30/M    Pens were designed with wordful purposes, our hands and minds serve only as catalysts.

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 …

U.K    Copyright ©2013-2024 simpleton

South Africa    (not) in the swing of things

22/M/United Kingdom   

"We are alive to be who we discover before we die."

M/Nepal    An anonymous humanist. Nothing more, nothing less. [DOB for HP: 6th Feb 2018] Visual Poetry IG Link: https://www.instagram.com/mysticinkplus/ @mysticinkplus

Oregon    just trying to be the best writer I can be ------------- published within: http://building45.com/index.php Issue #8 http://www.lulu.com/shop/various-authors/wisdom-within-the-pen/paperback/product-22803647.html

Wonderlessland    Where speech fails me, words do not. "You just eat cheese, play Harry Potter, and blame it on the alcohol. P.S., Pills, and salt." - …

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

India    16.Indian.Crazy.Complicated.Sweet.JaggedThoughts.Confused.Amazing. I'mma big mess with a capital M. I actually suck at writing.but i dont care.i write it for myself,to myself,or maybe anybody who's going …

Illinois    Just a Man and his pen.

23/M/USA    To be sure, I am a forest, and a night of dark trees; but she who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks …

Earth, unfortunately.    trapped inside. you might find [lost] pieces of my mind here

Stokesdale, North Carolin    Prometheus was punished by the gods for giving the gift of knowledge to man. He was sent to the bowels of the earth and pecked …

U.S.A    Don't wander; you will become lost.

little lost moonchild

Just thinking…

22/F    Poet, notorious bibliophile, proud nerd, future neuroscientist, musician, Autistic Self Advocate

saturn    vanish like the smoke in the wind

20/F/Ireland    a foggy recollection of what was once quite clear, if only for a second

Ísland    "It was only the sea sounding weary After so many lifetimes Of pretending to be rushing off somewhere And never getting anywhere" -Charles Simic