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πŸ‡ΈπŸ‡¬    Wield them proud for they are your own. Words are yours to cast in stone. Unsheathe them with reason and rhyme. Reveal them so they ...
Phil Lindsey
Bluffton, SC    Retired near Hilton Head, SC
Portland, ME    nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
Amitav Radiance
Welcome to my world of poetry. My writings are a simple way to express my thoughts and ideas, which emanates from the journey of life. ...
Where the Sun shines    Full of conundrums and paradoxes; home is where I've never been Big city girl with little dreams
Kaitlyn Marie
23/F    β™‘ I've come back to shed a little light in my life. I'm twenty-three and learning
Dark n Beautiful
New York    I am who I am that warm and cuddly a lover of poetry and one lovely lady. that me Dark@Beautiful Perhaps some of my poems ...
United Kingdom    "Don't cover my eyes for my fears are trapped beneath my eyelids.. And for each fallen eyelash is a wish for greater freedom." Β© Sia ...
M/Charlotte    A collection of old and new poems. I'll be sure to put the dates of their conception.
Mike Hauser
Sunny Florida    I'm a poet and I know it, I make a rhyme.... I make a rhyme................ CRAP!!!
Jekk Mickale H Paderes
Philippines    He is the poet. By the way, I am just His writer. β€”-β–ˆβ–ˆβ€”β€” Put this on β€”-β–ˆβ–ˆβ€”β€” your profile β–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ€”if you’re not -β€”β–ˆβ–ˆβ€”β€” embarrassed β€”-β–ˆβ–ˆβ€”β€” ...
Diana C
Please don't follow me. I don't want to disappoint you.
Alexandra Garfield
In order to, I was given a thorn
You are some things darling, brilliant and dying.
purple orchid
South Africa    (not) in the swing of things
jasmin // 17 // australia
San Diego , CA    Just another poem enthusiast, with grand aspirations and hopes. "Because poems are meanings, even the saddest poem I write is proof that I want to ...
"Sometimes you meet someone and even though you never liked brown eyes before, thier eyes are your new favourite colour." -Anonymous
"the words I can't say are the holes I punch in the walls of my psyche" -j.g

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