Freelit Stories

Where once was a wall, there's now a void bored.

As a kid, this is how I looked when I was sick but didn't wanna be ill. My body remembers, so here I am having fought pain and discomfort, setback and mourning of an old...

Rules have a function, rules also exist to be tested. Especially in writing poetry, grammar needs to sing a lower tone next to rhythm or rhyme, but even without rhyme in...

More than a hundred years ago now, Guillaume Apollinaire died from the Spanish flu. He never fully recovered an injury to the temple as a result from a French assault at...

When all is dark, the light isn't only outside the tunnel, inside the tunnel burns a light too.

The forensic evidence left by a murderer, in almost correct haiku syllables.

The how to is a phenomenon connected to this day and age. We all see the clickbait, the invitational banners, the lure with photos and videos. After the click this world...

Just HoPe a description for THis pOeM is unnecessary.

In the abandonment there's a tilting point where the walls come closer and closer. Until the room is gone, that's where I set a new step, let the old go and found the lo...

In a new World our species once more become hunter gatherers in our backyards and cities..

How our ancestors warned us for the cyclic dangers of the Sun. Into the Solar minimum the corona holes will start to increase. This will directly affect the weather on o...

The arrogance laid bare where compassion and empathy are traded in for select superiority. All in search for the new prophet. It's an old message seen before. There's no...

To find a remedy we need to change our belief system. There won't be one miracle drug, nor will there be time or breathing space for scalper capitalists who want to get...

A goodbye for ever.

Which word can I use, or can't I use to describe the con played in front of our eyes?

Is the golden ratio truly golden? Has this number truly been incorporated by painters and sculptors? Or is it just the rule of nature into what we perceive as more beaut...

In the garden grows one of the most poisonous plants, this plant is to ward off evil. Touch it and you'll die.

A short fable poem about a cat who stands through a number of storms.

The deception of power revealed.

A riddle and fable say often more than a thousand words of agony.