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Hashim ZK
Secunderabad, India   
epictails
Manila    words save me allpoetry.com/epictails
sajjad ali
Pakistan    Time brings change and we all change with time. I write simple poems whatever comes to mind without putting a lot of thought into it. ...
India    A post graduate in science with a flair for writing. Ex-banker of a public sector bank inIndia and retd. Sr.DGM (HR) of a public limited ...
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Shannon
F/New Jersey   
Olivia McCann
I dabble in black and white and end up somewhere interesting watching a grey moon throb against confining sky.
Anand
Pune   
vamsi sai mohan
Kailash    ........it's truly exhilarating to see how the blackness can be scattered in an endless void of empty space....
Jerry
M/Washington State    Purser of Happiness Seemingly, a destination and not a trip
DSD
DSD
30/M/Norman    That which is and that which must be, is it there for me to see; to hear; to feel? Or is it but a dream; ...
pluie d'été
"We are alive to be who we discover before we die."
WanderLust
LittleFreeBird
"Cut my shadow from me. Free me from the torment[...] Why was I born among mirrors? The daylight revolves around me. And the night herself ...
Jack
San Antonio Texas    My poetry is like the wind, it changes directions constantly. I have learned so very much over the past several years which has broadened my ...
Deborah Brooks Langford
Someone once said today will be yesterday and tomorrow will never come... so love today with all your heart, tomorrow might be too late... Friendship ...
Ayman Zain
25/M/Dubai    By daily dying, I have come to be. Copyright © Ayman Zain. All rights reserved.
Michael Humbert
I write poetry to purge thoughts so that the dogs in my head won't bark quite so loudly. "It's only falling in love because you ...
OliviaAutumn
M/New Mexico, USA    "The myth of fulfillment makes us miss the most beautiful aspect of our human souls: our emptiness, our incompleteness, our radical yearning for love." Gerald ...
Cheryl Mukherji

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