Planet Earth    Philo-poetic fable of love. Its our journey into self-discovery about true meaning of love. Poems of LOVE for Z Facebook: melancholy.innocence Twitter: melanofinnocent Instagram: melanofinnocent

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54/M/The Exclusion Zone    Married to Mrs. Timetable. Surreal picture by Justin Peters. New book "Exiled to Dusk" available here: https://poetizer.com/book/ba36575e-df93-482e-9279-e97ae0b7bc13

25/F/Portland Or    In a world full of hate. I choose to be a lover!

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. …

F/hell    Bruh

The Ocean    Romantic Nihilist. True, mad love is forever. Driven by appetence, nostalgia, and will. I'm sure that the majority of what I write won't make sense.

Roanoke, Virginia    Sad but haughty.

Portland, ME    nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

27/M/Palm Coast , FL    I'm a poet with dreams I'm 23 I'm also an artist --------------> lllllll ✌

Blue Springs, Missouri    Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind. —William Shakespeare, “Hamlet” (III, iiii)

29/F/Brooklyn    molding words like clay, I'll throw some your way. [all work is property of c davis unless otherwise stated]

Waipahu    What is brevity? Instagram: @shamashereth

Hello friend! My name is infamous1! I've been writing for years, its my voice. I'm being more creative no longer self destructive. I started writing …

28/M/Nevada City, CA   

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 …

México    Me has encontrado No eres incomprendido // Orgullosamente Mexicana

In my mind    je peux vous aime mais vous êtes tout simplement pas la peine ma chérie et je me souviens comment j'ai gardé espoir tout allait s'arranger …

Vienna    “She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness …

My words may not always be eloquent, but they are true. Writing to purge my soul rather than to please another is cathartic. Enjoy my …