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 …

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28/M/The World    I can read 99 poems by people online or in the books I have, and I think they're good. But sometimes, I find that one …

everything and nothing all at once it's always something twenty-three

NYC//DTX    Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter - …

Someone.

At fifteen, I have the radiance of the morning sun. At twenty, I hope to begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon, such …

If I haven't posted in a while don't think of me as gone. I remain here waiting for my inspiration to hit me in the …

53/F/Rochester NY    I have walked in the darkness of I can’t feel because I choose not to. Fell face down and bumped my head on every feeling …

I prefer writing in a notebook. All works are my own, even the notebook. All works are copyrighted.

The Land Unknown    Just a simple writer with a lot of emotions. My writings are my soul children. I'm a gentle soul with a lot to say. I …

maybe i'm not all yellow

Breathes In a Fortress    +quod me destruit me nutrit+ http://mechanicalkira.tumblr.com *profile picture by Kirineos Papadimatos

North Carolina   

19/F/Somewhere    Mostly just writing when I'm sad.

Broken words of rememberance that a poem leaves behind Untimely rhythms growing more useless as days pass by

Hello. I'm Miranda, but I'm a person who hates their name. I tend to be a fangirl and act happy, but sometimes the things I …

where i don't want to be    is happiness a thought or feeling? or does it fall like snow and eventually cover everything?

Cisgender Female/South Africa    © July 2013 - 2018

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Ferelden    Cisguy, queer Identifying, tired, and a ton of other identities and cant think to bring up