Rest

I told you everything would be okay,
And we both knew that was untrue…

Port of Call

The island inks that paint our arms,
Our quiet strength and worldly charms…

Young Men

Forged within that stringent heat,
A different man is willful raised…

Yellow Footprints

There in the faint, narrow headlights,
Under the bus grill’s evil grin,
Glowing set of yellow footprints,
Where the journey would thus begin…

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