England    i love writing. i try to let my subconscious write the poems. born may 1969.

16/M/tennessee   

23/M/Philippines    "Wonderstruck by the Offerings of Nature. Believed anything can be possible. Striving to Right something special. Inspiring for those who felt shallow". (NCJ)POETRYProductions. ©2017,2018,2019

31/M/🍁✓Lure Pot ✓🍁    MY BooKs [amazon.com/author/lurepot] and I develop websites, design and format Amazon Kindle books

My new book, "BitterSweet," has hit #1 New Release on Amazon's Best Sellers List, I hope you can grab a copy! Sample stories in the …

M/Georgia, USA    I had never written anything before 1996. I died for 7 minutes, revived by an emergency medical team I awoke to not be quite the …

15/F    Writing is an important part of my life and it helps me express myself. Here is a link for more of my poems. http://my.w.tt/UiNb/6WjqmutDBC

26/M/Bel Air, MD    Lawyer and poet quelling boredom.

36/F/Grantspass , oregon    If the words that you spoke were written upon your skin would you still be beautiful?

creepy poetry

Costa Rica    Writting about life or something like it (>".)> (any way free hugs?)

Kingston, Jamaica    For as long as I could remember... Words were my strength, It gives one the capability to feel. Poetry can never be any deeper than …

M/Uder the burning sun...    “Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?” Robert Browning https://about.me/asayyash

New York City, USA    Words hold in them a special power. Even one word can change the direction of your life! "What if" one of my words could stop …

UK    I love creative writing, especially poetry. "O the mind, mind has mountains; cliffs of fall Frightful, sheer, no-man-fathomed." GM Hopkins. Perfection is Relative.

25/F/NeverLand    For darkness is as light to you -Psalm 139:12

Bristol, England    I am Unique + I am a Capricorn = I am a Unicorn. . .© Pagan Paul 2016 - 2023 . .

F/Where the roses wilt    ,,Do not watch the petals fall from the rose with sadness, know that, like life, things sometimes must fade, before they can bloom again,,

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 …