30/M    Pens were designed with wordful purposes, our hands and minds serve only as catalysts.

31/M    Im fairly new to poetry, but have been writing unpublished and unposted for a couple of years. I enjoy creation and finding new ways to …

13/seattle    yeaaa tryna write smth | she . they | demigirl | idk ☁️˖ ࣪

40/F/Tirana   

17/M    Proton in a double slit *! Songwriting and poetry, wrestling and calisthenics. Dumb and dumbest.

17/F    it’s hard to fight when the fight ain’t fair

23/M/North Korea   

33/M/Ukraine   

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13/F/NJ/silently screaming    Strange, queer, depressed, and loving you. Nature birthed me, gave me life. This website saved it. Poetry is the sewer for all the pain that …

M/Jersey Shore    It is the obvious equation and the ultimate secret: the deeper and longer I give attention to my ambitions and passions, the more motivation I …

17/M/cœur    i write

16/M    Writing from the quiet corners of the mind. New to poetry. Always observing.

Planet Earth    Philo-poetic fable of love. Its our journey into self-discovery about true meaning of love. Poems of LOVE for Z Facebook: melancholy.innocence Twitter: melanofinnocent Instagram: melanofinnocent

41/M/Couch to couch USA    I’m still here.

14/Gender Fluid/everywhere and nowhere    My mind is a very dark place and I use writing as a release.

26/Nairowbee    Into the wilderness I fly.

41/M/Deep in the Heart'o'Dixie    Please excuse spelling and punctuation errors. I use this as a mobile sketchpad. Most poems are stream-of-consciousness and almost certainly a rough draft. All works …

14/M/Rochester NY    A collection of memories and ideas from a naive American boy who thinks he might be a poet.

14/F    Hey! I'm just a teen who recently started this wonderful journey! My poems may not be very poetic, its more raw and breaks traditional norms. …

14/F/:p    tired of trying so hard and never feeling enough.

Earth, briefly.    Observer of hearts and the quiet things in between. I write to capture what we feel but rarely say love, longing, memory, and the invisible …

My words will make you wander the skies — through joy, through sorrow, as time flies.