The Jaded Heart

I didn’t learn the stove was hot the first time I touched it. None of us ever do.

Got Time?

No longer can I just sit and write whenever I want, patiently waiting and then scratching the itch like crazy as soon as it appears.

Come and Go

As you go through your life you’ll find
most things will come and go
like the weather of the seasons
the heat, the rain, and snow

Brotherhood

A bond, not of blood, but of breed. For family is not about having the same blood, it is about who would shed theirs for you.

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

A Struggling Author

My Journey with You

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Sabrina Escorcio

Poetry and Prose

BLOSSOM READS

Cherish every moment

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

UnderthePhilosotree

Connecting philosophy to the world around us

PoeticBelle by Srishti Mundhra

Dichotomy | Contrast | Life

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author

Finding Life

Scribbled pieces of life