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If you find a piece of yourself in these words, I hope it brings you comfort, or at least reminds you that you're not alone.

Pouring my life and feelings into poetry Will be releasing Sep

Limericks. Copyright © 2017-2024 By T. A. Hinson All Rights Reserved All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. * Achievements: *New Peak: #2 CrazedPoet14 Peak: #3 [limericks] Peak: #4 [Wordart] *New Peak: #10 TAHinson *New Peak: #15 poetsofwattpad

My second Edition of a variety of Poetry feelings. For all the support and encouragements you all share with me - I do humbly appreciate all that you say and do. The feeling I get when another writer comments, or votes is imperial to how I interrupt that my work has some actual capabilities of reaching out and affecting someone's day or even their own life. So, please, if you like the poetry that I've consciously poured my heart, soul and thoughts out, please, leave a comment, or vote for how much this piece or any other of my poetry has helped. If it has given you hope, acknowledgement, or just an awareness that someone, like me, knows exactly what you can go through first hand, let me see how much it affects you. Even the 'poet' needs some love shown. :) Copyright © 2016-2026 By T. A. Hinson All Rights Reserved All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. Chart Achievements ____________________ New Peak: #1 🏆 [WordArt] ** New Peak: #1 🏆CrazedPoet14 New Peak: #1 🏆TAHinson New Peak: #2 🏆[Mywords] ** New Peak: #3 🏆[poetsofwattpad] New Peak: #10 [ madman]

Where words breathe and silence speaks between the lines.

A collection of poetry by DUNELIS Some things are never spoken. They live quietly in the spaces between fear and faith, pain and healing, confusion and understanding. Where the Unspoken Lives is a collection of poems exploring the emotions we struggle to name-the wounds we carry, the questions that remain unanswered, the moments that leave us changed, and the hope we discover in unexpected places. Six poems. Six different journeys. One place where the unspoken comes alive. WHERE THE UNSPOKEN LIVES by DUNELIS 🎀💙

Everything in & between the form and style of Haiku's. Copyright © 2017-2026 By T. A. Hinson All Rights Reserved All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. * Achievements: Peak #1 [My Words] ×3 #2 [WordArt] *New Peak: #2 TAHinson *New Peak: #3 [PoetsofWattpad] *New Peak: #42 [Haiku]

Ranking #1 among stories by Ugandan authors #Uganda 15/11/22 Tying the knot should be (and must be) the most exciting experience of any woman's life. However, married to the most selfish man in the world? It seems like the knot is tied around your neck--tight--and not your ring finger. Marriage should be fun. Marriage should be love. Marriage should not suck. It does for her. It sucks bad. And she's stuck! "She is an old soul whose wounds show. With more arrows he pierced through them wounds, straight to her heart and twisted. She is an old, wounded and broken soul. He chose a better life over them. As long as he felt good, so what if they were broken and hungry?" She wants to keep being his, she will keep being his but with a broken heart! He loves himself way too much to squeeze her in. He finds her lodged deep inside too far gone to redeem himself. An anthology of a young woman who suffers for love after its too late to change anything. Stuck! A Broken Angel ❤️. **** Beautiful cover by @I-imagine-dragons check out her graphics shop @graphicsfina❤️🤗 Won 2nd place in the @superscribbler awards ❤️

The Olives Archives is a curated collection of poems that carry emotions so dense they pierce even metal hearts. These are not gentle verses written for comfort; they are poems forged in pressure-pressed, bruised, and preserved like olives beneath stone. Each poem in this archive holds an intensity that lingers. Love is not romanticized; it is exposed. Pain is not dramatized; it is distilled. Joy appears sparingly, but when it does, it tastes earned. The collection moves through vulnerability, resilience, longing, identity, and healing, documenting emotional truths often hidden beneath composure and silence. The title The Olives Archives reflects both preservation and endurance. Like olives, these poems are bitter before they are nourishing. They demand patience, honesty, and the willingness to sit with discomfort. In return, they offer clarity, depth, and recognition. This archive is for readers who feel deeply, for those whose hearts have hardened not by choice but by survival-and for anyone brave enough to let poetry cut, open, and ultimately soften them again. 1. Where Even Steel Learns to Bleed 2. Soft Things Surviving Loud Worlds 3. What We Swallowed to Stay Alive 4. The Silence That Raised Me 5. Bruises That Learned to Speak 6. Salt Under the Tongue 7. Tenderness in a Closed Fist 8. Scars Don't Ask for Names 9. The Shape of What I Didn't Say 10. When Strength Cracks Quietly 11. Hands That Forgot How to Ask 12. Love, After the Armor 13. The Weight of Uncried Tears 14. Softness as an Act of Rebellion 15. Bones That Remember Warmth 16. What the Heart Does in the Dark 17. Survival Tastes Bitter First 18. A Gentle Thing Called Courage 19. We Learned to Breathe Between Wounds 20. The Day I Let the Wall Listen

To Know Their Worth is a soulful poem that paints nature not just as a force-but as a mother. A mother who gives endlessly: shade, breath, beauty, peace. She gives you fruits, winds, calm skies. But even a mother, with all her love, has her limits. Harm her, and storms rise where peace once lived. This poem is a gentle yet powerful reminder that while a mother's love may feel infinite, it thrives only when cherished, protected, and returned with love. For those who forget her worth-her anger does not come with warnings. Through poetic imagery and deep emotion, this piece invites you to see nature not just as scenery, but as the soul that gave you life. Love your mother( nature). Or learn what her silence hides.

These are all the certain things most people left undeciphered or unsaid. These are all the conundrums that kept most of us asphyxiated in bed. These are all the befriended monsters we allowed to live inside our heads, These are everything we tried to consume when our hungry souls demanded to be fed. The poems written here are voices of the oppressed- Screams you've never heard from the silently distressed.

Love is making home in each other and helping each other grow. Again love isn't Cis or Trans, it is beyond every universal law.

It became a set of poems when the heart wanted to pour out all its secrets. This is what the it scribbled.

To understand life, one must first tangle with death. It is not a single vast unknown, but the accumulation of being. Death can be a warm, soft blanket in the storm--a familiarity, a friend-close enough to comfort, yet distant enough to let you breathe.

just my poetry

hlww guys...i am a poet and an author. Here i am to deliberate my fascinating work as a poet. This poetries will feel like a warm hug to your cold hearts. These are poetries which will reach the deepest corners of your heart. So i hope you guys will enjoy reading this. And do vote guys. It will mean the world to me. 🎀✨️

My head out the window is searching for your car remembering our night drives when we drove too far. - poetry and thoughts inspired by my relationships with friends with family with partners with the world with myself.

Looking back on a life lived in pain and embedded with rejection.

The Rose and the Lantern is a quiet gathering of moments - memory, doubt, childhood, love, and the soft ache of longing. Rooted in Lancashire's fields and shadowed rooms, these poems hold both the thorn and the light - the beauty of what was, and the lantern we carry forward.