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 …

To some Poetry is an art or form...it's an inward reflection of the external way we perceive things...housed in the body of an ink pen, …

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

Just as a reminder that though my name is real, its not my real one.. Ponder on that.

24/M    I couldn’t find what I was looking for in humans, but I found it in between the lines IG devante_393

In my little town.    Spontaneous Shenanigans & Quirky Quandaries. IG: CalypsoTime

29/F/Egypt    Close your eyes, where do you want to be? Wake up. You're halfway there..

Singapore    🇸🇬 I write to breathe out this toxic waste of space. @Erennwrites

Stokesdale, North Carolin    Prometheus was punished by the gods for giving the gift of knowledge to man. He was sent to the bowels of the earth and pecked …

Imagination    The sun will always set. It's just your choice to turn on the lights and keep it bright.

Currently an 8th grader living in ohio. Started writing poetry a few months ago.

Ohio    The only thing I hate more than love is not being in it -Miles Hodges

Ohio    My two-in-the-morning-sleep-deprived thoughts. "Don't stop imagining. The day that you do is the day that you die."

Faerieland and in my head    —-██—— Put this on —-██—— your profile ██████—if you’re not -—██—— embarrassed —-██—— to tell others —-██—— that you —-██—— believe in God