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