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Peter Balkus
39/M/United Kingdom   
Patricia Mapipi Julieyvna
27/F/South Africa    I'm of Ukrainian decent.I can speak English and Russian fluently. I love meeting new people, swimming and reading. My favorite book has to be George …
Left Foot Poet
To walk on the left, you must know right. ~~—————————————— “Poetry - but what is poetry. Many shaky answers have been given to this question. …
62/M/Massachusetts   
ogdiddynash
M/Ant-hard-ica    she inquires why I write so many poems, easy comes reply: It gives me a fantastic living, it makes and gives, each poem, a calculation, …
Bongani G-kay
18/M/I vory park    Rap n poetry
onlylovepoetry
tween the heart and NYC    only love poems and other complaints; “teach me where the apostrophe goes, the comma and why the question mark is curved and dotted like my …
M/nyc    these days breathe through words, molecules of vowels, stem cells of consonants, the fabric, the tissues of life, veins are a dictionary of corpuscles, red …
arthur samuel papa
22/M/Ghana    A desire to eternize memories and ideas through art keeps the desire to write...I hope to express myself in an accepted manner
22/F    Ungrateful soul
Carl Fynn
32/M/Elmina    The unseen seen - The seen unseen
Akintola kunle
35/M/lagos    A professional historian and poet born in lagos nigeria
57/M    Hello there, as you can see this page is just starting so bare with me. I myself am a novice writer but felt the urge …
Jose Luis Carreño Troncoso
M/Chile, San Antonio    " IN THE DANGER GROWS, WHICH ALSO SAVE US..." Tragediographer and Submythological Demiurge - Screenwriter, Novelist, Essayist, Tragic Poet, Narrator-Storyteller Translator and Researcher. www.joseluiscarreniotroncoso.wordpress.com
nishta
17/F/india    i'm the kind of person who highlights lines and paragraphs that strike a cord within me in books and jot down notes on the side.
Maria Mitea
If I do not strive who will?!
18/F/Africa    Writing is a whole new world with no limitations
25/F/Philadelphia    honey, poems are for your play. i want to see you sticky with sweat, arms deep in it. dont pay attention to the rulebook, have …
21/F    I judge people with their degree of honesty I write when my inner impulses gets thirst
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