Shh. Listen for a moment. Let the silence envelop you, take you. Listen to the secrets it has to tell. From all the things sentenced ...

If you listen, my story will be heard

All poems posted here are my original works, except the ones that are not mine. Copyright ©2012-2017 J.M. All Rights Reserved.

Bangladesh    I let the nature to be my companion and teacher...

I know some of them are bad, and my grammer and spelling are bad. but i just put these on here truthfully cause i dont ...

Texas    Semi retired. Children and grandkids. Enjoy Fishing, my roses and playing poker. Do not enjoy, but have to do it, remembering Viet Nam.

bleeding feet and pine needles; moon phases and whiskey; warrior women and bones; swing sets and Johnny Cash-- take a look into my h e ...

A shitty blogger, photographer, writer and an angst filled teen. www.girlbuttz.tumblr.com

Delicate are the voice of the flowers, for they communicate not with sound but with the spirit of those who gaze upon them.

26/Other/Spiritual Infinity, θεός    Gender Fluid.

Sa Sa Sun!!! See Ra Run!!! Older than the mountains, younger than the breeze!!! Sa Sa, Ra!! Power of words, first defined, then all meaning ...

F/India    Forming web of words for comfort. For you and me and blue lagoon. Your feedbacks are appreciated. Follow on Instagram for colourful updates: @wordwebber

I literally say whatever's on my mind. i have no filter. poetry happens when i organize my thoughts. Some of my words are on clothes, ...

Berkeley, CA    "Words, like glass, darken whatever they do not help us to see" -Joseph Joubert

UK    To abandon oneself to principles is really to die - and to die for an impossible love which is the contrary of love.