On Oblivions Doorstep    I am that which was once many stars but faded reborn under a different name Darkness is my tether enjoy my many shades.. Once the …

Sacramento, CA. USA    Born, Lived, Dreamed Won, Lost, Gave Drove, Flew, Road MO, All Over, Still Love, Love, Love Truck, Kite, Bike “To laugh often and much; To …

29/F/Los Angeles    Eroticism, Philosophy, Pain, Death and Love I’m your drug.

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29/M/Richmond, VA   

Guangzhou, China    "All I had to offer was my own confusion." -Jack Kerouac "Ditto." - Me Warrior, poet, wanderer. These words are a tale wrought decades. Tumblr …

Grace has loved writing and stories since the day she could breathe. She’s not sure she’d know how to breathe without them. She fell down …

F/PPC Palawan, Philippines    "Ako'y saksi sa pagtagas ng mga salita sa kawalan, siyang tuntungan ng pag-ibig na isinaboy sa ginintuang kalawakan" - SYL #JesusSaves http://arkitektulaatbp.wordpress.com/

A new day means distance is not a boundary but a disturbance in the balance of happiness.

F    But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream his wings are clipped and his feet are …

Woodlands    amber on, you questor to meet Him? yes, the creator

M/Shimla, India    Get up, do, nap, repeat!

Dublin and Vienna    Publications:- A Gentle Madness - 2013 - ISBN: 978-1-304-16159-8 First Love - 2011 - ISBN: 978-1-4477-3086-6 Butterflies for Breakfast - 2009 - ISBN: 978-1-4452-0961-6 Reflections …

Ireland    "My friend you would not tell with such high zest,to children ardent for some desperate glory, the old lie; dulce et decorum est pro patria …

Nova Scotia    Writing poetry for the everyday people. A lot of people have a hard time understanding poetry so I am writing so they can read and …

Poetry is much more than ink's indulgence, it's a memorialized rebirth in shared experiences, coming to terms and celebrating verily before our eyes.

Somewhere in Asia    A coffee and books lover. A melancholy spirit. An unknown piece of particle among billions of dust.

"I should like to write you the kind of words that burn the paper they are written on..." -Dorothy L. Sayers.

“i write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still”

We were all born with different hearts

Malaysia    Procrastination is the thief of time, that's why I murder a rhyme, one word at a time. And you've never heard of a mind as …