22/M/Brasil    I always wrote just for myself but now I feel like sharing it with someone

M/pittsburgh    Retired software developer exploring any creative outlets in my retirement including writing, reading, and noticing.

F/daydreams    artist / writer / poet? / aspiring medical professional / climate activist

17/F/Wonderland    love (and other things we never learned to say)

You can read my book, 'I thought' on Amazon.

16    mighty swordsman, what are you without your sword?

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. …

34/F    Scribbling my thoughts between deadlines and moonlight.

18/F    It's just another candle burning🕯

32/F/Missing    Lyricist. New to writing poems. Feel free to send a pm to discuss any poem.

30/F/Plymouth, England    All that is gold does not glitter Not all those who wander are lost The old that is strong does not wither Deep roots are …

UK   

33/F/Alaska    I (mostly) write dark poetry about the struggles I deal with brought on by my mental illness.

19/F/VA    I wrote my first poem in 7th grade and have been writing ever since. I write when my emotions become overwhelming. Poetry is truly the …

80/M/Portland, Oregon    Writing, like reading, is something I've always loved to do, but I never seemed to find the time. Now I'm looking a little harder and …

80/M/Portland, Oregon    Writing, like reading, is something I've always loved to do, but I never seemed to find the time. Now I'm looking a little harder and …

M/Cambria CA    - because the wind swirls, the moon leans, and the dawn cracks. - because she shoots that sharp little smile from her revolver - my …

75/F/Canada    Living in Canada writing traditional Haiku and Tanka while exploring longer styles.

M/Bozeman, MT    Hi, I'm Kyle. Hello Poetry is where people like us go when we realize we're not talented enough for fanfiction.net! I write ornery bummer stuff, …

27/Non-binary/India    Schizoaffective bipolar. Brain’s a haunted kaleidoscope. I write what the hallucinations don’t finish saying. Time bends, reality stutters, and I spill poems like coffee on …