Non-Fiction Prose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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.
Whipped
Diz
Diz
Poem Published
Today 3:37am
Today 3:37am
Missing the mark
Could be saving their life from vultures I keep reading about. Circleing
#love
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1 Comment
cold_fusion
Poem Published
Today 3:07am
Today 3:07am
a mouthful of...
#humankind
#philosophical
#symbolism
22 reads
MyLadyCharlotina
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:16pm
Yesterday 3:16pm
Right Moves
Christina, no one can try you,
you are the best
Do you know what I mean?
The person, understands the
knowledge
At the glass table, I like ‘waves’.
My mouth if I can't resist "I
can't."
Comin 'Down (Come Come)
Comin 'Down (Come, Come)
At the tree level, love me, if I
can’t think straight
We will go down one by one
So I'm down
Always down
The cold ran down my back
Because he comforted me
Every...
you are the best
Do you know what I mean?
The person, understands the
knowledge
At the glass table, I like ‘waves’.
My mouth if I can't resist "I
can't."
Comin 'Down (Come Come)
Comin 'Down (Come, Come)
At the tree level, love me, if I
can’t think straight
We will go down one by one
So I'm down
Always down
The cold ran down my back
Because he comforted me
Every...
#confessional
#myself
#mystery #pagan
#mystery #pagan
12 reads
2 Comments
cold_fusion
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:27am
Yesterday 1:27am
materials
can be made into
all sorts of things
what
matter's to those
who seek
and have decided
forms
they patronise the patterns
order
symmetry
i say peek inside the heart
if you can
use
moulded by the need
nothing exists in free form
does it?
the event(ful) horizon
is just a blink away
singularity
and the single mind
they both
suck
.
all sorts of things
what
matter's to those
who seek
and have decided
forms
they patronise the patterns
order
symmetry
i say peek inside the heart
if you can
use
moulded by the need
nothing exists in free form
does it?
the event(ful) horizon
is just a blink away
singularity
and the single mind
they both
suck
.
#nature
#humankind
#philosophical
34 reads
2 Comments
Whipped
Diz
Diz
Poem Published
21st Nov 2020 7:01pm
21st Nov 2020 7:01pm
Me too damn it
Me too.
#love
21 reads
1 Comment
evee
Poem Published
19th Nov 2020 3:33pm
19th Nov 2020 3:33pm
Whats to come ?
Death is all our end, what more is it than the shedding of our skin to a place unknown maybe our souls grappling with our flesh putting it to its eternal end on to something beyond the painful weight the world guides us to face giving us a subliminal rest.
#hope
#death
#despair
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1 Comment
MyLadyCharlotina
Poem Published
19th Nov 2020 5:52am
19th Nov 2020 5:52am
IRL Your Friendship...
Sing to me
When I feel that everything is wrong
Within me
I want to live there in peace
Waiting for you to say something still
What makes me happy ...
If I could escape by night
You know I wouldn't, given a choice
So bring me back to those interesting ideas
Where I would prefer to be than here with my
Negative elements
Because when I feel wrong,
I want you to sing a song for me there
And I will keep trying to stop myself from fighting
So you will think of me more,
Still...
When I feel that everything is wrong
Within me
I want to live there in peace
Waiting for you to say something still
What makes me happy ...
If I could escape by night
You know I wouldn't, given a choice
So bring me back to those interesting ideas
Where I would prefer to be than here with my
Negative elements
Because when I feel wrong,
I want you to sing a song for me there
And I will keep trying to stop myself from fighting
So you will think of me more,
Still...
#love
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Whipped
Diz
Diz
Poem Published
18th Nov 2020 3:17pm
18th Nov 2020 3:17pm
He said with a laugh
I'm getting you ready for pain."
That shattered my heart
So I ripped out his....
Done.
That shattered my heart
So I ripped out his....
Done.
#respect
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Honoria
Poem Published
18th Nov 2020 7:50am
18th Nov 2020 7:50am
Dear Diary,
I’m grown woman with the mental age of a twelve year old tween.
I’ve started reading and writing poetry. Dont ask. I don’t know why? Kind of wish I was better at it. There are a shit ton of people on here who know what they’re doing. I’m not one of them.
I ate my weight in cookies today because I was mad. Super mature decision. I’m sure I’ll throw them up later.
I’m working over time to present the world a nice version of me. Epic. Fail. I want a drink and I wish I smoked. But that’s dumb I’d just end up with a headache and stinky breath. Still wanna do...
I’ve started reading and writing poetry. Dont ask. I don’t know why? Kind of wish I was better at it. There are a shit ton of people on here who know what they’re doing. I’m not one of them.
I ate my weight in cookies today because I was mad. Super mature decision. I’m sure I’ll throw them up later.
I’m working over time to present the world a nice version of me. Epic. Fail. I want a drink and I wish I smoked. But that’s dumb I’d just end up with a headache and stinky breath. Still wanna do...
#confessional
#honesty
#bittersweet
75 reads
38 Comments
MyLadyCharlotina
Poem Published
18th Nov 2020 4:36am
18th Nov 2020 4:36am
Air Mail
Dear,
Well, Aloha. Again. And in
Continuation
Here are the Roses I promised
You. They are not Just From my
Imagination
Chère. Before and after school
I'll be in Brooklyn by 9:30;
Looking for wild orchids
I love the blue firmament. I can
say nothing else about it, other
than that I think it goes well with,
and...
Well, Aloha. Again. And in
Continuation
Here are the Roses I promised
You. They are not Just From my
Imagination
Chère. Before and after school
I'll be in Brooklyn by 9:30;
Looking for wild orchids
I love the blue firmament. I can
say nothing else about it, other
than that I think it goes well with,
and...
#love
32 reads
3 Comments
DarkPoetess
Poem Published
16th Nov 2020 4:41am
16th Nov 2020 4:41am
False
I’m so pretty
In this swimming reality, I realize that.
I take the worst from those undeserving.
I look at the blue staring back at me.
The sunshine staring back at me.
The words surface, you’re ugly.
The false words falling off the lips of others.
You’re beautiful…the lies.
Leave me to my solitude.
I realize I’m beautiful.
The only type of beautiful recognized,
Ugly mirrored
In this swimming reality, I realize that.
I take the worst from those undeserving.
I look at the blue staring back at me.
The sunshine staring back at me.
The words surface, you’re ugly.
The false words falling off the lips of others.
You’re beautiful…the lies.
Leave me to my solitude.
I realize I’m beautiful.
The only type of beautiful recognized,
Ugly mirrored
#apathy
15 reads
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Frustrated_prole
Poem Published
15th Nov 2020 7:22pm
15th Nov 2020 7:22pm
Plastic you oily bastard!
The world is spinning around, and it's getting dirtier by the year. We live in a global free market, even communist china is capitalist by default. The free market argument is choice, we all have a choice where to buy things, who to buy it from, and by are own poor choices some of us perish in the post-apocalyptic world beneath the land of the living.
The one thing we have no choice on is plastic. We have wood, stone, paper, rubber, all kinds of metals, glass, mud, but it seems the one thing that is truly totalitarian is plastic production. They try and make the consumers feel...
The one thing we have no choice on is plastic. We have wood, stone, paper, rubber, all kinds of metals, glass, mud, but it seems the one thing that is truly totalitarian is plastic production. They try and make the consumers feel...
#pollution
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