Figurative Stories

Poems of all lengths and all meanings. A new poem is added every week :D

One family One certain past One unknown future Kai and Jace are twins. And near enemies. Their relationship has been broken into fragments. What will it take to restore what has been lost?

think diary but poetic

"I couldn't hold back the storm..." ... I am the storm, With the oncoming winds; If you try, I bet you could track the weather trends. You are the storm, That brought the thunder and lightning; Conjoined we have become, It's both pleasant and frightening. But at the root of the cause, It's you and always has been; You caused a brewing storm And met mine with your own winds. ...

poetry in a nutshell with the use of soda, the beach and love Feelings are like soda stains - they look harmless at first, but the longer they sit, the deeper they set, until even time can't scrub them clean

We all "drive drunk" sometimes. It may not be literally, but we've all driven drunk. Some of us are drunk with love, others with sleep, and still others with hardship. Yet we still grab that wheel and drive. It's dangerous and sometimes it hurts us-sometimes we can't get through it, other times it shapes who we are. I drive drunk. Do you?

To be the ghost of a person

Poems, feelings, and thoughts. Nothing rare, just myself.

An impatient young boy learns a new meaning for "invisibility" while idolizing his big brother and protector, who meticulously plants an ordinary bed of daisies in the middle of nowhere.

An exploration of my psyche, as viewed through the lens of literary devices.

Door

A poetry work reflecting on certain phenomenons in life.

I hear rhymes in my mind, all the time. Hope you enjoy a piece of my mind :)):)

My new book of poetry springing to life, Intriguing the soul and brightening the lives, Pouring emotion and bringing tears to the eyes, Filled with my truth but could be engraved with their lies.

I really did my best, I really tried To keep this bright light under shade But this feeling I can no longer hide Gotta let it glow, gotta let you know I laughed, I broke-down, I cried I stumbled, I smiled, I faked, I lied I saw life's joys and it's violence Time to expose the Unspoken Silence. ~UnspokenSilence~✍️ Consider it as a portrait of life as a rollercoaster with different emotions and experiences affecting people. Take a cruise through this poem collection and am quite sure you're going to like it.

A collection (more like jumble) of poems I've written throughout the years and have decided to throw on here.

A documentary story of what the eye see during the days in his past, present and future.

Another poem inside the world of self-harm