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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50/M/The Exclusion Zone    Husband of 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

23/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 ...