
With her dying lips.
Then closed her eyes and sighed
And took that final trip.
Not to disappoint her,
I bore into the task
I made a list of requirements,
And questions I should ask.
Then ran ads in Facebook,
And settled back to wait
Thinking there’d be a line of women
Desperate to date.
They came out in earnest,
They came from far and near.
I met them one by one,
And tried to be sincere.
Sally was a vegan,
I got no beef...
12 reads
2 Comments
Cosmonaut-x
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:39pm
Yesterday 10:39pm
Survivor
a survivor she is and battled true
a divine warrior that once made a cacoon
to withstand the evil that lurked outside
in the halls, in her room, and in her mind.
now cowards did this of course
there's no doubt about that
but the cowards who darkness stood over this girl
were special in fact
special in a way you would not seem to betray
for some of the demons
they were kin you would say.
so, particular cowards, I speak of today.
where ever she went, darkness had already assumed a place
so she built another cacoon, a...
a divine warrior that once made a cacoon
to withstand the evil that lurked outside
in the halls, in her room, and in her mind.
now cowards did this of course
there's no doubt about that
but the cowards who darkness stood over this girl
were special in fact
special in a way you would not seem to betray
for some of the demons
they were kin you would say.
so, particular cowards, I speak of today.
where ever she went, darkness had already assumed a place
so she built another cacoon, a...
20 reads
4 Comments
endlessgame23
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:14am
Yesterday 2:14am
Supernatural Cowboy Sleuth (1)
Pale morning light peaked through Marcus' bedroom window. He lay in bed snoring soundly, deep in sleep. The 'old fashion' analog alarm clock urgently swung it's pendulum against it's tinny bells, a half second out of time with the chimes and beeps of his cellphone ringtone. He dreamed on oblivious to the cacophony surrounding him. Though, his third shift neighbor above him, was not as deaf to the sounds of morning as Marcus. The unseen neighbor began to stomp loudly on his floor, shaking Marcus' ceiling fan; determined to succeed where the alarm clock and phone had failed. Marcus heard this...
8 reads
1 Comment
God-Is-In-The-Rain
Poem Published
16th Oct 2017 5:25am
16th Oct 2017 5:25am
Steam Emily
with eyes Green, single different gene!
then they would not be so mean....
just give up!
soon i would be old and still keep my Red iris....
but hair'd turn Grey!
soon i would be old and without friends or family....
but i'm steam Emily!
lost in scars and all what's ours....
mechanics heart with fire of the stars!
falling for wish Clockworks could speak!
not just steam pipes with a leak....
falling into deep dark hole....
of my lonely, lonely soul
in rooms of Silence
ROOMS-OF-SIL-ENCE
copper wire, that won't...
then they would not be so mean....
just give up!
soon i would be old and still keep my Red iris....
but hair'd turn Grey!
soon i would be old and without friends or family....
but i'm steam Emily!
lost in scars and all what's ours....
mechanics heart with fire of the stars!
falling for wish Clockworks could speak!
not just steam pipes with a leak....
falling into deep dark hole....
of my lonely, lonely soul
in rooms of Silence
ROOMS-OF-SIL-ENCE
copper wire, that won't...
20 reads
0 Comments
ArthurVaso
Poem Published
16th Oct 2017 00:29am
16th Oct 2017 00:29am
Me Seeks
Ode to Rick and Morty
Life
Meaning
Mortification
Rickety explanations
Pickles taking up space
And Time
Summer is dizzy
As not all the lines rhyme
Flasks of brilliance
As Rick buckles up
Spaceships
Flying right ups ones
Voyages of destiny
Old Volks of other times
Riding in old wagons
Listening to tales
Physics with a few ales
Wondrous tales
Of the other universes
Flying in the face of time
Rick and Morty
Neither has a dime
Life
Meaning
Mortification
Rickety explanations
Pickles taking up space
And Time
Summer is dizzy
As not all the lines rhyme
Flasks of brilliance
As Rick buckles up
Spaceships
Flying right ups ones
Voyages of destiny
Old Volks of other times
Riding in old wagons
Listening to tales
Physics with a few ales
Wondrous tales
Of the other universes
Flying in the face of time
Rick and Morty
Neither has a dime
18 reads
2 Comments
God-Is-In-The-Rain
Poem Published
15th Oct 2017 8:03pm
15th Oct 2017 8:03pm
Downfall
Please take your silver spoon and dig a grave....
For every one no one could ever save....
Hear Silent Shadows Smile, their whispers grim in the Darkness....
While Watching Withering signs of sadness....
For the Friend who never lied, promised we'll allways find a way to go on....
But now the friend is gone....
While walking on all the water, long drown....
Just Feel the Sunshine of his smile and frown....
.... The Downfall of Felix ....
There are two types of people, you're the Weak or...
For every one no one could ever save....
Hear Silent Shadows Smile, their whispers grim in the Darkness....
While Watching Withering signs of sadness....
For the Friend who never lied, promised we'll allways find a way to go on....
But now the friend is gone....
While walking on all the water, long drown....
Just Feel the Sunshine of his smile and frown....
.... The Downfall of Felix ....
There are two types of people, you're the Weak or...
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0 Comments
God-Is-In-The-Rain
Poem Published
15th Oct 2017 7:44pm
15th Oct 2017 7:44pm
Xiasheng Mafian
Dark Days Don't Die in his sinning soul....
Fearless Guy, wearing the Tie he stole....
Yes, his heart is cold, but his hands are Golden....
Yes, his days are sold, for all near pond can hold in....
You turn your life into Thriller, who do you want to avenge?
Are you just a psycho-killer? or do you really solely seek Revenge?
My Xiasheng Mafian?
With black suit and steps like Drums....
He's on his route, and here he comes....
From Ashes of Deadly Rain....
Gunpowder flashes behind hidden Pain....
Eyes burn behind his cynic...
Fearless Guy, wearing the Tie he stole....
Yes, his heart is cold, but his hands are Golden....
Yes, his days are sold, for all near pond can hold in....
You turn your life into Thriller, who do you want to avenge?
Are you just a psycho-killer? or do you really solely seek Revenge?
My Xiasheng Mafian?
With black suit and steps like Drums....
He's on his route, and here he comes....
From Ashes of Deadly Rain....
Gunpowder flashes behind hidden Pain....
Eyes burn behind his cynic...
18 reads
0 Comments
takis1917
Poem Published
14th Oct 2017 12:54pm
14th Oct 2017 12:54pm
In The Photo Of The Finish Line
Embarked on the journey to discover himself
he raced against the wind
and the wind beat him by a nose
(again)
What finished him off this time
in the photo of the finishing line
he was nowhere to be found...
he raced against the wind
and the wind beat him by a nose
(again)
What finished him off this time
in the photo of the finishing line
he was nowhere to be found...
37 reads
13 Comments
Jabbo
Poem Published
13th Oct 2017 11:53pm
13th Oct 2017 11:53pm
When I rest
From the journey
I will rest with the greats
Tell stories
Of triumph and loss
Talk about the old ways
Forgotten
As we laugh
Knowing that we have paid
The final cost
When I rest
I won't bother anyone
For love
Or grief
I won't bring any misery
I won't hurt
There will be peace
I am sure things will go on
Old friends and enemies
Helpers and abusers
All, will forget about me
I will rest
No more heavy load
Problems gone instantly
I will sleep a deep sleep
With all of the...
I will rest with the greats
Tell stories
Of triumph and loss
Talk about the old ways
Forgotten
As we laugh
Knowing that we have paid
The final cost
When I rest
I won't bother anyone
For love
Or grief
I won't bring any misery
I won't hurt
There will be peace
I am sure things will go on
Old friends and enemies
Helpers and abusers
All, will forget about me
I will rest
No more heavy load
Problems gone instantly
I will sleep a deep sleep
With all of the...
24 reads
3 Comments
Soldierrye
Poem Published
13th Oct 2017 11:41pm
13th Oct 2017 11:41pm
Beautiful Witch
This is the story of a beautiful witch
Searching for love, her passion so rich
In a place of magic across a velvet sky
Lived a young lady with dark smoky eyes
She looked in a mirror, skin color of milk
& before her face fell black hair of silk.
She wished for a man whom she felt the need
Should love her back & fulfill her every need
So she held her rituals every night
Crafting her potions to make it just right.
She saw him coming on a sleepy afternoon
When he arrived long after soon
She knew it was him she'd been waiting for...
Searching for love, her passion so rich
In a place of magic across a velvet sky
Lived a young lady with dark smoky eyes
She looked in a mirror, skin color of milk
& before her face fell black hair of silk.
She wished for a man whom she felt the need
Should love her back & fulfill her every need
So she held her rituals every night
Crafting her potions to make it just right.
She saw him coming on a sleepy afternoon
When he arrived long after soon
She knew it was him she'd been waiting for...
75 reads
5 Comments
SamiBmuse
Poem Published
13th Oct 2017 10:12am
13th Oct 2017 10:12am
The rock
The rock
Stands still
Eroded by time
Pitting on the surface
And greyed with
The trials of life
Well traveled for a rock
Picked up and placed
in pockets
Transfered from one
Place to the next
Thrown as friends laugh
And left
As friends cry
Sitting
Waiting
Patiently
For the next hand
To clasp it's
Uneven skin
To stroke it's
Hard mishapen surface
Alone
But never truly alone
The rock
A foundation
Of life
A life less known
Stands still
Eroded by time
Pitting on the surface
And greyed with
The trials of life
Well traveled for a rock
Picked up and placed
in pockets
Transfered from one
Place to the next
Thrown as friends laugh
And left
As friends cry
Sitting
Waiting
Patiently
For the next hand
To clasp it's
Uneven skin
To stroke it's
Hard mishapen surface
Alone
But never truly alone
The rock
A foundation
Of life
A life less known
37 reads
6 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
11th Oct 2017 7:39am
11th Oct 2017 7:39am
the mighty fall
The Mighty Fall
I fell through the night under me I could see white crested waves
of the sea and there was little I could do to stop this freefall,
it took 3 minutes to reach the unforgiving surface of the vast ocean.
I screamed like a hurt animal and began sinking could not breathe,
fought and struggled to be free of this huge amount of water; and
there it was my heaven, the full moon pulling me upwards so I could
fly and dream among the stars.
First, I had to swim to the Saragossa and find the secret island always
hidden in a miasma of the...
I fell through the night under me I could see white crested waves
of the sea and there was little I could do to stop this freefall,
it took 3 minutes to reach the unforgiving surface of the vast ocean.
I screamed like a hurt animal and began sinking could not breathe,
fought and struggled to be free of this huge amount of water; and
there it was my heaven, the full moon pulling me upwards so I could
fly and dream among the stars.
First, I had to swim to the Saragossa and find the secret island always
hidden in a miasma of the...
21 reads
0 Comments
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