Nepal
Speak the language of silent thoughts...!!
Oh what a shame it would be, if you lived a life but never chased the dream...
On my own. Loving life (most of the time). Wishing I could find more time to write...seems the only time I feel real is when …
40/F/Burton
Just another person looking for creative outlets. I can also be found at http://www.amazon.com/author/richardsondawn
Philippines
Los Angeles
I was made scotswedish of the blood of the earth and forged windblown on sunrain sands of California now i merely wrote
United States
though it all, my weak moments have created my strongest yet. my youtube channel, i'm starting to record some of my poems. https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCdnmLbp6M_ZdjVYOTIPBQ_A
Carrollton, GA
Maybe this is right. Maybe this wrong. Whatever this is, just know I'll always be here by your side. I'll ignore you. I'll fight with …
Trivandrum, Kerala, India
There are times when there is no poetry in me. Such times always come and go. I see things welling up in me and then …
Bhatopara,Panbari,Bijni
I was born on 1997, 13 April. I read in Class XII (Science). I like writing Poem and Short Story. I started Poem writing since …
Canada
Darf nicht über mich wissen. Не должен знать обо мне.
18/F/Sweet Home
Other side of the tracks
There is ordinary, and there is extraordinary. I would not dare try to fit myself in either category. Successes and failures are juggled in self …
"The Spirit and the bride say, 'Come!' And let him who hears say, 'Come!' Whoever is thirsty, let him come; and whoever wishes, let him …
23/F
share some of my work, if you like FOLLOW BACK love ya keep writing rock on Message lot of people who have seen my work …
25/F/Appalachia
"You are poetry personified, and I will recite you until the day I die." -Anonymous
Centreville, USA
Within, without
live to die, die to live All Rights Reserved under Creative Commons ©
Mexico city, mexico
Hola, I'm Angelina new to this poetry thing just thought I'd come here to like some good poesía and Maby show the little bit I …
Springfield, NJ
not a writer
23/M/Erie, PA
I once compared myself to a flower, But flowers seem to wither apart. They cannot withstand the cold, Nor can they endure a dark heart.
Dhaka
... when words become a brutally honest relief... (C) all rights reserved A K Kalesh Kumar
NY
There's little proof that I belong.