23/F
And sometimes the monsters play these horrible games of inside my head; they often make me wish I were dead.
GMT +8
The tragedy is not that we are alone, but that we cannot be. At times I would give anything in the world to no longer …
Between Midnight and 3am
Sea salt and tentacle love letters scatter into my aromatic wind like snowfall in the Arctic. Prevalent. Soft, sweet layers of flowery smoke linger in …
New York
I am who I am that warm and cuddly a lover of poetry and one lovely lady. that me Dark@Beautiful Perhaps some of my poems …
26/Transmasculine/Canada
Hi, I'm Dawnevyn River (he/they). I write from the raw terrain of trauma, neurodivergence, queerness, and the quiet wonder of being alive. I began on …
26/Cisgender Female/Sufu, SoDak
have a degree in writing. finally stopped taking myself too seriously a few years ago.
Clane Co.Kildare Ireland
Illinois
Don't take yourself too seriously. Carry on, my friend.
"Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other half."
F/Wales
I want to thank hellopoetry.com and it's wondrous submitting poets, for giving me the confidence to write. Thank you all! X All poems posted here …
Irvine
"He was awaiting Death's visit gratefully, and upon his pale face appeared the dawn of hope; and on his lops a sorrowful smile; and in …
Cape Town, South Africa
A huge thank you for 11.7K views on my poetry! An urge for the insane and the reckless, to leave the menial behind, to run …
Twitter: @sebear_G
In my head
I was born and that is all
Phoenix, AZ
“But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.”
birth itself is a mystery....im imbibed in it at the moment
i’d like to be a part of a world that breathes every once in a while.
Aalborg, Denmark
Studying Applied Philosophy at Aalborg University. In my spare time I'm writing a novel and listening to a lot of music.
The nights were made for poetry, weren't they?