Everywhere
I enjoy the mysterious. The end.
North Carolina
I can feel myself flushing itself again.
Two-Spirit/Out There, Somewhere
He stood upon the soft night and held earnest- The hillside cradles his breaking.
Nigeria
I live to write and inspire. From Monday to Sunday My words live on FOUR WORDS - grit, grace, guts and gumption
Kishan Ballurkar (20) is a third year mechanical engineering student and the author of a poetry book titled "Ink to my thoughts".
Cali
Stockton, Ca
prison ship england
We do what we want and we live by what we did. - nr.
erode
Indonesia
I am a half unread book, I am a thick dust on a wooden window, I am one dead star in a midst of universe.
Kolkta
I am single and fifty one. Have been writing poetry for the last 18 years. My poems have been published in various Haiku magazines and …
here because of stumbleupon
City of Heroes, Indonesia
she ran away in her sleep and dreamed of paradise
32/M/Australia
Mitch. 32. Sydney Australia. https://www.instagram.com/mitchprax http://timeanddisregard.tumblr.com/
20/F/Ohio
Letting go of someone you love is like forgetting someone you never met.
Santa Fe, New Mexico
The darkness and the light hold hands.
writing to save myself // more prose than poetry
Washington
