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Spoken Word #2 (2018-2020)
Book number two on the poems that I have written, and will continue to write. Its really the only thing I know how to do. Sometimes I feel is if its the only thing I know how to do. While I stay silent .. Physical words are so hard to speak, All I can do is bleed onto the pages. Come stay awhile and listen, read the pain that I speak about. If you don't agree you are not required to stay.. What I post is considered obscene, but I want you to know, That Includes Watt-pad. That I refuse to be censored.. "If you are allergic to opinions you should just walk away.." -Tom Mcdonald. All I want is for you to connect with the words that are in these pages.. I am stopping hiding what I have inside.. I quit.. I quit trying to dim my light so others have to squint... to see..Kumpleto
Poems For The Sad Soul
Take my hand, come with me, I have something interesting for you to see. Poems here and poems there, Poems and books everywhere. Filled with dreams and filled with tears, Sometimes hopes and sometimes fears. So take my hand there's so much to see, Together we'll read just you and me. {All work is my own} {#1 in Poems // 2/13/20} {Please ask/tag/credit me in any poems you want to use, thanks!}Kumpleto
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poems, messy thoughts.Kumpleto
2019 Writing Scrapbook
2019 brings a new year and new life to my writing. As such, I will share all of my poetry, short stories, and snippets of writing within this scrapbook that is written during the course of 2019. DISCLAIMER: Several poems were removed on August 11th, 2019, due to them being published in my Amazon e-book, "Seasons of Love", which can be purchased for $.99 Some of the poems contain photos. All photos or drawings were created by me, and they are all either photos of the event itself or were created to represent the event that is discussed in the poem. Most of these poems are deeply personal to me and some of them have roots in real situations in my life, while others are fictitious and should not be taken literally.Kumpleto
Echoes of the Heart
These are pieces of my heart-love, heartbreak, longing, and hope. Read, feel, and maybe see your own story reflected in these words. "Tell me-what hurts more: Knowing the person you love will die, Or knowing they're alive, Yet you can never have them?" - Elizabeth #1 destroying #1 poetrylovers #1 poetryoflife #1 poetryofthesoul #1 echoesoftheheart #1 destroying #1 forthebroken #1 healingthroughwords #4 Motivation #1 poembook
Things I Wasn't Supposed to Say: A Journal of Silent Battles and Unspoken Truths
They told me to stay quiet. To smile, to endure, to bury the words that burned inside me. But silence is heavy. And sometimes the only way to survive is to write the things no one wants to hear. This book is a collection of truths-raw, tender, and unapologetically human. It speaks of invisible wounds, love that aches, hope that refuses to die, and the quiet rebellion of being yourself in a world that demands masks. If you've ever felt too much, stayed unheard, or carried a storm inside- these words are for you.Kumpleto
WHEN THE RAIN FORGOT TO FALL
I wrote this because I needed to survive it. Because there are some feelings too big for silence. Some heartbreaks too heavy to carry alone. This isn't fiction. This is my heart, broken open and rearranged into verse. "I saw you standing where the sidewalk curves, and suddenly my chest knew different words." - That's how it started. A glance. A stranger. A feeling I couldn't ignore. "You said we needed to talk. Those five words, I knew. I already knew." - And that's how it ended. Not with fire. With silence. I won't tell you that time heals all wounds. I won't say everything happens for a reason. I won't pretend heartbreak makes you stronger. But I will show you that: You can survive what you think will destroy you. You can break and still become beautiful. You can love someone and lose them and still be whole. You can be your own happy ending. I wrote these poems with tears on my face. I wrote them on good days when I forgot to hurt. Every word is something I actually felt. Every line is a moment I actually lived. "You are not broken. You are breaking open. And that's where the light gets in." - That's what this taught me. That's what I hope it gives you, the comfort of knowing you're not alone.Kumpleto
Unrequited Love for No One in Particular
I'm in love with no one, but with that emptiness comes freedom for my heart to wander along with my mind.Kumpleto
Book number two on the poems that I have written, and will continue to write. Its really the only thing I know how to do. Sometimes I feel is if its the only thing I know how to do. While I stay silent .. Physical words are so hard to speak, All I can do is bleed onto the pages. Come stay awhile and listen, read the pain that I speak about. If you don't agree you are not required to stay.. What I post is considered obscene, but I want you to know, That Includes Watt-pad. That I refuse to be censored.. "If you are allergic to opinions you should just walk away.." -Tom Mcdonald. All I want is for you to connect with the words that are in these pages.. I am stopping hiding what I have inside.. I quit.. I quit trying to dim my light so others have to squint... to see..
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