18/F/I'm here, and CA    My poetry is my eulogy.

My new book, "BitterSweet," has hit #1 New Release on Amazon's Best Sellers List, I hope you can grab a copy! Sample stories in the …

California    October 16th, 2012 is our anniversary, Hellopoetry.

F    Tensile restlessness, finally embracing the means to move out of bounds & challenge my depths. Passionate about the land. Final words by Liesel: I have …

M/Kenya   

F/Port Charlotte, FL    Love to read, love to learn I don't claim to be a poet, just set down thoughts and feelings Sometimes see life through a dark …

42/Turkey    I like poems.Poems are my dreams.I am a poetr.I and poem are very good friends.I have ten poetry tecnichals.Everyone is a human.My poems says life's …

23/Non-binary/Philippines    kind of was altogether never there— ebb and flow Nes, once ekelhaft

16/F/in books    Once more into the fray. into the last good fight I'll ever know. - Jon Treloar. WE DON'T​ DIE THAT EASY.

19/M/Myanmar   

18/M/GA    I'm not poetic I'm permanently apathic and this is my only way to make you see the way I do

Toronto   

30/F/Bullhead City, Arizona    My name is Amanda. I am 30 years old. I hope you like my work.

24/M/South Africa    Writer | This is ancestral, past-life reading; this is meditation & prayer; this is future telling. always becoming. The undying soul in a decaying case. …

i'm known to create art on occasion. lost and confused. is there a light at the end of the tunnel?

24/M/Chicago    Just a college kid writing to past the time

New York    ____________________________________________________________________ Check out my Website: https://whatweweretaught.com/ Hello, my name is Paul. My pen/middle name is Samuel Hesed. I am in love with Poetry, Philosophy, Space, …

forest    what comes to mind i use to be sarasdream, optimism book coming soon

26/F/Bulacan, Philippines    She loves music&singing in the shower/karaoke She also dances(in her room where no one sees except her sister and her dog)Sometimes she would indulge in …

India    dwelling on the dead end, from the gloomy clown i descend.

Dreams. We've all had one. This is mine. Nothing more.