Narrative Poems
#narrative
Narrative poetry is a style of poetry which tells a story. Narrative poems aim to draw the reader into the imagination of the author, to immerse them in the story being told. Narrative poems are usually written in metered verse, but do not have to follow any particular rhythmic pattern.
AltairEndian
Poem Published
15th Nov 2019 9:12am
15th Nov 2019 9:12am
The Ice
There was a king, about whom they sing
The riches were never ending
In the stories they tell, it is glory they sell
Will we ever stop pretending?
While the money is flowing, the ice is growing
For the love of his kin conquered glorious land
For his footsteps in time should not be made of sand
Remnants will keep alive, the one who did strive
To make his land prosper, to make his kin thrive
While the glory is flowing, the ice is growing
In the midst of the night they celebrate
The joy and the mass of wealth they...
The riches were never ending
In the stories they tell, it is glory they sell
Will we ever stop pretending?
While the money is flowing, the ice is growing
For the love of his kin conquered glorious land
For his footsteps in time should not be made of sand
Remnants will keep alive, the one who did strive
To make his land prosper, to make his kin thrive
While the glory is flowing, the ice is growing
In the midst of the night they celebrate
The joy and the mass of wealth they...
#love
#dark
#narrative
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BobbyJames
Poem Published
15th Nov 2019 6:46am
15th Nov 2019 6:46am
The Bitch and Bastard for Walking Away - Part III
Breathing Underwater
The weather has left me speechless. This slow wash into the harvest peels layers of air. Three down, who am I now?
That's a difficult reach. In any case, reflection isn't a branch to grasp, and ripples are distortions of the past. I no longer recognize sense as property, but this sinking feeling seems to belong.
A piping hot hook between sand and surface fizzles on a wispy lifeline. It's consumed for eventual suffocation when called to answer. I promise of every ounce in motion that hangs in this moment, questions are vain.
This...
The weather has left me speechless. This slow wash into the harvest peels layers of air. Three down, who am I now?
That's a difficult reach. In any case, reflection isn't a branch to grasp, and ripples are distortions of the past. I no longer recognize sense as property, but this sinking feeling seems to belong.
A piping hot hook between sand and surface fizzles on a wispy lifeline. It's consumed for eventual suffocation when called to answer. I promise of every ounce in motion that hangs in this moment, questions are vain.
This...
#identity
#mirror
#narrative
#emptiness
#nonfiction
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Taurek
Poem Published
15th Nov 2019 4:33am
15th Nov 2019 4:33am
Are They Really That Beloved?
He was an idiot who
Enjoyed pedestrian
Things so of course
He was a
Star
I mean, Keanu
Reeves, talk about
Living inside the
Matrix
Impeachment
Narrative
Corruption
Practice makes
Pterodactyls and
Intuition makes
Platypus
Pâté
Dumbing myself
Down to make
It through
The final
Stretch
What I know about
This life is
Miniscule,
It’s pitiful
It was the cause of
All success and
Ruin
And soon, we ...
Enjoyed pedestrian
Things so of course
He was a
Star
I mean, Keanu
Reeves, talk about
Living inside the
Matrix
Impeachment
Narrative
Corruption
Practice makes
Pterodactyls and
Intuition makes
Platypus
Pâté
Dumbing myself
Down to make
It through
The final
Stretch
What I know about
This life is
Miniscule,
It’s pitiful
It was the cause of
All success and
Ruin
And soon, we ...
#corruption
#violence
#death
#narrative
#PopCulture
28 reads
2 Comments
Deborahlee
Poem Published
6th Nov 2019 7:20am
6th Nov 2019 7:20am
Read Me
Hold me and
with nimble
fingertips
trace the
soft curve
of my spine
reach under
the outside
surface
slip into
my chapters
consume every line.
Caress the contours
fondle my creases
spread me out
slide inside
let the turns
and plot twists
stimulate you and
suck you deep in my
outline to hit cloud nine.
Bookmark my passages
profile the triggers
and flip the script
climax explosions
erupt and intertwine
with the breathy exhale ...
with nimble
fingertips
trace the
soft curve
of my spine
reach under
the outside
surface
slip into
my chapters
consume every line.
Caress the contours
fondle my creases
spread me out
slide inside
let the turns
and plot twists
stimulate you and
suck you deep in my
outline to hit cloud nine.
Bookmark my passages
profile the triggers
and flip the script
climax explosions
erupt and intertwine
with the breathy exhale ...
#narrative
#FreeVerse
#sensual #sexy
#sensual #sexy
106 reads
7 Comments
Vandel_Viaclovsky
Van
Van
Poem Published
4th Nov 2019 10:00pm
4th Nov 2019 10:00pm
On Seeking the Sun
i
finish up
the sunday morning
crepes
i set
the plate
------------------------------------------------------atop a -_________________________________
book by
...
finish up
the sunday morning
crepes
i set
the plate
------------------------------------------------------atop a -_________________________________
book by
...
#narrative
#confessional
22 reads
4 Comments
joeborg
Poem Published
29th Oct 2019 10:13am
29th Oct 2019 10:13am
rain rain
Rain rain go away
enough water for today,
too much wet or too much dry
you can’t decide what to apply,
moderation appreciated
or we’ll feel excruciated,
can’t go out can’t do a bit
as is no one can benefit,
the streets are lakes the fields are pools
we’ll stay indoors feeling like fools,
on the roads nothing is much
drive it slow braking and clutch,
we’ll drive on safe with extra care
to go back home without a tear.
enough water for today,
too much wet or too much dry
you can’t decide what to apply,
moderation appreciated
or we’ll feel excruciated,
can’t go out can’t do a bit
as is no one can benefit,
the streets are lakes the fields are pools
we’ll stay indoors feeling like fools,
on the roads nothing is much
drive it slow braking and clutch,
we’ll drive on safe with extra care
to go back home without a tear.
#rain
#storm
#winter
#narrative
#funny
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
28th Oct 2019 7:57pm
28th Oct 2019 7:57pm
Brinkton Fartentuaht
#narrative
#ShortStory
#prose
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Chris_Pleasures
Poem Published
1st Oct 2019 5:00am
1st Oct 2019 5:00am
Pimp Syl
There has been proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that a chicken shit bitch would not help you out.
Before I was pimpin, just messin around, I was stealing and fucking everything that was not nailed down.
Til I met this one bitch who was down on her luck, so I took the bitch and I dressed her up.
To prove her appreciation she start turning tricks, first night out she turned 26.
She was making good money but that wasn't enough, so I got me a connection and start dealing that STUFF.
A couple of nights that hoe didn't show, another pimp in...
Before I was pimpin, just messin around, I was stealing and fucking everything that was not nailed down.
Til I met this one bitch who was down on her luck, so I took the bitch and I dressed her up.
To prove her appreciation she start turning tricks, first night out she turned 26.
She was making good money but that wasn't enough, so I got me a connection and start dealing that STUFF.
A couple of nights that hoe didn't show, another pimp in...
#betrayal
#narrative
#ShortStory
#prose
#revenge
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Hunterapsych
Poem Published
15th Sep 2019 10:35pm
15th Sep 2019 10:35pm
Children of the sun
Twas in another lifetime"
One of wonder and love,
when worries were withheld
and stars could still be seen up above,
we wandered within a wasteland
beings belonging to none
only the savior in the sky,
we're children of the sun.
So as we live our lives today
we should share this love,
always do our best for all
and praise the gods above,
in the land of lowdown lost dreamers
longing to be one
and looking up to see
they're children of the sun.
Not a single soul was shunned
all were accepted as they...
One of wonder and love,
when worries were withheld
and stars could still be seen up above,
we wandered within a wasteland
beings belonging to none
only the savior in the sky,
we're children of the sun.
So as we live our lives today
we should share this love,
always do our best for all
and praise the gods above,
in the land of lowdown lost dreamers
longing to be one
and looking up to see
they're children of the sun.
Not a single soul was shunned
all were accepted as they...
#universe
#narrative
#humankind #SelfDiscovery
#humankind #SelfDiscovery
67 reads
12 Comments
Voodoo_Child99
Poem Published
12th Sep 2019 11:50am
12th Sep 2019 11:50am
Slay Queen
She do whatever she wants
That don't always seem right
She an angel and she takes flight
Her soul always put up a fight
I feel it in her vulgar rants
The bird of hermes is her avatar
Each time she calls my name
It makes me tame
She ain't all the same
In fact she the best by far
She my slay queen
She lives without a care
There is no reigning her
And though it ain't fair,
For her love I am a fiend
Fat ass in tight jeans
Senslessly long boots, My snapchat hoe
Can't tell if she a friend or foe...
That don't always seem right
She an angel and she takes flight
Her soul always put up a fight
I feel it in her vulgar rants
The bird of hermes is her avatar
Each time she calls my name
It makes me tame
She ain't all the same
In fact she the best by far
She my slay queen
She lives without a care
There is no reigning her
And though it ain't fair,
For her love I am a fiend
Fat ass in tight jeans
Senslessly long boots, My snapchat hoe
Can't tell if she a friend or foe...
#love
#lust
#narrative #vanity
#narrative #vanity
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
9th Sep 2019 1:10am
9th Sep 2019 1:10am
Omen Imperii
Even though the great eagle soars
Down below men fade in peace and war
It's the struggle of being among the great
A path where there's only worship or hate
You're their for someone to either use
Or an element for them to abuse
So the eagle heralds the next chosen one
Who will rise and set with the light of the sun
Then again pass into another age of night
Ready for another day ushered in by eagles flight
For he is the sign of the ones to come and show
The figures who rise to power and rapidly grow
The sign from Jupiter that brings...
Down below men fade in peace and war
It's the struggle of being among the great
A path where there's only worship or hate
You're their for someone to either use
Or an element for them to abuse
So the eagle heralds the next chosen one
Who will rise and set with the light of the sun
Then again pass into another age of night
Ready for another day ushered in by eagles flight
For he is the sign of the ones to come and show
The figures who rise to power and rapidly grow
The sign from Jupiter that brings...
#religion
#rhyming
#narrative
#mythology
#LifeCycle
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