The back of your mind    c'est la vie

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 …

I didn't find poetry, poetry found me. And now that it has, its the only expression I have. All poems are the original works and …

30/M/Kampala-Uganda    A fallen Leaf in Autumn, a golden Tulip in Spring. ALL POEMS ©

The Netherlands    Storm Schraven. Queer, socialist and feminist from the Netherlands.

25/F/Iceland    Submerged in my sea of thoughts.

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 …

20/F/Portland, OR    Give me a pen, and I'll write you the world. || https://www.instagram.com/s.l.c.poetry/ || http://scharlish14.wix.com/forgetmenot

Earth    I hate writing.

Hell, Norway    They told me to write about myself, and so I wrote naught, for I do not even know who I truly am~

F/Under The MoonLight 131    (Tahirih Boodhoo now Manoo) I write only when inspired~100% original-from my mind and light. Inspired by reality and my very own dreamland~ Experiences of: Peace, …

Philippines    My Mind is a Dangerous Place...

In between worlds    I'm just here to dilute myself further into the abyss of emotion. That is all

death by elocution

I'm riddled with things like indecision. I write a bit.

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

Mumbai    A little bit of everything :)

F/California    I'm just a California girl with flowers in her hair and love in her eyes. I am writing from within my soul. I hope you …

27/F/with the sirens   

Limbo    Tick. Tock.