Kerala, India    Poetry to me is self exploration that reveals submerged landscapes, otherwise one is unaware of.I love to read fiction and poetry.As a daily news journalist …

Florida   

In Silence ..    I am just me, on a small blue dot in a vast universe. My words are but carbon in a sea of something lost. All …

I dabble in black and white and end up somewhere interesting watching a grey moon throb against confining sky.

26/Other/Spiritual Infinity, θεός    Gender Fluid.

Kailash    ........it's truly exhilarating to see how the blackness can be scattered in an endless void of empty space....

My Kali kills, my Draupadi strips, my Sita climbs on a strangers lap. My women militate. they belittle kings, take on the sun, take after …

Tasmania    An Englishman, born in the West Midlands, I moved to Tasmania (Australia) in 2011 with my beautiful wife.

losing myself in your love again, as if it wasn't enough before.

I may seem generic, crunchy, and full of chocolate chips. But one small piece of me, will leave a sweet memory forever dawned unto your …

India    An awake dreamer...

Someone once said today will be yesterday and tomorrow will never come... so love today with all your heart, tomorrow might be too late... Friendship …

India    Finding my way... Or do I enjoy being lost?

A writer and an artist. A musician as well. In need of a Savior, I was just a shell. I was a heavy drinker. Alcoholic, …

Faerieland and in my head    —-██—— Put this on —-██—— your profile ██████—if you’re not -—██—— embarrassed —-██—— to tell others —-██—— that you —-██—— believe in God

Vancouver    Pablo Neruda is king. I believe people should live life passionately. Poetry is a safe release of that passion. Twitter @mooretosayblog

Australia    I write when I'm falling in love or feeling shitty

22/Two-Spirit/Space    I missed you guys.

Chicago    Take it, or leave it.

India    Creative Mind. Full Time Graphic Designer. Artist. Poet. Blogger. Graduate in English Literature. Capricorn. Entrepreneur at Chimerical Creativity AKA Dream catcher Weaver. Travelling, I quench. …

from the top of the world    How are words born, how do words die? All I know - they do die a death so sad. Or maybe not. Death is not …

New Delhi, India    The state of perpetual longing keeps me writing