Non-Fiction Prose
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Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art
This section is for factual prose and is a place for non-poetic offerings. You will find a diverse range of content here including articles, diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays, personal accounts and real life perspectives. This gives members a chance to post fact based material which is not written in verse.
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
Today 2:58pm
Today 2:58pm
Unsent Letter to Grieving Parents
Text from Julian's yearbook: We were so blessed the day we welcomed you into our family. You arrived on your own terms, feet first, and you’ve been running ever since. We have always been amazed by your determination, courage, compassion, and strength. Never take life for granted and know that we love you beyond measure. Mom and Dad
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Smith,
I am deeply sorry for your loss. Your daughter was a remarkable person, full of life and kindness, and her passing has left a void for all who knew her. It is truly heartbreaking that such a vibrant spirit has been...
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Smith,
I am deeply sorry for your loss. Your daughter was a remarkable person, full of life and kindness, and her passing has left a void for all who knew her. It is truly heartbreaking that such a vibrant spirit has been...
#death
#grief
#sex
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magichearts
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:21pm
Yesterday 9:21pm
वक़्त लगता हैं तो बस खुद को जानने में ही
वरना अपना पराया सब करके देख लिया मैंने !
वरना अपना पराया सब करके देख लिया मैंने !
#emotions
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shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
12th Apr 2025 11:30am
12th Apr 2025 11:30am
Cursed Pentacles
#corruption
30 reads
1 Comment
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
7th Apr 2025 3:32pm
7th Apr 2025 3:32pm
Why I'm Glad My Parents Were Never Held Accountable
It's harrowing for me to even say this. I'm disassociated while I type.
Have nightmares that never sleep. That never go away. Of my mother so vile on that screen screaming at me in a way I never ever had heard before. Deafening. To reveal how she really felt about me all this time. How horrifying it is. The horror. God knows what she put me through. I feel like I'm becoming a mini version of her. But I'm facing it either way, and it's beyond what hell is. It's nothing and everything all at once.
I have always thought my mom was a serial killer, and I still have...
Have nightmares that never sleep. That never go away. Of my mother so vile on that screen screaming at me in a way I never ever had heard before. Deafening. To reveal how she really felt about me all this time. How horrifying it is. The horror. God knows what she put me through. I feel like I'm becoming a mini version of her. But I'm facing it either way, and it's beyond what hell is. It's nothing and everything all at once.
I have always thought my mom was a serial killer, and I still have...
#abuse
#FeelingTrapped
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
7th Apr 2025 2:47am
7th Apr 2025 2:47am
Still Processing So Much Pain
The problem with this world is that there's so much pressure to be positive, so much pressure to be a polished version of yourself. I really really love the fact that I'm bluntly negative, and I genuinely don't give a fuck.
Not here to give anyone false hope. It's amazing that I'm even still here. My body did so much to keep me safe, and it still is. And I read 3 chapters of The Hunger Games which is amazing considering the fact that I've used social media excessively to cope for several months now. I feel myself still in a fog, can't concentrate too well.
I know what...
Not here to give anyone false hope. It's amazing that I'm even still here. My body did so much to keep me safe, and it still is. And I read 3 chapters of The Hunger Games which is amazing considering the fact that I've used social media excessively to cope for several months now. I feel myself still in a fog, can't concentrate too well.
I know what...
#denial
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Ambjr
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 4:42pm
5th Apr 2025 4:42pm
mornin ramble
funeral day. it’s rainin. i love that for her. she hated the rain. “ruins my day.” as if her day was the universe’s problem. now she’s gettin soaked on her way outa this world. i really can’t help but find bit of poetry in all of that. but somedays i still find myself thinkin like a vindictive drunk. old habits. but this moment in my day isn’t bout her or not completely anyway. i went to bed early last night. slept whole four hours. we call that success round here. then i laid there with nietzsche pickin at my brain. weirdest shit always slips in when i’m not sleepin at 1am. amor fati. love...
#StreamOfConsciousness
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4 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 5:01am
5th Apr 2025 5:01am
SpotLight - PAR
Welcome back to SpotLight, I’m Damian DeadLove. Got another great episode tonight, that I hope you’ll enjoy. This interview segment is meant for the DU community, as a way to get to know about the poet/poetess behind the writes.
Our guest tonight is a poet who calls Portugal home. He’s been a member here since May of 2022. And has over 800 writes, folks.
He’s a gifted writer with all the tools. A tremendous storyteller with a vast vocabulary. Most of all he’s a kind soul.
Tonight’s guest is: (Paulo Acacio Ramos) but we all call him, PAR. Round...
Our guest tonight is a poet who calls Portugal home. He’s been a member here since May of 2022. And has over 800 writes, folks.
He’s a gifted writer with all the tools. A tremendous storyteller with a vast vocabulary. Most of all he’s a kind soul.
Tonight’s guest is: (Paulo Acacio Ramos) but we all call him, PAR. Round...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Umm
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 7:08pm
4th Apr 2025 7:08pm
04.0.4.2025
How do you handle sunsets
with the pink underbellies of birds
in flight and cotton candy skies
turning blue to gray to pink to purple
while you're laying in bed saying yes & no to the one you love
while his eyes;
you can't look at them
with the pink underbellies of birds
in flight and cotton candy skies
turning blue to gray to pink to purple
while you're laying in bed saying yes & no to the one you love
while his eyes;
you can't look at them
#nonfiction
#prose
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DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 9:32am
4th Apr 2025 9:32am
Willfully In The Dark
It is I again. I guess I should have explained something about myself, I don’t know if I ever addressed this, I hate fucking politics. I write about them sure, but I don’t love anything about the process. I stay informed, but I’m not a fan.
It’s a necessity, not something I enjoy. It helped ruin a friendship, someone I loved liked a brother, it helped destroy a songwriting partnership. Because, I woke up from a 33 year party, and realized some lines had been crossed.
Worst of all it didn’t get any better, when I got sober. I’m talking about, Joey G, of course....
It’s a necessity, not something I enjoy. It helped ruin a friendship, someone I loved liked a brother, it helped destroy a songwriting partnership. Because, I woke up from a 33 year party, and realized some lines had been crossed.
Worst of all it didn’t get any better, when I got sober. I’m talking about, Joey G, of course....
#philosophical
#satirical
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