America
My writing is from the heart. I spend little time planning my poems. A thought pops into my head and I give it freedom. All …
All poems come from inspiration from Mayday Parade.
West Virginia
Hey!!! I'm Shyanna, you can call me Shy. I love anything creative (music, art, and of course writing,) and am always open to new ideas …
VA
Poetry is my life and there's nothing else that needs to be said
Michigan
I write shitty poetry about things. I have a really rad boyfriend too. I'm 17 years old. and currently dwelling in the mitten. That's about …
Warped Tour
Hey this is Demonized Angels We're a punk rock band from the middle of nowhere. We try our best to write but it doesn't always …
I live In books + my mind
They say you can tell a lot about a person from their biography So I hope mine proves useful in that regard I was born …
Los Angeles
I see people for who they are .And not for how they look. Beauty is only skin deep. They can be rotten inside. Ugly is …
29/M/765, IN
I've always loved literature and everything to do with it. Words are my favorite thing in the world. If you have any questions, want to …
22/Gender Nonconforming/South Africa
23/F
share some of my work, if you like FOLLOW BACK love ya keep writing rock on Message lot of people who have seen my work …
Pennsylvania
Forever hurt..Forever broken.....An angel ready to go home.....
26/M/Florida
USA (PA)
Hey guys I'm 18 and I'm senior in high school. I hope you guys like my poems. I am a Christian. Taken :) If you …
New York
works of art not made from pastels or pigmented shades, but rather 26 letters and sounds speak to the soul, not only the eyes
Pennsylvania
For a star to be born, there's one thing that must happen. A gaseous nebula must collapse. So collapse. Crumble. This is not your destruction. …
Brooklyn
Born and raise in Brooklyn A lot on my mind,Poetry sets it at ease
Trussville , Alabama
Writing poetry for over fifty years
Pennsylvania
"Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best, even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives, and …
Atlanta
The shadows are my home, In an abandoned shed I freeze As I rock back and forth thinking to myself Writing down ever letter that …