The Sunflower Faces The Sun
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Ongoing7m
Last published Wed, Nov 12, 2025
This is a book covering the themes of love, sense of self, interpersonal relationships, and saying the quiet part out loud. This is a book dissecting significant parts of my life. Through honest reflection, I will showcase my journey and for once be vulnerable. Sunflowers face the sun.
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CAUTION: I DID NOT PUT MATURE ON BUT CONTAINS SENSITIVE TOPICS OF ABUSE INCLUDING S/A... & probaly some swearing. There will be disturbing sh*t in here. This book is a poem book of my life pretty much. Its my thoughts and emotions spoken in a different suppossed to be more emotional and deeper way then just looking at what happened and crying about it. What happened can never be fixed but I won't let those people go by un-noticed and I hope karma sincerely kicks them in more then the ass someday. I don't wish pain upon no one but I do crave for them to just UNDERSTAND what they made me feel since they all walked away without a scrape, just a smirk on all their faces in the end. Or they're narcassistic. Theres also letters to people who I still think of to this day that will probably never read them but you guys still hold a special place in my heart. This book is letters and poetry to all; people of my past, present, future, and not only just SURVIVORS but WARRIORS too. You're never alone my loves... Welcome to : "Message Not Delivered"Complete
•"Unspoken: A Tale of Silent Love"
"Every day, I held back the words my heart screamed in silence. This isn't just a story-it's a confession, written in shadows for someone who never looked back. A journey of first love, forever ache, and words that never found a voice." But still somehow surviving with help of people with true intents
To Start Over (Book 1)
At first, it might seem like a cliché. As the story unfolds, though, secrets surface, and it becomes something deeper than expected. She learned to blend in, moving through life unnoticed. That changed when he noticed her. She kept her guard up. He kept things hidden. Neither of them wanted to get close or feel too much. But their playful teasing soon led to late-night texts. The quiet moments between them began to feel comfortable. They never planned to fall for each other. But somehow, it happened anyway. And now, nothing feels whole without the other.Complete
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.Complete
Ink Me In Ghost Words
I never meant to keep the letters. I only wrote them to spill the words I couldn't say aloud to bleed the truth onto paper, seal it, and let time quietly carry it away. But time didn't take them. You stayed etched in every unsent line, every silence I tried to write through. This isn't a love story, It's the aftermath of love when it fades without noise, when hearts break quietly, and memories linger in ink that never dries. He was the goodbye I never spoke, and I was the story he never finished reading. So for every draft left unopened, for every feeling buried deep, and every love that never found its ending will you ever return to me, or will I keep writing letters while you continue to ink me in ghost words?Complete
"Things I Never Said Out Loud"
These are truths I was never taught to speak. Here lie the words I swallowed, the pain I buried, and the questions they told me not to ask. For the unheard. For the unseen. For the ones who feel too much in a world that tells them to feel less. I write for you. I write for me.Complete
WHEN THE NIGHTS BLOOM
FEATURED ✓ ***✨*** ☆~ " When the night blooms, The world whirls into the arms of the moon, And all I see, Is the harmony, of star-kissed runes. "~☆ // Welcome to the collection of :- ☆Original songs ♡ Poetic imaginations ♤Midnight musings ♧Pillow thoughts --Where every letter spells a feeling, every word tells a story and every page tugs you to a dance of emotions! // ◇~ "Like glimmering diamonds in the sky, You adorn my life ." ~◇ -Kay © 2020 by Kay Spring °•●○⊙○●•° Featured on @WattpadPoetry (22/06/21) @StoriesUndiscovered - Poetic Marvel (01/10/21) @CoffeeCommunity (28/11/21) 🌟Winner of Meet The Author Awards 2021 #1 in wordvomit #6 in wattpad bookshelves #6 in songbook #7 in wattpadpoetry #56 in poetryComplete
Letters the Moon Forgot to Send
Poems by ; missinkiejaneskie There are words I never got to say - words that lingered between the heart and the night sky, waiting for courage that never came. This collection is for those letters, for every emotion I sealed away in silence, for every moment that deserved a softer ending. Each poem in Letters the Moon Forgot to Send was written under the quiet company of the moon - my silent witness, my only listener. These pages carry the warmth of longing, the ache of things unsaid, and the bittersweet beauty of letting go. They are confessions wrapped in starlight, small pieces of my heart that I once tried to hide. Some poems are about love that stayed, others about love that left. Some are about the versions of ourselves we outgrew, and the people we couldn't keep even when we tried. But above all, these poems are about remembering - that even when the world forgets, the soul remembers. I wrote these words not to be perfect, but to be honest. To remind anyone who feels lost that they are never truly alone. That somewhere, someone else is looking at the same moon, holding the same kind of ache, and still choosing to hope. So here they are - the letters the moon forgot to send. Maybe they were meant to find you instead.
CAUTION: I DID NOT PUT MATURE ON BUT CONTAINS SENSITIVE TOPICS OF ABUSE INCLUDING S/A... & probaly some swearing. There will be disturbing sh*t in here. This book is a poem book of my life pretty much. Its my thoughts and emotions spoken in a different suppossed to be more emotional and deeper way then just looking at what happened and crying about it. What happened can never be fixed but I won't let those people go by un-noticed and I hope karma sincerely kicks them in more then the ass someday. I don't wish pain upon no one but I do crave for them to just UNDERSTAND what they made me feel since they all walked away without a scrape, just a smirk on all their faces in the end. Or they're narcassistic. Theres also letters to people who I still think of to this day that will probably never read them but you guys still hold a special place in my heart. This book is letters and poetry to all; people of my past, present, future, and not only just SURVIVORS but WARRIORS too. You're never alone my loves... Welcome to : "Message Not Delivered"
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