Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Poets.

Nemesis
Incongruous rage eludes me, “lover boy” it snared you like quicksand, I quavered you’re quelled and qua our antagonistic future, implausible now
By Edward Swaffordabout 12 hours ago in Poets
The Scent of My Mother: An Invisible Embrace
The scent of her skin still lives in me. When I close my eyes, she is there — present, gentle, safe. It was the scent of white, soft skin,
By Magma Starabout 12 hours ago in Poets
Closer Than Distance
This ghazal explores an intimate paradox: the closer something feels, the less tangible it becomes. The beloved is never fully seen, yet deeply experienced—like a fragrance in the air. It’s a meditation on emotional closeness that transcends physical distance.
By heasb001about 12 hours ago in Poets
Defective view from above all
Defective View From Above All From high above, they claim it’s clear, A softened world, untouched by fear, Through tinted glass of gentle shade,
By George’s Girl 2026 about 12 hours ago in Poets
The Weight of Dusk
This ghazal captures a quiet, urban loneliness—the kind that arrives at dusk, when the world slows and memory grows louder. It speaks of unspoken words, missed chances, and the weight of a single moment stretched across time. Love here is intimate, human, and painfully close.
By heasb002about 12 hours ago in Poets
Where Absence Becomes Presence
This ghazal explores a paradox: how absence can transform into a deeper form of presence. The beloved is no longer external, but internalized—becoming part of the speaker’s being. It’s a philosophical reflection on love beyond possession, where distance dissolves into identity.
By Rahatweb Websiteabout 12 hours ago in Poets
A Love Written Across the Sky
I have loved you in the soft silence of midnight, when the stars hang low and the moon watches the earth in peace. I have loved you
By Atiqbuddyabout 13 hours ago in Poets
The Peace I Need
I want this deep peace under the old tree’s cool shade nothing more I need. Note: I find immense peace among the trees. What about you?
By Seema Patelabout 14 hours ago in Poets
Leave Me Alone
My behavior is not always the best. Sometimes you will find me yelling, “Leave me alone.” What is that? As Sigmund Freud said,
By Seema Patelabout 14 hours ago in Poets
Comfort Zone
somewhere within this numb i was able to emit a garbled grunt semi muffled guttural antagonistic hidden behind
By Brenabout 14 hours ago in Poets
Remember, You Asked for This
I’m not like you. I never have been. It’s why I sit in here in the back And listen. Just listen. You have so much to say.
By R. B. Boothabout 14 hours ago in Poets
Self Improvement
Corruption closes in on me. The vices try to take my mind, But virtue's grace will set me free. I wish them love and liberty,
By A. S. Lawrenceabout 14 hours ago in Poets