Fiction Poems
#fiction
Fiction poems, describing imaginary events and people. Fiction poetry is a genre which encompasses all writing about things which are untrue, born entirely out of our imaginations.
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
9th Sep 2019 6:12pm
9th Sep 2019 6:12pm
Lovering Along The Watermelon Vine
Put (out) the trash can, can ye pleas ?
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(I thought I can! So Think I can)
(oh, you do, do you?
do you do
what
the ponies tell you (to...
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(I thought I can! So Think I can)
(oh, you do, do you?
do you do
what
the ponies tell you (to...
#science
#fiction
#racism
#aliens
#nonfiction
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Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
5th Sep 2019 7:23pm
5th Sep 2019 7:23pm
Midtown Market
The year is 7289. In the city of Vidence, one of the last great cloud cities, located at what people used to think was only a myth...the end of a rainbow, is Ocean Destiny IV, a short (5" 1/2'), twenty two year old (though often mistaken for twelve), VapoAbimigender (though looks somewhat female), Cyborg with large, downward turned, light blue eyes with double rows of long, thick, eyelashes, long, thick, straight, medium brown hair with wavy ends, pale skin, a slight unibrow, high cheekbones, rosy cheeks, and an entirely mechanical left arm/shoulder and left foot (both with a circuit board...
#fiction
#ShortStory
#aliens
#FallingInLove
#scifi
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RexDurkin
Poem Published
29th Aug 2019 9:28am
29th Aug 2019 9:28am
The magic shop
So the other day I walked by this magic shop
that had a blue neon sign in the front window that said
'Jokes n’ Pranks'
So I go in and the bloke behind the counter says to me
“If ya buy five jokes I’ll chuck in one free prank”
I go “Deal!” and give him the money.
So he writes five jokes down on a piece of paper,
hands it to me and goes “Have a nice day mate.”
I go “Wait a minute, what about my free prank?”
And he goes “I just gave it to ya”
I go “You have?”
He goes “Yeah, y’see all...
that had a blue neon sign in the front window that said
'Jokes n’ Pranks'
So I go in and the bloke behind the counter says to me
“If ya buy five jokes I’ll chuck in one free prank”
I go “Deal!” and give him the money.
So he writes five jokes down on a piece of paper,
hands it to me and goes “Have a nice day mate.”
I go “Wait a minute, what about my free prank?”
And he goes “I just gave it to ya”
I go “You have?”
He goes “Yeah, y’see all...
#fiction
#narrative
#funny #prose
#funny #prose
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spacemod69
Poem Published
17th Aug 2019 11:39pm
17th Aug 2019 11:39pm
Interrupted Sleep
I stir dreamily, my mind coming into focus.
I can hear them.
The faint ruckus of childish fun; the high pitched squeal of what is probably a young girl about eight years old, but could quite easily be mistaken for a boy a few years younger.
Damn kids! Every afternoon at my nap time they insist on their inconsequential play right outside my bedroom window. I have had it!!
My bedroom wall shakes as I go searching for them. God only knows what they are doing out there; using my house as a baseball catcher no doubt.
There they are, up ahead....
I can hear them.
The faint ruckus of childish fun; the high pitched squeal of what is probably a young girl about eight years old, but could quite easily be mistaken for a boy a few years younger.
Damn kids! Every afternoon at my nap time they insist on their inconsequential play right outside my bedroom window. I have had it!!
My bedroom wall shakes as I go searching for them. God only knows what they are doing out there; using my house as a baseball catcher no doubt.
There they are, up ahead....
#fiction
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AaHarvey
Poem Published
13th Aug 2019 8:12am
13th Aug 2019 8:12am
Parenthood
My intimate incubator, for the forthcoming foetus;
Are you too, truly feeling this dream?
I’ll become a father and you a mom.
It’s really going to happen soon.
So let’s both cut down on the drinking and stop the drugs.
Find a new way of life and overcome,
Our addictions to the illusions.
This could be a whole new beginning.
Girls just want to have fun, but I have found a woman.
I have someone who wants the commitment
And feels truly safe in,
The knowledge I’m here for her, ‘til death do us part.
This woman is...
Are you too, truly feeling this dream?
I’ll become a father and you a mom.
It’s really going to happen soon.
So let’s both cut down on the drinking and stop the drugs.
Find a new way of life and overcome,
Our addictions to the illusions.
This could be a whole new beginning.
Girls just want to have fun, but I have found a woman.
I have someone who wants the commitment
And feels truly safe in,
The knowledge I’m here for her, ‘til death do us part.
This woman is...
#love
#children
#parent
#family
#fiction
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AaHarvey
Poem Published
10th Aug 2019 8:26am
10th Aug 2019 8:26am
I'll never forget you.
I'm still a boy inside and sometimes I still need to cry.
If this makes me not a man, then I don't mind.
I'm supposed to be strong for you,
For you have no strength left to fight.
But I'm simply too beaten,
To stop the tears pouring from my eyes.
I thought you'd always be there, if ever I got in trouble;
But you’re slowly and painfully bursting that bubble.
My protection is going; I can't do this without you.
Please try to keep your eyes open;
To delay my heart from being broken.
I hope you know I'll always love...
If this makes me not a man, then I don't mind.
I'm supposed to be strong for you,
For you have no strength left to fight.
But I'm simply too beaten,
To stop the tears pouring from my eyes.
I thought you'd always be there, if ever I got in trouble;
But you’re slowly and painfully bursting that bubble.
My protection is going; I can't do this without you.
Please try to keep your eyes open;
To delay my heart from being broken.
I hope you know I'll always love...
#sadness
#parent
#family
#death
#fiction
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
30th Jul 2019 11:03pm
30th Jul 2019 11:03pm
The Fight Inside The Exodus
(Forty-One Against Seven)
…On five, off four, on six, off three - they counted in their heads,
On twelve, off two, on fifteen, off eight counting in the bloodshed.
They’d prepared themselves in the morning,
When the enemy pushed through the door,
But the seven young men without warning,
Would spill the enemy’s blood on the floor.
The anti-gravity chamber doors unlocked,
And in four seconds ten of the men rushed in,
But when the engines whirred the doors locked,
The enemy didn’t know what was happening.
Their feet...
…On five, off four, on six, off three - they counted in their heads,
On twelve, off two, on fifteen, off eight counting in the bloodshed.
They’d prepared themselves in the morning,
When the enemy pushed through the door,
But the seven young men without warning,
Would spill the enemy’s blood on the floor.
The anti-gravity chamber doors unlocked,
And in four seconds ten of the men rushed in,
But when the engines whirred the doors locked,
The enemy didn’t know what was happening.
Their feet...
#soldiers
#war
#death
#fiction
#scifi
61 reads
5 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
30th Jul 2019 10:55pm
30th Jul 2019 10:55pm
Exodus Hill
The seven ran for two days, only stopping to eat and sleep a few hours at a time knowing the enemy was a day behind them. They were going to try to lose them in the forest, but when Joven climbed up a tree, he looked back and saw dust rising in the distance.
“They’re gaining on us” Joven cried out, twenty feet up on a branch.
“How far?” Elio, the squad leader yelled back.
“Fifteen maybe twenty miles” Joven responded. “I just can see them yet”.
Elio thought for a second. “They’re running at full speed. They’ll reach the tree line by dusk.”
“They’ll be...
“They’re gaining on us” Joven cried out, twenty feet up on a branch.
“How far?” Elio, the squad leader yelled back.
“Fifteen maybe twenty miles” Joven responded. “I just can see them yet”.
Elio thought for a second. “They’re running at full speed. They’ll reach the tree line by dusk.”
“They’ll be...
#science
#fiction
#ShortStory
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Youngmumble
Poem Published
30th Jul 2019 00:08am
30th Jul 2019 00:08am
Immortal continuance for suicide
I just tried to kill
Myself, in seconds
I literally healed
Myself .
I took the blade
And made a slash,
I did it as if time
Would flash.
But I only
Swallowed my
Spit,and day dreamed
About the
Broken pit.
I just tried
To leave earth's
Portal, but
The gods showed
Me that im
Immortal.
Some times
I don't, even breath
The demon stays
It never leaves .
I just tried to reach
My peace,
But the devil
Want let
My soul release.
So im stuck
Here on earth, ...
Myself, in seconds
I literally healed
Myself .
I took the blade
And made a slash,
I did it as if time
Would flash.
But I only
Swallowed my
Spit,and day dreamed
About the
Broken pit.
I just tried
To leave earth's
Portal, but
The gods showed
Me that im
Immortal.
Some times
I don't, even breath
The demon stays
It never leaves .
I just tried to reach
My peace,
But the devil
Want let
My soul release.
So im stuck
Here on earth, ...
#fiction
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LunasChild8
Poem Published
28th Jul 2019 6:56pm
28th Jul 2019 6:56pm
Silent War- Chapter 2 "Proposition"
As she promised, the following weekend Liz took her fashionably clueless roommate to Rue St. Hubert, one of Montreal’s major commercial arteries filled with over four hundred quality boutiques and tailors.
In the second boutique that they’ve visited, Liz took a good look at the other clients trying on long dresses of various colors.
Instantly, she knew the style that would suit Rachel best and make her stand out.
Liz spoke with a consultant, who showed the two women an entire rack of slightly shorter dresses near the fitting rooms.
The dresses were...
In the second boutique that they’ve visited, Liz took a good look at the other clients trying on long dresses of various colors.
Instantly, she knew the style that would suit Rachel best and make her stand out.
Liz spoke with a consultant, who showed the two women an entire rack of slightly shorter dresses near the fitting rooms.
The dresses were...
#brother
#sister
#family
#fiction
#mystery
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Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
21st Jul 2019 5:39pm
21st Jul 2019 5:39pm
The Fame Game
Bloodied bone bits, and viscera,
Bloodied halls, and bloodied walls,
Broken bones, broken knife,
Now a destroyed life.
Soul case emptied,
On the floor,
Nevermore,
SCORE!
Never
Forgotten,
Always rotten,
Lovely memories
Of beatings and burnings,
Cutting, slicing, and stabbing,
Such a beautiful cadaver.
A great news story to cover,
I remember her eyes,
Gives me butterflies!
Glassing over,
Filled with fear,
Rolling
Head
Upon
The floorboards,
Leaving blood pools,
I'll never...
Bloodied halls, and bloodied walls,
Broken bones, broken knife,
Now a destroyed life.
Soul case emptied,
On the floor,
Nevermore,
SCORE!
Never
Forgotten,
Always rotten,
Lovely memories
Of beatings and burnings,
Cutting, slicing, and stabbing,
Such a beautiful cadaver.
A great news story to cover,
I remember her eyes,
Gives me butterflies!
Glassing over,
Filled with fear,
Rolling
Head
Upon
The floorboards,
Leaving blood pools,
I'll never...
#happiness
#hate
#murder
#evil
#fiction
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MJ-SWIM
M.J S.W.I.M
M.J S.W.I.M
Poem Published
17th Jul 2019 7:26pm
17th Jul 2019 7:26pm
Imperial Dominion: Chapter IV
Scene IV:
I awoke from my slumber to find myself lying in the center of a dimly lit, oven hot, sandstone lined, and dust filled room. The room contained nothing but a bed upon which I slept, a stand beside said bed, and a small wooden chair.
My sleep had been plagued by terrible nightmares pertaining to the childhood that haunted my waking mind, the terrifying screams of horror and anguish which burst from my throat while I slept had awoken me many times throughout the duration of the night.
A dull, percussive slapping sound emanated from the golden surface of the polished...
I awoke from my slumber to find myself lying in the center of a dimly lit, oven hot, sandstone lined, and dust filled room. The room contained nothing but a bed upon which I slept, a stand beside said bed, and a small wooden chair.
My sleep had been plagued by terrible nightmares pertaining to the childhood that haunted my waking mind, the terrifying screams of horror and anguish which burst from my throat while I slept had awoken me many times throughout the duration of the night.
A dull, percussive slapping sound emanated from the golden surface of the polished...
#fiction
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