46/F/Ireland    Short, sometimes sweet, sometimes caustic, always sincere, but not quite all there.

34/M/Florida   

portland oregon    The primordial spark that birthed the cosmos and lit the very Sun on fire, is the same spark that burns eternal in the hearts and …

40/F    I write to keep me from going insane....

Calgary   

31/F/In my imagination    I smile so people don't loose hope

Leeds   

27/F    "I don't really know," I heard myself say. I felt a deep shock, hearing myself say that, because the minute I said it, I knew …

19/F/lost in the realm of Ink.    Stories and poems lay here The question is what are you ready to hear?Are you ready to face the force of change Are you ready …

38/M/Milkyway    Just another daydreaming simpleton. I like it best here, because none of you know me, but could end up knowing me, better than those that …

38/F/Liverpool   

New Caledonia    write less, write better, learn from you...

i always see an oasis -Indian writer

18/F/Caribbean    trying to love the little things even if they're hard to love.

Sojourner unraveling Mystical realities of Life.🍂

The Stars, Outer space    Sporadic outbursts of poetry about escape, emotion and experiences. Thank you for reading :)

M/Victoria, Australia    Self-taught composer, tenor (opera, art songs, folk..) and violinist. A humanist. Basic words: love, humility, compassion, tolerance, humour. JOURNEY OF THE HEART, collection of 163 …

Trivandrum, Kerala, India    There are times when there is no poetry in me. Such times always come and go. I see things welling up in me and then …

28/F/USA    a small passionate troubled yet well traveled writer that has a love for falling out of love littlelostgirlfromneverland.tumblr.com

F    My kisses fly sideways, my body speaks in tongues. A myriad of contradictions and oxymorons. I live in the spaces in between.

F/Tucson, AZ    Being in nature and the wilds, this is my truest love. - My Poetry on Thru Media https://thrumediaarchive.online/poetry-of-ca-guilfoyle/ CA Guilfoyle aka CA Colbert

F    If I gave you my words, would it even matter if they can't make you feel as though I'm physically there