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Viany
F/USA    This too; shall pass...
River
How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand there …
ryn
ryn
🇸🇬    Wield them proud for they are your own. Words are yours to cast in stone. Unsheathe them with reason and rhyme. Reveal them so they …
Poetry First
India    Earth received it's finest poetry when to mitigate it's dark clouds the Moon was born Like moonbeams be poetry of humans dispelling darkness, and inspiring …
WendyStarry Eyes
Life to me is a never ending change! "Whose walking down the streets of the city, everyone knows it's Wendy!" http://bit.ly/1niuuqP —-██—— Put this on …
Crystal Freda
25/F/Louisiana   
Eric W
31/M   
M/nyc    these days breathe through words, molecules of vowels, stem cells of consonants, the fabric, the tissues of life, veins are a dictionary of corpuscles, red …
Ioana - Silvia Manea
Pawn on an empty chessboard
rose
F    ♦*–Her mind is constantly flirting with the impossible–*♦
Poetry of the unstable
24/F/Arizona    Im just a lonely soul Trying to find Where to go
Aqua Rose
20/F/Secret Soul Beach    Life is about using the whole box of crayons. You need the colors you don't like to finish your picture and the broken ones still …
onlylovepoetry
tween the heart and NYC    only love poems and other complaints; “teach me where the apostrophe goes, the comma and why the question mark is curved and dotted like my …
Matt
29/M/Toronto    Professional musician and amateur poet living in Toronto.
Anonymous Freak
22/F/USA    “When a flower grows wild It can always survive, Wild flowers don’t care where they grow.” -Dolly Parton ...Poetfreak is my original home. For more …
Mims
21/Androgynous/Time Machine    Every night I stay up too late, Begging for something exciting.
beth fwoah dream
England    i love writing. i try to let my subconscious write the poems. born may 1969.
M/New Mexico, USA    "The myth of fulfillment makes us miss the most beautiful aspect of our human souls: our emptiness, our incompleteness, our radical yearning for love." Gerald …
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