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Eman
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wandabitch
Promethea    i feel therefore i write. “ Something happened to him which perhaps never happens to a man until he is out of his own world: …
tranquil
New Delhi, India    every breeze touching the face of sand is filled with longing and satisfaction extracted from tumultuous sea and from sunburnt repose of tranquil souls © …
Kylia
22/in my mind    living in a nest of hatchling stars, taking flight.
KNOWER
Kenya    I live each day as if it were my last because one day will surely be! though as I live, I live knowing the idea …
Jevaugn
Somewhere in space.    [Fever Dream] [Ghetto Pope Dreams]
Josh Bass
"Find beauty. Try to understand. Survive." -James Sallis Please do not BITE my work.
Joe Cole
Horsham Sussex    Old and retired I'm not a poet but a simple dreamer who only dreams of being a poet The new photo is of my new …
Tony Scallo
As people, we change too often to have a set bio to describe ourselves.
curlygirl
"Write hard and clear about what hurts" - Ernest Hemingway All the pieces I post are mine and are originals. Feel free to share but …
Sean Critchfield
Writes poetry from the bottom of his old busted heart.
Gigi Tiji
USA   
Marian
Faerieland and in my head    —-██—— Put this on —-██—— your profile ██████—if you’re not -—██—— embarrassed —-██—— to tell others —-██—— that you —-██—— believe in God
JWolfeB
27/M/Cairo, Egypt    5th grade teacher in Cairo, Egypt. Originally from Washington State. On an endless search to find the things life is about like sour patch kids …
Amit Shroff
Bangalore, India    When I started to understand the world bit by bit it fascinated me. There was an urge in me to explore and know more. It …
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Onoma
NYC    All Rights Reserved by: Onoma
Ann M Johnson
Minnesota ( A Small Pop?)    All poems original Copyright of Ann M Johnson, unless otherwise noted 2013-2021. I love writing and reading poetry I also enjoying singing. I also appreciate …
Phosphorimental
D.C.    Seeker. Oh lament, the sun settles from golden gaiety to smoke gray. And all creatures seen dormant...repose. Then in a gesture of compassion, curious with …
Musfiq us shaleheen
47/M/Dhaka, Bangladesh    Love is for yours Love is for mine And we are for each other. @ Musfiq us shaleheen I have bided you, in the center …
rained-on parade
Sheffield, England    Sylvie. You don't know me yet.
irinia
where East meets West    Feeling Playing Recycling myself Writing as a way of being together
Sally A Bayan
F/Manila, Philippines    As I See Myself Right Now, Content........settled here thankful........I'm no longer there yet...glad........I'd been there... ^^^ I Am Filled With Gratitude... ^^^ Sally
Rupal
India    An awake dreamer...
Paul M Chafer
England    Published a book of children's poems and short stories, ideal for all children ages 3 to 11 depending upon reading ability. Dragons, Pirates, Magic, Witches, …
amrutha
25/F/Building galaxies within    I've been here since 2014. I was 14 then. Now I'm 25, back here posting more. Come follow my journey :)
prasad bolimeru
Nalini
You are welcome to visit and follow my visual poetry as well: www.fb.com/AlexGreenshpunPhotography
Meenu Syriac
India    Doctor, writing poetry as a release from this mad mad world. The poems on this page are the intellectual property of Meenu Syriac. So plagiarism …
Maria
W o n d e r l a n d    As lost as Alice. As mad as the Hatter | Aspiring writer/journalist & Historian | Welcome to my mind. “If a poem hasn’t ripped apart …
SG Holter
Fenstad, Norway.    Norwegian. Construction worker at daytime. Poet, musician and artist at night. All poems are the original works and property of © S.G. Holter, unless otherwise …
Patricia L Pellar
K Balachandran
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 …
JR Potts
NY    "If you do nothing, how do you know when you are done?"
Archita
New Delhi    I write stuff.
Wanderer
Between Midnight and 3am    Sea salt and tentacle love letters scatter into my aromatic wind like snowfall in the Arctic. Prevalent. Soft, sweet layers of flowery smoke linger in …
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