Telling's from the heart
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So here are a collection of poems inspired by stories whispered or stories told. Here are to those going through tough times and to get better. Here are to those that are at their peak and to keep up their good work.
***PLEASE IGNORE THE LETTERS THAT MAY BE IN PARENTHESIS. THESE POEMS ARE ALSO,later on, TURNED TO SONGS AND THOSE LETTERS REMIND ME WHAT I PLAY CX****
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Anomalies ✔
"I am the textbook definition of in love with you." *** Castor Rex: He's snarky, quiet and mysterious. A secret keeper. He doesn't like his life to be on display. People avoid him, even if they respect him. Jasper Red: He's polite, nice and helpful. A open book. He likes filling his life with other people and their love. People love him, they can't help it. Because of his quiet nature, snarky smirks and sarcastic words Castor has always had a hard time when it came to making friends -and keeping them. Something Jazz doesn't struggle with. With Jazz's protective nature, shyness and many friends he doesn't need someone else to fill a spot in his life -at least, that's what he thought. Then they met. And that empty part in Jazz's heart felt a little bit bigger because he started to realize Cas could fill it. Cas sees him as a grinning, happy dork he has no chance with. Jazz sees him as a adorable, grumpy jock that now, is his. Castor wants to get through the school year as quietly as possible but with how loud Jazz loves, neither of them know if it's possible, and to make matters worse they're roommates for the rest of the year. It's only a matter of time before they come together or fall apart. *** As a private person, someone who doesn't share myself with others, I can say that learning how to interact with others is difficult. It's like baking, almost, you have to mix the right ingredients together, and if you add the wrong ones things can taste hideous even if they look good. It's a lot like our words. But I've mastered how to tell someone just a little about myself but doing it in a way that makes the person in front of me think they know a lot. Jasper, somehow, sees through this every fucking time and it's absolutely infuriating. He's never satisfied with just a little of me, with my hidden truth, and it's the most annoying thing I've ever experienced. *** @STESLARA made the second POV in her book 'Jasper Red's Anomaly'Kumpleto
~Unspoken mess~
I write poems/poetry and just some thoughts that I have. I hope you enjoy them or feel emotions though them. .. My emotions are always all over the place. So you might read some poems that are really happy but then right after you might read one that's really sad. I can't control my emotions! .. Also, feel free to comment or vote if you'd like! Or add to your reading lists to keep reading my poems! .... I don't have a certain day or time or anything for when I write so you're just gonna have to be patient with me. ____________________________________ The cover is not mine and the pictures in the story aren't. But they are mine if I say so. Don't take/steal my poems or use them without permission. If you do use any of my poems please make sure to credit me. (If you really do use any of my poems in yours stories or something that would be really crazy and awesome)Kumpleto
Speaking Without a Mouth (Poetry Collection)
this is a collection of poems reaching all the way back to August 2007, slowly but surely i'm adding them all in. NOTE: they are in reverse chronological order. also, not yet completely edited.Kumpleto
Mentis Imperium
[LETTERS FROM THE NARRATIVE VILLIAN] A quiet different type of experimental writing style where our Knights experience everything alongside us. Come with an open mind, or leave with it feeling more assured of yourself that you're correct in your opinions. On the matters of story. Well, let's just say it'd be better if they went into that gentle night quietly. But I suppose that in a world gone indifferent you have to be willing to get M.A.D to raise even the littlest thing of defiance against inevitability. They refuse the opium of indifference for the pain of choosing to do what's right. --------------------- The Souls. The Players. The Individuals. BRAVO - Cruelty and bullying are you good points. Bully others into submission. Strength is Willpower. Weakness is Anger. BON VIVANT - Eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we die. Try to enjoy life as long as it lasts. Strength is Love of Life. Weakness is Escapism. VISIONARY - There is something more to life and this existence. See beyond the mundane to focus on what things should be. Strength is Imagination. Weakness is Anxiety. GALLANT - A rogue to themselves, a nuisance to most. Seek attention and adulation from others. Strength is Boldness. Weakness is Flamboyance. ---------------------
night time poetry
*Poetry and quotes I come up with when I'm supposed to be asleep* Most are quite short so the last chapter will be all of them combined because I'm aware of how many ads there are now They will get better and most will be triggering I will update occasionally but I'm marking as complete Please vote or comment on your favourite poems (alway comment any spelling or punctuation mistakes) Please don't ask me if I'm ok, I'm fine and poetry is how I cope with many things. I just hope that if you relate to any of these poems that they help you too. Btw all the love poems are about a guy that I no longer like that much but they're not that shit so why not keep them TWs: language, suicide, depression, derealization, self harm, murder and more Wow! Nearly 2k reads! I truly appreciate everyone who has read this book ♡Kumpleto
Confessions of an Intern
These are musings of mine, told as I grow through residency. I hope to share a little insight into the making of a doctor, one who still cannot believe she's been blessed with this responsibility.Kumpleto
Twisted
"I think I'm gay." I say, leaving out the part about my... exposing dream about him last night. I watched his expression, waiting for some sign that he was angry. I waited for him to call me a faggot, to curse me off and tell me he never wanted to see me again. Instead, I was greeted with his perfect toothy smile. "That's great man, I'm of proud you." He says, patting my arm as he stuffed another cracker in his mouth. "It takes some real balls to come out to someone." He says, his beautiful green eyes blazing into mine. I felt myself become flustered at his gaze. "Uh, Yeah, Thanks." I stumbled out, "You're not mad?" I ask. His expression turns to hurt as he crinkles his eyebrows. "Why the hell would I be mad?" He asks, hesitating on the crackers and pushing them away. "I just thought-it's just- well... you just always seem so pissed when someone mentions the word gay." I spit out words, scared for his reaction. He sighs, "That doesn't fucking mean I hate gays. Normally when I do that it's because someone's using the word 'gay' to hate on them, it just pisses me off, you know?" He asks, bringing the crackers back into his lap and biting into them. "Plus-" He adds on, "You're my best friend, if anything, you being gay is a blessing. I'll always support you." He says, glancing at me through the side of his eyes. I look away, towards the door to hide the crimson blush that I feel spread over my face. "Thanks." I all but squeak out. And that's the day I realized, I have a faint crush on my best friend. <><><><><< THIS BOOK IS BEING *MAJORLY* EDITED. THERES LOTS OF SPELLING MISTAKES AND NAME MIX UPS, SOME CHAPTERS WILL BE REWRITTEN Also, Please don't be mean to the characters, they aren't even close to perfect, but they don't deserve hate.Kumpleto
WISHBONE: Chords & Collars
Boy meets boy. Boy mocks boy. Boy falls (a little too hard). Dior Max is all sharp edges and smoother fabrics-stylish, strategic, and emotionally unbothered. Or so he pretends. Brix Julian is a walking headache with a guitar: smug, loud, and alarmingly good at sending the wrong message. They argue. They prank. They lock eyes for too long in crowded hallways. It's not flirting-it's war. Obviously. But somewhere between the teasing and tension, Dior starts collecting hope-one red paper heart at a time. Every mixed signal? Folded. Stored. Counted. He'll confess when the jar is full. Because maybe, just maybe, Brix means it. SPOILER ALERT: he doesn't. Turns out the signals were smoke, the crush was one-sided, and the heartbreak? Custom-tailored. Chords vs. Collars. Gloss meets grit. A stylish slow-burn that stings where it shouldn't. Because the cruelest crushes don't break-they hum. ___________// ⚠ gentle heads-up! This story explores sensitive themes such as homophobia, emotional trauma, misunderstandings, and the use of strong language. Please read with care and kindness to yourself. Your heart and well-being matter most. ♡ (Note: This story is currently a work in progress and may include typos or little grammar hiccups. Thank you for your patience and love!) 🧵🎸 just a tiny disclaimer: This story is fictional. Some scenes are inspired by real moments I experienced in junior high, and a few characters are loosely based on old friends. But everything else names, places, events is purely imagined. Any similarities are purely coincidental. This is a personal story, a metaphor for a forbidden love I once had. If it feels familiar or cliché, that's not intentional. This story is mine. 🫶🏻Kumpleto
Message Not delivered...
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"Kumpleto
The Hots (mxm)
This story is complete ✅ Alec is a twenty-five year old gentle boy with the looks of an angel. He has not figured out what he needs in love yet and has never had a relationship. But something urges him to act, or rather someone, a person who is his total opposite. Sam is intimidating. He is tall enough to be a basketball player, muscular, covered in tattoos, and quick tempered. Most people prefer to keep a distance startled by his menacing glares. What will happen when these two distant poles collide? One thing is for sure, it will get unbearably hot... and funny. *** This book depicts a manxman love story. It includes several graphic intimate scenes and is rated mature. Those chapters will be marked as XXX. Please read only if you are comfortable with the topic and of appropriate age. *** Enjoy! Read, comment, and be free to express yourself. All opinions are highly appreciated. Best ranking so far: #1 in lgbtfiction July 2023 #1 in sweet April 2023 #1 in passion March 2022 #1 in hotboys Oct 2021 #1 in fallingforthebadboy Nov 2021 #2 in secretadmirer July 2023 #2 in firstlove Oct 2022 #3 in cute Nov 2021 #3 in bxblove Dec 2021 #4 in shy Jan 2022 #4 in gayboys Nov 2021 #4 in fallinginloveagain Nov 2021 #6 in gaylove July 2022 #7 in malexmale Feb 2023 #10 in bxb July 2022 #10 in cuteboys Nov 2021 #10 in gayromance July 2023 #13 in mxm June 2023 #14 in love July 2022 #15 in manxman Feb 2023 #22 in gay July 2023 #26 in seduction March 2022 #32 in lgbt Sept 2023 #37 in tattoos March 2022 #46 in texttospeech Sept 2023 Disclaimer: All images are intended only to illustrate the content. They are licensed stock photos posed by models, who has no relation to the story. All people and events in this book are fictional.Kumpleto
"I am the textbook definition of in love with you." *** Castor Rex: He's snarky, quiet and mysterious. A secret keeper. He doesn't like his life to be on display. People avoid him, even if they respect him. Jasper Red: He's polite, nice and helpful. A open book. He likes filling his life with other people and their love. People love him, they can't help it. Because of his quiet nature, snarky smirks and sarcastic words Castor has always had a hard time when it came to making friends -and keeping them. Something Jazz doesn't struggle with. With Jazz's protective nature, shyness and many friends he doesn't need someone else to fill a spot in his life -at least, that's what he thought. Then they met. And that empty part in Jazz's heart felt a little bit bigger because he started to realize Cas could fill it. Cas sees him as a grinning, happy dork he has no chance with. Jazz sees him as a adorable, grumpy jock that now, is his. Castor wants to get through the school year as quietly as possible but with how loud Jazz loves, neither of them know if it's possible, and to make matters worse they're roommates for the rest of the year. It's only a matter of time before they come together or fall apart. *** As a private person, someone who doesn't share myself with others, I can say that learning how to interact with others is difficult. It's like baking, almost, you have to mix the right ingredients together, and if you add the wrong ones things can taste hideous even if they look good. It's a lot like our words. But I've mastered how to tell someone just a little about myself but doing it in a way that makes the person in front of me think they know a lot. Jasper, somehow, sees through this every fucking time and it's absolutely infuriating. He's never satisfied with just a little of me, with my hidden truth, and it's the most annoying thing I've ever experienced. *** @STESLARA made the second POV in her book 'Jasper Red's Anomaly'
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