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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 …
Seema
41/F/Fiji Islands    In solitude, I abide.
Melissa S
I am from a small town in Alabama. I use to keep a journal several years ago and quit writing altogether when I got too …
Rick the shoe shine boy
41/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
Kikodinho Edward Alexandros
31/M/Los Angeles, California.    Welcome unto my garden of flowers, beauteous flowers of sweet romantic poetry redolent of ethereal pulchritude—yet thrice effulgent than chalcedonic esplanades of Eden. From a …
Dazed  Dreaming
F    Love don't even live here... That bitch don't even visit...
Sukanya Sinha Roy
India    Allowing myself to transform as many times as I need to be fully happy and free.
Savannah Muller
14/F    deep dark secrets in my life and i am not afraid to be seen for who i am, struggling but giving it my all.
Pradip Chattopadhyay
I’m a Bengali in sombrero An Indian from Kolkata I live at a stone’s throw From where flows the Ganga.
Lazhar Bouazzi
Carthage, Tunisia    ‘For Bouazzi, Shelley’s rhetoric is “bound up with the human makeup” (11). This toughly elegant formulation articulates the book’s conviction that Shelley’s affirmation and disaffirmation …
chimaera
Carson Alexander Defelice
18/M/GA    I'm not poetic I'm permanently apathic and this is my only way to make you see the way I do
Shang
Sarita Aditya Verma
48/F/Pune, India    Happy in my space :)
Alasiri T
24/M/Toronto ,Ontario.    A writer, a reader and a thinker. All works copyrighted.
Traveler
62/M/Traverse City Mi.    Photo of my family Banshee, Lilly and Wicca.. we traveler the northern forests. I follow Our Country Our Choice Colonel Douglas McGregor On Rumble and …
F/Laughlin, Nevada    Wrote my first lines at age 10. Never stopped. I write because I can't not write. Every word is ©, protected by barbed wire, quicksand …
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