The Man I See

There in the mirror, a life defined,
Written in every crevice and line

Sitting on the Moon

Making snow angels in the dust,
That traces every moment touched…

A Hidden Family

We thought our childhood unique,
A dysfunction so truly rare,
Taught to listen not to speak,
The secrets we cannot share.

Happy Fourth of July

We are a young country in the scheme of things. Soon, we will celebrate our 243 years of independence from the tyrannical oppression of our mother England.

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