Non-Fiction Prose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art
Darkpoem
Mochii
Mochii
Poem Published
28th Jun 2020 4:34am
28th Jun 2020 4:34am
Backstory
I had a friend
She made me do awful things.
She taught me to scam, lie, and
I was 9
She forced me to watch porn
When my parents found out they were furious
I had a friend
This time different.
She made me choose between her
and a real friend.
She left town after she was rejected
I had a friend.
I trusted her wholeheartedly
But she and her other friends
Decided to make me want to die
I couldn't escape
We haven't talked in two years
I had a friend.
She was my heart's desire
But all...
She made me do awful things.
She taught me to scam, lie, and
I was 9
She forced me to watch porn
When my parents found out they were furious
I had a friend
This time different.
She made me choose between her
and a real friend.
She left town after she was rejected
I had a friend.
I trusted her wholeheartedly
But she and her other friends
Decided to make me want to die
I couldn't escape
We haven't talked in two years
I had a friend.
She was my heart's desire
But all...
#friendship
#betrayal
#manipulation
48 reads
4 Comments
Lazy_Dead
.Julia.
.Julia.
Poem Published
27th Jun 2020 2:38am
27th Jun 2020 2:38am
A Dangerous Woman
They say a beautiful woman can be a dangerous thing. She is pretty, and she is certainly dangerous. But that’s not what does them in. She has a sharp mind and a power with words. Her words can be intoxicating and motivating but she also knows how to use them as lethal weapons. Cutting you to the core, with eloquently wrapped truths. Leaving your mind reeling and the ground underneath you shaking.
She is a connoisseur of words who refuses to waste them. So if she opens her mouth, you can expect anything that comes out to be intentional and drenching with sincerity. She doesn’t...
She is a connoisseur of words who refuses to waste them. So if she opens her mouth, you can expect anything that comes out to be intentional and drenching with sincerity. She doesn’t...
#PowerOfWords
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14 Comments
Alexloveletters
Poem Published
25th Jun 2020 5:38am
25th Jun 2020 5:38am
Eager for pleasure
I need tenderness, caresses... take me into a whirlwind of desires!
My masculinity is becoming more demanding...
I'm a man in need for your love.
Your hands are burning my skin... your hungry mouth tastes my lips.
Your provocative glance is upon me.
Our bodies are searching for each other...finding each other...
and make love to each other.
Passion takes us like a very tempting demon.
Eager for pleasure, you surrender yourself into my hands, you moan.
Our bodies undulate, intertwine and merge together.
Our naked skins sweat with...
My masculinity is becoming more demanding...
I'm a man in need for your love.
Your hands are burning my skin... your hungry mouth tastes my lips.
Your provocative glance is upon me.
Our bodies are searching for each other...finding each other...
and make love to each other.
Passion takes us like a very tempting demon.
Eager for pleasure, you surrender yourself into my hands, you moan.
Our bodies undulate, intertwine and merge together.
Our naked skins sweat with...
#love
#temptation
#passion
80 reads
2 Comments
Neoma
Poem Published
25th Jun 2020 2:20am
25th Jun 2020 2:20am
to continue pushing a narrative window
If you read this, and if it would please you to help me one more time
would you think about saying hello? But just think about it. Don't really
Some other time.
You tried to be my friend a long time, but I couldn't a lot at all, and for why, I didn't know how.
There were a lot of understands I didn't. I didn't understand why I was taking hormones, not to mention I'd never figured out Faith nor understood...
would you think about saying hello? But just think about it. Don't really
Some other time.
You tried to be my friend a long time, but I couldn't a lot at all, and for why, I didn't know how.
There were a lot of understands I didn't. I didn't understand why I was taking hormones, not to mention I'd never figured out Faith nor understood...
#love
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Panda-Paw
UrbanPoe
UrbanPoe
Poem Published
24th Jun 2020 5:51pm
24th Jun 2020 5:51pm
To Daddy
You were a killer.
Not in the usual, physical sense, no.
Your specialty was the sense of people.
Whom you'd slowly corrupt.
Like a spider you'd trap us,
In nets of lies and guilt.
You took my mentality,
And shattered it
Into a thousand pieces.
Everything you touched
Would slowly, but surely,
fall apart.
You made it clear.
It was my fault
that I couldn't love you back.
To this day, after seventeen years,
I'm still recollecting.
I still don't recognise
Who I am.
I no longer see you, ...
Not in the usual, physical sense, no.
Your specialty was the sense of people.
Whom you'd slowly corrupt.
Like a spider you'd trap us,
In nets of lies and guilt.
You took my mentality,
And shattered it
Into a thousand pieces.
Everything you touched
Would slowly, but surely,
fall apart.
You made it clear.
It was my fault
that I couldn't love you back.
To this day, after seventeen years,
I'm still recollecting.
I still don't recognise
Who I am.
I no longer see you, ...
#parent
#identity
#abuse
32 reads
0 Comments
Anxnymxus
Poem Published
24th Jun 2020 2:30pm
24th Jun 2020 2:30pm
A Quote
'Live a life you will remember.'' Avicii said.
''Live a life you want to remember.'' That's what I said.
''Live a life you want to remember.'' That's what I said.
#memories
21 reads
1 Comment
Madintellect
Mike stew
Mike stew
Poem Published
24th Jun 2020 6:12am
24th Jun 2020 6:12am
One more year
Well it's been three years now since I had had the whole world in my head. Amen hates me but I don't know why that is. A man is a real family royal family that is in control of the world. I was living on the streets for three years, there's no reason for me to ever go back there again. I had a day everyday, no I don't know why I can't just get a job I need to do what I got to do. The whole world is in my head, it's the craziest thing that ever happened to me. I have a new girlfriend now. We've been going out now for over a month and things are going good. Her name is Holly and I like her a...
#hope
20 reads
2 Comments
Frustrated_prole
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2020 2:45pm
23rd Jun 2020 2:45pm
Juliet and Romeo - Modern relevance
The other night I saw how Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet is relevant today. It hit me, two families full of insufferable miserable people see the love of their youngest offspring as something they have to prevent. Like a mother in-law who hates the women or man, her son has chosen to love, and a father in-law who hates the man or woman his daughter has chosen to love. I am sure there is even more wrapped up in the words. But I took the basic and now I feel that I get it. It took fifteen years of wading through literary bullshit and people talking shit in my ear, before I could finally learn...
#WilliamShakespeare
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Whipped
Diz
Diz
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2020 9:39am
23rd Jun 2020 9:39am
Here's about the only love poem that ain't a poem
#happiness
53 reads
1 Comment
Frustrated_prole
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2020 7:37pm
22nd Jun 2020 7:37pm
How to defeat a Bully
Someone or something is bullying you. It could be a close family member, a school yard fiend, a work colleague, or the government, you could be bullied for anything by anyone.
There are many ways to win.
1. Confront them in a calm and adult manner, this rarely works as most bullies are too ignorant and too damaged to understand adult behaviour, they tend to behave like children in order to get what they want. It does work sometimes though.
2. Seek to find out why, try to understand them and help them, this has never worked for me, it tends to be a...
There are many ways to win.
1. Confront them in a calm and adult manner, this rarely works as most bullies are too ignorant and too damaged to understand adult behaviour, they tend to behave like children in order to get what they want. It does work sometimes though.
2. Seek to find out why, try to understand them and help them, this has never worked for me, it tends to be a...
#happiness
#hope
#bullying
#prison
#despair
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0 Comments
Pimp2ThaFuture04
Poem Published
21st Jun 2020 5:42pm
21st Jun 2020 5:42pm
A Letter to My Dad
I don't have a lot of words to describe the the special Joy I feel when it comes to you my memories were cut short because you're no longer here with me
I have your eyes your smile your talent even your name
I am an Adult now trying to make in this dirty game
To tell you the truth Dad I'm hanging on by wing and a prayer
And I won't forget that you were the first to teach me how to be a player
I feel your presence sometimes when I am in the trenches
Surrounded by gangsters skizas weirdos and winches
I know it's you who is protecting me...
I have your eyes your smile your talent even your name
I am an Adult now trying to make in this dirty game
To tell you the truth Dad I'm hanging on by wing and a prayer
And I won't forget that you were the first to teach me how to be a player
I feel your presence sometimes when I am in the trenches
Surrounded by gangsters skizas weirdos and winches
I know it's you who is protecting me...
#love
#father
#memories
81 reads
5 Comments
randyjohnson
Poem Published
21st Jun 2020 3:27pm
21st Jun 2020 3:27pm
Father's Day
Today is Father's Day and this article is about my dad. His name was Charles Franklin Johnson. He was born on October 18, 1947 and he died on July 13, 2013 at the age of sixty-five. He was named after both of his grandfathers. Dad died of Leukemia. His parents were Bonnie and Burley Johnson. Dad was raised in Sneedville, Tennessee. He and my mom moved back to Sneedville and spent the last two years of their lives there.
Mom and Dad got married on September 25, 1965. My brother and his wife also got married on September the 25th, but that was a coincidence. They didn't do that...
Mom and Dad got married on September 25, 1965. My brother and his wife also got married on September the 25th, but that was a coincidence. They didn't do that...
#father
#family
#FathersDay #nonfiction
#FathersDay #nonfiction
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