Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Francie Lynch
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 ...
Jose Luis Carreño Troncoso
M/Chile, San Antonio    " IN THE DANGER GROWS, WHICH ALSO SAVE US..." Tragediographer and Submythological Demiurge - Screenwriter, Novelist, Essayist, Tragic Poet, Narrator-Storyteller Translator and Researcher. www.joseluiscarreniotroncoso.wordpress.com
Michelle bruno
29/F/Iowa    Simple country girl with a common carmo
19/F/Ethiopia    Person lost in the spiral of poetry and colossal thoughts.
mumu
Philippines    How 'bout coffee?
Mark Tilford
Louisville ky    Thinking - always
Angie Marcano
23/F/PR    Because in written words I have a found the way to express myself. ~Copyright A. Marcano~
Brother Jimmy
M/Rochester, New York    Contentment, worry, love and fury, Fear and bravery, knighthood, knavery, Joy and sorrow, today, tomorrow, Truthing, lying, singing, sighing, Sitting, leaping, running, sleeping, Living dying, ...
Lakshmi
London    A girl with words and expression in her soul. Copyright.
Cana
122/Ubiquitous    I used to have a lovely bunch of coconuts, I lost them in the rain. Something about spaghetti and ill gotten trains.
Dolly Balou
28/F/NZ    #MCID
Brenna Comer
18/F/Tucson, Arizona   
Carlie Sims
18/F   
Rick the shoe shine boy
36/M/Couch to couch USA    I have a million poems and narrations...most of which, I can't remember. Follow me on instagram- Instagram.com/rick_the_shoe_shine_boy @rick_the_shoe_shine_boy
D Eaf
29/F/SA    Passion for poetry and everything true.
Lior Gavra
My new book, "BitterSweet," has hit #1 New Release on Amazon's Best Sellers List, I hope you can grab a copy! Sample stories in the ...
NuBlaccSoul
24/M/South Africa    Writer | This is ancestral, past-life reading; this is meditation & prayer; this is future telling. always becoming. The undying soul in a decaying case. ...
David Cunha
27/M/Portugal    Poet | Musician | Thinker | Unattached from political correctness and social conventions
Violet
inside an ocean of pain    i am hidden. no one knows me.

— The End —