Story Poems
do you remember(as a child)
by Rumi Ullidov
Do you remember
As a child
When the neighbour
Pissed off
Chided you?
Did you get angry
Because he shouted
Or embarrassed
Because he was right?
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A Different Kind of Reality
by B DEWITT
When night comes,
a darker place calls to me.
It is my light,
my candle,
my way.
Reality shapes and shifts
revealing a path;
a broken boundary.
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we gotta spend more time together
by Bogdan Dragos
“I was ten years old,” she said,
her head resting on
my shoulder. “And the flames
covered the damn sky. Though our
neighbor was actually
lucky. Lucky I
didn’t burn his house. I mean,
motherfucker had it
coming. You don’t run over a girl’s
puppy and expect to
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twist the blade
by Bogdan Dragos
again
she grabs a stool
and places it into the corner
of the room,
climbs on it, assumes the lotus position
and closes her eyes
and covers her ears with headphones
She faces the corner
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The Devil's tale
by El Mann
Where he goes death follows
Why that is no one knows
What he touches turns to dust
Yet he knows not what he does
The concept of joy is a stranger to him
If he has ever felt it at all it was but a gleam
He too shall never obtain love
As though some divine punishment from above
He does know what love is
But he will forever be denied that eternal bliss
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Yayu's AI New Forum
by Yayu Uppsurya
In New Forum, where shutters dam the sun's stream,
A quilt of souls in a chessboard's dream.
A crush of commerce in a serpentine dance,
Where shadows flicker, and silence prances.
Smiths and spinners, a chorus of toil,
Their labor weaves dreams on the loom of will.
Cries of merchants in measured tone,
Echo through arches, time's own drone.
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Chapstick
by Teo Luchin
There’s a quiet in the clutter,
a stillness in the scattered remnants
of days that blur together.
A sock without a partner,
an empty gum container,
dead batteries waiting for a final farewell.
all of them stranded in the corners of the everyday,
reminders of the passing time.
I used to resent them, these remnants of ownership,
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Our Childhood
by Pijush Biswas
We were Ten; although half-grown old
Now, peep through clouds still
Long at a distance the sun does fill
Our minds, with happiness sold.
We were Ten!
Together we were dear to all often.
We were Ten; although half-grown old
Now, cross the river yet
The bridge under feet told-
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'तुजे जीना सीखा रही थी'
by SANJAY SAHARAN
🍃🍂🍃🍂🍃🍂🍃🍂🍃🍂🍃🍂
मैंने कल एक झलक जिंदगी को देखा,
वो मेरी राह में गुनगुना रही थी...
मैं ढूंढ़ रहा था उसे इधर उधर,
वो ऑंख मिचोली कर मुस्कुरा रही थी...
एक अरसे के बाद आया मुझे करार,
वो थपकी दे मुझे सुला रही थी...
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i’ve never told a story
by Annie H
i’ve never told a story
someone else had never heard
i’ve never wrote a book
because i couldn’t find the words
i’ve scratched out all the words
on the pages that i wrote
i’ve drowned letters in the water
and i’ve thrown them off of the boat
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