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Gypsy
61/M/Earth    We are the estranged orphans of our nations and tribes, and we now bear the weight not of survival of the group but of personal ...
Crow
M   
S-zaynab-kamoonpury
40    I'm Indian, but my ancestors/forefathers were Mesopotamian , Middle Eastern /Arabian. I was born in Nigeria,( Western Africa) grew up in South Africa and currently ...
j a connor
It's a strange life or so it seems, they have their plans you have your dreams www.ja-connor.com
Sarah Spencer
19/F/Indiana    This is the diary of someone slowly falling apart
Lily
21/F/MI   
Mark Toney
M/❤️ Poetry2Go    I'm cooking up some Poetry2Go - footles, limericks, couplets, haiku, senryu, tanka too, clerihew & more. Yummy! 🥡🥢
19/M/Bihar, India    World's a lie; Truth's a threat... Life's a mess; Better be a hypocrite
72/F/Tanzania    I live in Tanzania.I love writing poems and share them with friends and families. I also love teaching young kids.
F/Malaysia    A lover of words
Jennifer Powell
the eye of a hurricane
Rob Rutledge
For a so called 'Writer' I have no idea what to write here.
UK    *POEMS COPYRIGHTED; NOT TO BE USED WITHOUT CONSENT*
F/London   
POSSIBLE
Neither/My darling, I'm here.    **Oneirogen*:An oneirogen, from the Greek ὄνειρος óneiros meaning "dream" and gen "to create", is that which produces or enhances dream-like states of consciousness D̘̫͎̭̣͔̑̚͝ó̝̻̩̆̒̄ ͩͭ̄҉̮ ...
Melancholy of Innocence
Planet Earth    Philo-poetic fable of love. Its our journey into self-discovery about true meaning of love. Poems of LOVE for Z Facebook: melancholy.innocence Twitter: melanofinnocent Instagram: melanofinnocent
Hamilton, NJ    Born, raised and educated in Trenton, NJ, one of 7 children from a family of Italian-American heritage. Received BA in English in 1976 with a ...
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 ...
SCHEDAR
F    When you live to write in your dreams and your wakeful state becomes a writemare
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