curious college girl stuck in an anxious body

Seattle    "I am that last, that final thing, the body in a white sheet listening." -Li-Young Lee And here I quench my thirst for unfaltering truths …

Éire    aka “Ormond” is an Irish Poet, widely published in numerous magazines anthologies and journals. An INFP, he’s also a guitarist, singer and songwriter. All poems …

A human raised by humans.

On Oblivions Doorstep    I am that which was once many stars but faded reborn under a different name Darkness is my tether enjoy my many shades.. Once the …

Vienna, Austria    Lived my childhood and youth in a town in the southern of austria before I went to our capital where I am living now since …

Bolingbrook, IL    A hopeless romantic, an off color comic, a hopeful humorist, a wishful writer, and a kid with a dream. Has a pocket full of spare …

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 …

Sunny Florida    I'm a poet and I know it, I make a rhyme.... I make a rhyme................ CRAP!!!

My Kali kills, my Draupadi strips, my Sita climbs on a strangers lap. My women militate. they belittle kings, take on the sun, take after …

25/Female/Canadian    “Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald

Sheffield, England    Sylvie. You don't know me yet.

portland, maine    hey, i'm rachel. i write sometimes. i'm 18, and i love that first chill you get when you step outside. it's been a while since …

Brighton, England    Loopy lady loves to muse and converse with others, writes amateur odes from time to time. I love flowers, my kids, making things, my job …

48/M/Washington D.C    "This is how they survive. You must know this. You're too smart not to know this. They paint the world full of shadows... and then …

A poem is like a tickle, it gives both joy and pain: with blissful tears and tearful giggles, you'll read that poem again. A poem …

27/F/England    Sunshine spills from her lips, every time she smiles

26/M/Father, Husband, Writer    Wear a mask.

F    But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream his wings are clipped and his feet are …

36/F/Illinois    introvert ● moon gazer ● writer

You are allowed to be happy despite the awful things.

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Brooklyn, New York.    I am simply here to enjoy.