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

M/nyc    these days breathe through words, molecules of vowels, stem cells of consonants, the fabric, the tissues of life, veins are a dictionary of corpuscles, red …

Nor Cal / Arizona    I write my life down in poetry : IG @sonder.rpoetry Dalisay (Available on Amazon)

kurtphilipbehm.com    The Death Of The Playground' (2007) 'The Sword Of Ichiban' (2010) 'Searching For Crazy Horse' (2011) 'An Anthology Of Perception' Vol's 1 & 2 (2013) …

I love the art of poetry. It speaks, when nothing else can. I wanted a platform to share the artwork of others. Let’s keep it …

24/United Kingdom    A place for these musings of reverie. Please see my website for some of my completed works. www.rupertpip.org

In Crazy.    "Everything will be okay in the end. If its not okay, it's not the end" ~ John Lennon. Follow me on instagram for more! https://www.instagram.com/_kaleidoscopes._/

21/Alive    "What's the good resisting temptation? There'll always be more" -Mae West Insta: @this.poet.does.not.exist

30/M/NY    I'm Ryan, I'm 30 years old, and I rhyme words. All writing material on this page is the sole intellectual property of © 2014-2023 Ryan …

India    People say '' I Am Good''....I Say '' Wanna Be Better'' I Wanna Do Something Different In My Life........Want To Become The Gold That Shines …

Texas   

B'tween pen & paper    I am not a great writer, you just like to read bad poetry -

31/M/14487    I am a small town usa man just trying to find love. Until then, I'll keep writing poetry. I have 3 books on Amazon. Just …

21/M/Las Vegas    Young poet lost in this world. Follow me on instagram @_DKpoetry

Portugal    Leakage from a hyperactive mind...

25/Cisgender Female/Portugal    I’m Jennifer (Alex is a pseudonym). I’m 25 y/old and I live in Portugal. I have a BA in Modern Languages (English/French) and right now …

22/F    Texas for sure, a girl, a woman, a mystery, a buzzard and an eagle

Vancouver    "hold your own hand"

F    I write too many sappy poems. Or maybe I don't write enough.

Words are the thoughts I can not speak. If I don't write I will explode.