"The Spirit and the bride say, 'Come!' And let him who hears say, 'Come!' Whoever is thirsty, let him come; and whoever wishes, let him ...

Ohio,USA..    You can find me on Facebook Brandon Nagley Also on YouTube as Brandon nagley I speak prophecy news on my YouTube channel that matches biblically. ...

California    Old freak, cool cat chilled on back Have gotten unmannerly comment's Troll Mat is outdoors mites, gladly don't come a knocking Gramps gun will go ...

25/F/Boston    all content posted is of personal copyright

Nigeria    My body is the scroll. My scars are my ink. My words are my witness. I am the poem.

Earth, unfortunately.    trapped inside. you might find [lost] pieces of my mind here

All poems original Copyright of Elizabeth Squires.

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A poem is like a tickle, it gives both joy and pain: with blissful tears and tearful giggles, you'll read that poem again. A poem ...

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 ...

Portugal    Who am I? Well, that's a good question, I don't seem to know it either. To make it simple, I make a sentence from "Ricardo ...

F/England    As Ella, my will shall remain.

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

Philippines    Th1rt3en is a divine number.

Canada    Head in the clouds, love found in medicine.

My name is Grace, life is my aesthetic, love is my obsession, and words are my passion.

Philly    The inner machinations of my mind are an enigma

The back of your mind    c'est la vie

MPLS MN    I wrote My first poem at 15 years old, 46 years ago, since then My Rhymes Have Daunted me, Haunted Me, Pounded and Ground me ...

Purgatory    ''Come take a walk, join me in my moonlit charade, shadows play, darkness sings, the curtain opens and the act begins ... '' I am ...

"I have this habit of turning people into poetry before they even have the chance to touch me." - Unknown ____ I write not to ...

Singapore    sweet terrible people