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Jan Harak
Czech Republic    I am not even real.
irinia
where East meets West    Feeling Playing Recycling myself Writing as a way of being together
Margaryta
Canada    Let my poetry speak for me, so listen carefully (Twitter: @Margaryta505) “Do you know the legend about cicadas? They say they are the souls of …
seasonalskins
like Sylvia wrote in The Bell Jar, "I am. I am. I am." ig / @quietskin
Eddie Starr
Hagerstown Md    Jesus is my life, Remember this when you dream of doing good becoming a hero does not happen over night just like Chuck from Chuck …
Deyalyn Batista
New York City    "It is difficult To get the news from poem Yet men die miserably every day From lack of what is found there. " - William …
Frank Russell
Ohio   
namii
You are some things darling, brilliant and dying.
mark john junor
59/M    © 2023 mark john junor all of my poems are my exclusive property and all rights are reserved
Paul Anthony Hutchinson
Grimsby and Toronto   
Marian
Faerieland and in my head    —-██—— Put this on —-██—— your profile ██████—if you’re not -—██—— embarrassed —-██—— to tell others —-██—— that you —-██—— believe in God
Anderson M
Rachael Stainthorpe
Huddersfield    Just bleeding words
Infamous one
Hello friend! My name is infamous1! I've been writing for years, its my voice. I'm being more creative no longer self destructive. I started writing …
r l
r l
Boston   
I'm only 16, but I've had my fair share of pain, so that is what a majority of my poems are about. Critique would be …
22/F/somewhere on the moon..    My feelings are like leaves on the tree of life,my life filled with colours of momentum and placidity...I have this voracius aptitude for music so …
Lucky Queue
bones and earth    "And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music." - Nietzsche
I'm an old-school, pre-web published poet, painter and arts promoter. My background in the arts are eclectic -from the visual arts, classical music, opera, theatre …

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