some where in neverland    sadness will swallow you whole, its kind of like a sickness slowly making itself present and after time it breaks you down until you can …

28/F/la    anyone can be a poet between the hours of midnight and 3 am

31/M/Los Angeles, California.    Welcome unto my garden of flowers, beauteous flowers of sweet romantic poetry redolent of ethereal pulchritude—yet thrice effulgent than chalcedonic esplanades of Eden. From a …

Papua New Guinea    Smile on my face, I came from mother's womb, cried loud when grandmother struck me on my buttock with her palms, and grandfather just stared …

Botswana    I like to write and make music. www.thecaesura.wordpress.com

Philippines   

Somewhere in the Universe    A poet. That's all you need to know.

Jakarta, Indonesia    I also write flash fiction. Follow my instagram: @iamhannys for flash fiction updates. You can also talk to me through Twitter @iamhannys

United Kingdom    "Don't cover my eyes for my fears are trapped beneath my eyelids.. And for each fallen eyelash is a wish for greater freedom." © Sia …

Ohio,USA..    You can find me on Facebook Brandon Nagley Also on YouTube as Brandon nagley I speak prophecy news on my YouTube channel that matches biblically. …

Michigan    Free birds fly, caged birds scream. I wander in thought and in life. It's a beautiful dangerous thing. I never know what I want, but …

Bimini, Bahamas    Sad for the moment There is Beauty in Sadness But, don't be sad forever beautiful <3

Land of Ooo    I'm a graceful willow tree.

phillipines yo!    Mostly my poems are from the emotions I tend to keep inside... so please forgive me if I become emotional (pun intended)

Poetry is much more than ink's indulgence, it's a memorialized rebirth in shared experiences, coming to terms and celebrating verily before our eyes.

F/India    I am just a gal with dreamy eyes,with varied interest and loads of hope...My poems are the words that come from the deeper, more sub-conscious …

Uk   

in neverland.    oh god that feeling of rereading the poetry you made when you were 15?? awful // muse is dead

Hogwarts    here's to those firefly dreams that turn to ashes in the sunrise.

Egypt    Drunk on poetry. I write to free my soul. Poetry is the only way out of this labyrinth.

29/F/Louisiana