Freeversepoem Stories

There are words that remain untold, kept in the deepest chest in our hearts. We tried to forget but it kept on chasing and haunting the present. This is a compilation of...

My collection of poems and one-shots~ They're my work and, please, don't plagiarize because I will not hesitate to report and block you~ Note: the poems improve, slowly...

Just a bunch of things I have written myself in creative writing.

I have no idea what this is. I wrote it in my English classes for something to do. It's basically from America to England, about and after the Revolutionary War. Review...

A poet who's spent his life solely for the purpose of writing poems, his childhood was gloomy and all of his loved ones betrayed him, and the only thing that he could tr...

My childhood home

I am From poem. Free-verse. Slight angst. Life from the point of veiw of a little sister, looking up to an older brother/sibling.

I dont write often. I try too, but i get afraid... Please vote if you like it. <3

Just about a great friend

This is a free-verse poem which the writer hopes to reach others. This compiles the writer's emotional turmoil with their unrequited love and unheard wishes. Unspoken fe...

𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝘯. 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚; 𝑺𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒎𝒊𝒏 "...

(n.) a beauty that is more than skin-deep. "but i'm a sunflower, a little funny if i were a rose, maybe you'd want me" - sunflower, shannon purser. to read at...

A free verse poem inspired by Sylvia Plath's "The Bell Jar".

the living book. -this piece of work is poorly written and I wouldn't really recommend reading it- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ i will find you ...

welcome to my world.

A poem about an unfortunate fellow who was only sleeping in his bed when suddenly, the unexpected happened. What will be his fated end? Good or bad, you'll never know un...

A poem analyzing the journey Sora went through up to the end of Kingdom Hearts 3. How much has Sora grown, since his journey started as a young kid? How much growing doe...

i wish i couldn't look at myself in the mirror because it hurts whenever i do ___________ a collection of poetry about the pains of growing up in a poisoned world writte...