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 …
18/M/Nairobi
A poet by blood,a writer by passion.Poetry in the winds.Lives to whirl though dull like
San Francisco
Don't believe the things you tell yourself so late at night. You are your own worst enemy.
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 …
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. …
33/F/Maine
“Don’t look for the big, quick improvement. Seek the small improvements 1 day at a time. That’s the only way it happens--& when it happens, …
Salt Lake City
We're all castaways here, from one storm or another.
Singapore
My 2nd Account:) Collections of my collabs with other poets. @Eren_yanz My 1st Account : http://hellopoetry.com/ErenY/ Feel free to make requests or ask me about …
53/F/Rochester NY
I have walked in the darkness of I can’t feel because I choose not to. Fell face down and bumped my head on every feeling …
where nature sings
I am a poet who enjoys nature's beauty, who admires it and hope to protect it. I am a kind and respectful young man and …
F/india
I am a girl who loves to be in the world of dream who doesn't covers her face with lots of cream who doesn't want …
21/F/Pekin, Illinois
So I'm 21. Proudly engaged. Message me if anybody has a question about the style I write or just about anything really.
losing myself in your love again, as if it wasn't enough before.
M/Uder the burning sun...
“Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?” Robert Browning https://about.me/asayyash
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 …
las vegas
follow me on Instagram @Marvier_move
59/M
© 2023 mark john junor all of my poems are my exclusive property and all rights are reserved
Ohio
Melbourne
The chronicles being born in the eye of the storm and surviving in the hands of hell.