43/M/Springfield Illinois    Hopefull Poet https://www.tumblr.com/blog/graff1980 This is the blog of a writer who is sussing out life through living, reading, thinking, and writing. https://www.facebook.com/graff1980 https://soundcloud.com/graff1980

You, my fellow poets, are amazing. I'm glad I found you. Keep writing and sharing. Regarding copyrights? Our poems are a part of us and …

M/Virginia    38| Gemini | Father of one Beautiful Girl "Yesterday I was clever so I wanted to change the world , today I'm wise so I …

Melbourne, Australia    Music and poetry lover, singer and humanist

22/Two-Spirit/Space    I missed you guys.

Kerala, India    Poetry to me is self exploration that reveals submerged landscapes, otherwise one is unaware of.I love to read fiction and poetry.As a daily news journalist …

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 …

25/where flowers grow    i am in love with my misfortune | Instagram: lakinoceanriver

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38/M/San Anto, Tejas    Fuk it. Get busy living, or get busy dying. Fucken A right.

I’m a Bengali in sombrero An Indian from Kolkata I live at a stone’s throw From where flows the Ganga.

A writer and an artist. A musician as well. In need of a Savior, I was just a shell. I was a heavy drinker. Alcoholic, …

37/M/PR    Lifeless body, vibration if so; but my spirit is regardless.

M/Constantly Roaming    I started writing in 2015. I love poems that carry powerful words, able to reach others. Thanks for stopping by! I hope you’ll enjoy my …

NC    Life provides the contours, poets provide the shading and color ~ r All rights reserved.

A poet's poet    Love is aphotic. Brilliance is luminous. In order to grasp either one must sacrifice the many colorations of joyfulness.

29/F/Pakistan    when i want an escape from reality ... I write. This account is just another hideout.

Philippines    The best people in life are fictional.

🇸🇬    Wield them proud for they are your own. Words are yours to cast in stone. Unsheathe them with reason and rhyme. Reveal them so they …

17/F/Dreamland    Some days my poems are sadder than I am.

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