Singapore    My heart is burning and fiery red, glowing, red-hot with unbearable heat. A reflection of life, yet so close to death, that if I'm not …

Jakarta    sometimes i feel too much and think too much and the only way i can sort my thoughts is through words.

24/F/Nigeria   

Uni'verse'    In the Ocean of Poetry, I'm not even a drop. In another world, I'm A writer with two best sellers in Telugu, and gearing up …

20/F/( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)   

Canada   

45/F/Michigan    Writing is a reminder that I'm still alive. A hippie with a gypsies touch. Hollow, trying to embrace the earths saliva. Ask me anything I'm …

-    somehow

Philippines    I breathe art. My poems define me. Enjoy me as you enjoy my works.

And I'll get bored and feel trapped, cause that's what happens with me.

India   

Texas    If my poetry reaches anyone, I'll be content.

Mumbai    A little bit of everything :)

Where Is My Mind?    I'm Autumn. I spend too much of my time writing poems (more time than you think),so I add to the site quite often. Feedback welcome! …

30/M/Norman    That which is and that which must be, is it there for me to see; to hear; to feel? Or is it but a dream; …

New York, NY    Let me go

rice paddy    god is vast, but the forest is vaster still

Hyderabad    Live life lovely >3

McConnellsburg, PA    Trying to become hopelessly entangled in enlightenment. I've been writing as long as I can remember... The quality has fluctuated and I am my own …