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.

JaZzArt en València

Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again

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