Fictional Prose by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Short stories and chapters from books and novels
Poems written by Top Critiquers
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2024 8:09pm
3rd Nov 2024 8:09pm
Midnight Surrender
VILLA KENNEDY
FRANKFURT, GERMANY
Georg Speyer Presidential Suite
Steffen tossed and turned in the king size bed, nocturnal rest refused to abide. He clasped both hands behind his head. He silently asked himself, just where the fuck was Isabella?
Julius has been attempting to make verbal contact with her for days now. He glanced over at the radio clock on the nightstand; the time registered six o’clock.
Of all the nights to be have experienced a bout of insomnia he thought.
He knew the speech he had to address later today have greater...
FRANKFURT, GERMANY
Georg Speyer Presidential Suite
Steffen tossed and turned in the king size bed, nocturnal rest refused to abide. He clasped both hands behind his head. He silently asked himself, just where the fuck was Isabella?
Julius has been attempting to make verbal contact with her for days now. He glanced over at the radio clock on the nightstand; the time registered six o’clock.
Of all the nights to be have experienced a bout of insomnia he thought.
He knew the speech he had to address later today have greater...
#lover
#passion
#seductive #sensual
#seductive #sensual
342 reads
2 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
15th Sep 2019 2:35pm
15th Sep 2019 2:35pm
The Touch
My hands are rough and calloused not soft, the same as my language. It is not given to me to speak soft words, which while sweet, are soon forgotten. Besides, “I love you” and “You’re beautiful” I should soon be lost and adrift in my sea of ignorance of pretty words.
So what has brought us to this?
Was it that moment you caught me looking too long before speaking or that almost imperceptible measuring look that found something more than just good and decent…leading to a different smile than I’d seen before as you gazed steadily into my eyes?
Why do we try to...
So what has brought us to this?
Was it that moment you caught me looking too long before speaking or that almost imperceptible measuring look that found something more than just good and decent…leading to a different smile than I’d seen before as you gazed steadily into my eyes?
Why do we try to...
#love
#relationships
#dreams
#fate
#passion
723 reads
4 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 5:44pm
13th Apr 2024 5:44pm
Welcome to the Party Chapter 20
#lust
#dreams
#passion #manipulation
#passion #manipulation
149 reads
4 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
27th Sep 2019 9:46pm
27th Sep 2019 9:46pm
Philosophy For Life
When I was like Hippos Go Berserk!
no guide to show me the way
I was the untethered soul
immersed in Zen Meditation.
Though not quite Turning Japanese
decided on A Trip to South America
maybe discover my own
Book of Thorns replacing my youth
& Pocket Pal
with my Pocket Zen.
I did managed to uncover
The Hound of Heaven
amidst Sapiens in the
Southern Hemisphere
guiding me
to a new type of Philosophy For Life.
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1. Philosophy For...
no guide to show me the way
I was the untethered soul
immersed in Zen Meditation.
Though not quite Turning Japanese
decided on A Trip to South America
maybe discover my own
Book of Thorns replacing my youth
& Pocket Pal
with my Pocket Zen.
I did managed to uncover
The Hound of Heaven
amidst Sapiens in the
Southern Hemisphere
guiding me
to a new type of Philosophy For Life.
_______________________________________________
1. Philosophy For...
#identity
#Buddhist
#meditation #philosophical
#meditation #philosophical
746 reads
23 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
14th Aug 2019 2:19am
14th Aug 2019 2:19am
the stone that floated
a young acolyte, who recently
entered the monastery to learn
the way, saw a venerable ancient
master walking slowly in the garden.
the young man ran over to him
and exclaimed with great excitement,
"Teach me master! Teach me
everything! "
the old master, bent over with age,
looked up at the young man. A
small, wise smile drew back his
lips and he softly said,
"I will teach you nothing."
the novice looked shocked
and walked sadly away, not
realizing that he had experienced
his...
entered the monastery to learn
the way, saw a venerable ancient
master walking slowly in the garden.
the young man ran over to him
and exclaimed with great excitement,
"Teach me master! Teach me
everything! "
the old master, bent over with age,
looked up at the young man. A
small, wise smile drew back his
lips and he softly said,
"I will teach you nothing."
the novice looked shocked
and walked sadly away, not
realizing that he had experienced
his...
#Buddhist
609 reads
6 Comments
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 2:51pm
28th Jan 2025 2:51pm
THE ADVENTURE OF STUMPY AND THE DUMPSTER BOY
A three legged dog with brown curly fur waited in the alleyway.
The dog’s name was Stumpy.
The rain and ice had cracked the concrete. Years of waste had washed through. It was slimy and grey.
A boy of seventeen, ragged, hungry, and pale, was rummaging around a dumpster.
Stumpy barked.
A man dressed in beige grabbed hold of the Dumpster Boy and pulled him out. It was the manager of the Magnificent Burger House. He was sweaty and salty and his moustache covered his mouth.
“What are you doing in my Dumpster?”
The boy had hold of a bag of mouldy...
The dog’s name was Stumpy.
The rain and ice had cracked the concrete. Years of waste had washed through. It was slimy and grey.
A boy of seventeen, ragged, hungry, and pale, was rummaging around a dumpster.
Stumpy barked.
A man dressed in beige grabbed hold of the Dumpster Boy and pulled him out. It was the manager of the Magnificent Burger House. He was sweaty and salty and his moustache covered his mouth.
“What are you doing in my Dumpster?”
The boy had hold of a bag of mouldy...
#dogs
#dreams
#nightmares
96 reads
6 Comments
Zazzles
Broom
Broom
Poem Published
12th Nov 2023 5:30pm
12th Nov 2023 5:30pm
Update: The Witch Patch
The completed witch patch is under extreme edit to get ready to publish, it may not seem like it but i am working hard to continue the editing process on my own.
Hello to my readers ☺️
So after re-reading The Witch Patch now that it’s done. I have decided to change a few names in the story and add a few unknown details about each character. Then I will delete whats posted and repost each page in order by two’s each day, once the editing process is complete.
Hello to my readers ☺️
So after re-reading The Witch Patch now that it’s done. I have decided to change a few names in the story and add a few unknown details about each character. Then I will delete whats posted and repost each page in order by two’s each day, once the editing process is complete.
#PowerOfWords
291 reads
2 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 10:27am
11th Nov 2024 10:27am
The Whispering Waterfall Part 1
A long time ago, when we were young children, my parents sold their rubber plantation as they wanted to tend paddy fields. They bought a piece of land with four acres of paddy fields.
The house that my parents built was at the side of a hill, with a beautiful water source. There were two waterfalls there with one that was so beautiful and cool that we frequented the place as children. We could stay all day there if our parents didn’t call us to come home.
I always felt that the waterfall was in a mystical forest, thevhauntingly beautiful waterfall was known as Whispering Falls. In...
The house that my parents built was at the side of a hill, with a beautiful water source. There were two waterfalls there with one that was so beautiful and cool that we frequented the place as children. We could stay all day there if our parents didn’t call us to come home.
I always felt that the waterfall was in a mystical forest, thevhauntingly beautiful waterfall was known as Whispering Falls. In...
#fiction
#LifeAsAWriter
114 reads
7 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
28th Mar 2025 9:55pm
28th Mar 2025 9:55pm
Dancing On The Fallen Petals Of Spring Blossoms
Dancing On The Fallen Petals
Of Spring Blossoms
William lies in his dorm room spindling fantasies of the apple of his eye. He imagines the sparkle of love in her whiskey eyes. Images of her flash like sun spots in his soul. He rises from his reverie.
He enters the school cafeteria. Having a girl’s school nearby affords him hope for love. And there is the nymph of his dreams sitting at the table in her cheerleader’s outfit. He has fallen in love with her. He has never loved a girl before. But the feelings he has for her feel very real and deep. He says, “Hi,...
Of Spring Blossoms
William lies in his dorm room spindling fantasies of the apple of his eye. He imagines the sparkle of love in her whiskey eyes. Images of her flash like sun spots in his soul. He rises from his reverie.
He enters the school cafeteria. Having a girl’s school nearby affords him hope for love. And there is the nymph of his dreams sitting at the table in her cheerleader’s outfit. He has fallen in love with her. He has never loved a girl before. But the feelings he has for her feel very real and deep. He says, “Hi,...
#romantic
#school
#seductive #sensual
#seductive #sensual
98 reads
0 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
25th Feb 2023 10:46am
25th Feb 2023 10:46am
The Sentence
Some believe the suffering for a particularly heinous crime should be sentenced to include the cessation of that person's greatest passion in life. In making that passion cease to exist - you are sentencing the person to real living madness, the deliverance of a deserving punishment. Although who is to really judge what qualifies as heinous, not knowing the intricacies of a whole lifetime that may have led up to that moment.
A poet was sentenced to life imprisonment in a gray cell with a small lone window, low enough for a single view. Trapped inside of a gray cell, any puny view...
A poet was sentenced to life imprisonment in a gray cell with a small lone window, low enough for a single view. Trapped inside of a gray cell, any puny view...
#dark
316 reads
13 Comments
NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
Poem Published
11th Jan 2020 11:04pm
11th Jan 2020 11:04pm
YELLOW EYES
PROLOGUE
THE DREAMS BEGINNING
It’s evening night…..
City life still goes on even if it’s quiet…
I feel safe in this part of town. I love seeing street movement and animals walking to each corner for refuge to mark their territory.
There’s always patrols to watch out for crimes out here. So I have no worries…
It’s been a long day. It’s 6 pm and my friends dropped me off at a vintage store. Nothing seems out of the ordinary, just another simple day. ...
THE DREAMS BEGINNING
It’s evening night…..
City life still goes on even if it’s quiet…
I feel safe in this part of town. I love seeing street movement and animals walking to each corner for refuge to mark their territory.
There’s always patrols to watch out for crimes out here. So I have no worries…
It’s been a long day. It’s 6 pm and my friends dropped me off at a vintage store. Nothing seems out of the ordinary, just another simple day. ...
#dark
#dreams
#evil
#cats
#nightmares
717 reads
7 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
31st May 2024 8:52pm
31st May 2024 8:52pm
Ana & Mat
It was a random evening and that day I had decided to spend it with Ana. I made some tea for her and considered the thought of sleeping with her at a hotel. Even though we lived together I wanted a change of our routine. So slowly we headed to our car and made our way to the 'Venice' hotel which was 30 minutes away from our place. Going there was smooth with some jokes and smiles as Ana did always have a sense of humour and was talkative. As for me I was more silent and would think a lot in my head but never deemed those conversations to be percieved as interesting for my company.
...
...
#erotic
163 reads
6 Comments
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