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Prabhu Iyer
Quantum Dot    Contemporary rhythm poet. Have a thing for the noir :) Blog: http://prabhuiyer.wordpress.com/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/prabhuiyerpage Twitter: @iyerprabhu © 2012-2018 Prabhu Iyer. All rights reserved.
JM
JM
All poems posted here are my original works, except the ones that are not mine. Copyright ©2012-2017 J.M. All Rights Reserved.
lolosworld
Texas    I like to write lyrics. Unfortunately, I have no musical talent. But that doesn't mean i can't share. So i am converting my writing into …
Kassel D
Ontario, Canada    "Were it not for hope the heart would break" -Scottish proverb
Buenos Aires   
Sam Marlowe
Jennifer
Kate
Houston.    Hey I'm Kate. I've been writing poems since I was around 13. I'm glad I found a place to share them since letting people I …
Ayaba Babe
Fort Lauderdale    Angel | Àse | Flower Child. Vermont. Boston. South Florida. PHENOMENAL... just like Miss Angelou, HONEY consistency... just like Oshun.
Lyra Brown
Beautiful things are fragile.
Olga Valerevna
Vladivostok    These words, I need to write them down.
pixels
24/Ohio, USA    insecurity thrives in the gap between "I want to" and "I should".
Donny Edward Klein
Milwaukee    “Some lose all mind and become soul, insane. some lose all soul and become mind, intellectual. some lose both and become accepted.” “An intellectual says …
Micheal Wolf
On the edge of reason, UK    You Can't Polish a Turd so don't waste time trying! Male White to avoid confusion! Brain fitted as standard on this model but it plays …
Wherever my feet take me    I can't look out the window and tell you what the room I stand in looks like, and so I can't tell you who I …
TheRisingStar
Manhattan    Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two, where summers lasted longer than we do. Where nothing really mattered, except for me to be with …
Hannah Elisabeth Johnston
when things go wrong... don't go with them. hannahjohnstonart.com
Mek and the Infinite Madness
Under my bed...    ...We learned to sing the songs of our forefathers and danced around the fire and dream of dreams we never had and managed to climb …
Rachael Stainthorpe
Huddersfield    Just bleeding words
Sydney Rianne Bouldin
I write because words build up, and explosions aren't really my thing.
Aime Worcester
and the question that leaves me hazy is, am I, or the others crazy?
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