Upon the Soul

I know the chill,
Skin and cold steel,
Yet colder still,
The pain I now feel…

Unafraid of the Dark

I know the darkness in which you sit,
The pitch black that swallows all hope…

A Nurse Cries

She cries,
Salted pain hangs from her lashes,
And falls upon her light blue smock,
To mix with the sweat of long days.

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