Writerslift Stories

The morning sun still climbs the sky, The world moves on as days go by... I put a smile upon my face, And try to find my normal pace... But underneath the things I do, My quiet mind goes back to you... ​We built a world of laugh and light, We held each other through the night... Your gentle touch, your simple words, Were sweetest songs I'd ever heard... I thought our love would always stay, And never fade or walk away... But promises can trip and fall, And now there's nothing left at all... A sudden storm, a sharp goodbye, Left broken pieces, wondering why... My heart is split, a heavy stone, Relearning how to beat alone... ​I want to take a step ahead, And clear the shadows from my bed... But memories are stubborn things, They hold the joy that yesterday brings... I'm trapped within the life we made, Where perfect moments never fade... ​I cannot seem to turn the page, Like someone locked inside a cage... I look ahead, but look behind, It's only you inside my mind... Haunted by the happy times we knew, I cannot move away from you...

these are a compilation of prompts of different genre's for writers, updates are monthly

A collection of dark poems expressing intense and poignant feelings of love, anger, pain, and loss. These stirring and emotional pieces explore human emotions and complexity of love and relationships. With their vivid and striking language, these poems capture the depths of emotions and the intensity of human experiences.

A stolen show. A secret vow. A fortress that fell in a single night. It started with a meeting of eyes and a "beautiful bite." It ended with a "blissful curse." Written by a student who solved every problem in the textbook, but couldn't solve her.

Jeremy is at the end of his rope, but when a chance encounter lands him a job at a shifty looking lab on the night shift no less. Seven nights on duty, seven nights off. Seems legit, right? Jeremy thought so. At least until his first night, when strange things begin happening...

Dedicated to people the poet couldn't name. Perhaps they say, the purest kind of love is loving in silence. No words, no promises, just love so true and real. #poetry #poem #poet #writer #writerslift #wattpad #wattpader #wattpadpoems