Spokenword Stories

Volume four of 2026. Poetry and Inner turmoil. My way of giving the voices inside my head a chance to speak for themselves. No AI. No AI assisted. Pure human brain pain.

❛❛ 𝘤'𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘦 𝘮𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦 .ᐟ ❜❜ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 cherie publishes her silly poems because that's life, my dear. cover by the talented miss @ swannluvr !

Every heart holds a story, and every story leaves a weight behind. The Weight We Carry is a living collection - written in real time, in the middle of survival, burnout, healing, and trying again anyway. These poems come from the spaces between responsibilities: grocery aisles, late nights, applications, shifts, side hustles, and the quiet moments when everything finally catches up. This collection explores the ache of memory, the exhaustion of caring too much, the frustration of broken systems, and the complicated reality of choosing to help when it costs you something. There is grief here, and anger, and dark humor. There is healing, but it is not linear. Hope shows up when it can, but it doesn't pretend to fix everything. Through raw, unfiltered verses, The Weight We Carry holds space for the people who keep going without applause - the helpers, the burned out, the ones trying to build something better while still carrying their own survival on their backs. These poems are for anyone who has felt the weight of the world press down and kept moving anyway. Not because it was easy. But because stopping was never really an option.

A poems that full of story and messages

shed thoughts, shitty metaphors.

Sometimes the people who say they understand you... never really see you. This is a story about pain, truth, and finding your voice again. If you've ever felt unheard, this is for you.

A gentle yet aching narrative of love that remained unexpressed. Through pauses, glances, and quiet longing, it reflects the sorrow of what could have been-if only it had been seen.

strength taught me subservience to silence.

This book includes poems and poetic texts. The poems and texts are about things people experience-life, love, abuse, and many other topics. Each poem or text is writen in a moment when the author feels these feeling making the book their reality and includes their raw feelings.

A spoken-word series about boys growing into expectations, fathers passing down truths, and the strange silence that lives at 30,000 feet. This flight is only just beginning.

"For the versions of me I outgrew, feared, faked, and finally faced." 8 Letters to Myself is a collection of eight poems written as unsent letters: to the person I was, the person I am, and the people I could have been. Each piece speaks to a different self: the one I'm becoming, the one I'm afraid to become, the one I never got to be, and the one others swore I would be. It's about masks, grief, hope, and the quiet work of choosing who to keep. Short enough to read in one sitting. Honest enough to sit with you for longer. --- Author's Note I didn't set out to write a book. I set out to tell myself the truth. These 8 letters started as whispers I was too scared to say out loud. Some were angry. Some were apologies. All of them were necessary. If you've ever felt split between who you were, who you are, and who you're supposed to be, this is for you. Not to fix you. Just to sit with you while you figure it out. Thank you for reading my mail. -Joy ---

SA BAWAT PAHINA Mga piyesang isinulat sa malayang pagtula, kung saan ang bawat salita ay hinabi sa malayang taludturan na may tugma, at ang bawat pahina ay sumasalamin sa mga damdaming hindi kayang sabihin nang direkta.

I never talked the way I thought. Often, that filled me with regret. This is something I wrote some years ago that I just wanted to share! Obviously my knowledge on writing was limited and it shows :,)

random poetry that i think of. poetry is my way of coping with my mind and learning about the world around me through the beauty of words. thank you for reading! TRIGGER WARNING FOR THE FIRST TWO POEMS - sexual and physical abuse, violence, CSA, depressive thought spirals, and self-harm also, there are a few poems based on the obituaries of *real people* so please be sensitive in the comments. thank you in advance!

I recently found out that we miss the sun when it snows. I found out that you can't know that you love someone unless they are gone. but I want my mom to know that I love her right now.

some words that comes through my mind i don't think you can call it poetry, just the words of a surviving butterfly that can't fly -- the mariposa, Spanish for butterfly, embodies the ideas of change and renewal

𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍- a place for me to put all of my writing that doesn't necessarily fit any specific category. -lots of short excerpts that aren't poetry but have a spoken word feel to them

A poetic concept about heartbreak, memory, and emotional aftershocks. "Anti-Mad" is not a cure-it's what you take when you're still learning how to survive what you can't forget.

Told in reverse chronology, Countdown to Collapse traces the anatomy of a life quietly unraveling. From adulthood to childhood, each poem exposes the moments we ignore, the identities we build to survive, and the emotional fractures that go unnoticed - until they don't. This is not a story about breaking. It's about how long it takes to notice you already have.

Welcome to the minds of diverse Christian teenage girls and the problems they face with supposed true love, heart break, pain, dejection and relationships and basically everyday life's difficulties. What do you do when your faith is tempted to the limits and you feel you've reached your breaking point? ~poems crafted to portray each girl's dilemma~©️ Enjoy✨ 🥳💃🏽❤️By God's grace: #1 in spokenword: 10/05/2020 #1 in prayer: 21/06/2020 #1 in thoughts: 21/06/2020 #1 in Christ: 21/06/2020 #1 in bible: 27/06/2020 #1 in gospel: 03/07/2020 ~Kindly check out my other ongoing books if you haven't seen it yet: 'Saved and Unashamed' and 'Notes on the shaky boat'!🏃🏽‍♀️