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(mostly) spoken word poems written by your average human ~ life was wonderful in 2017, when everyone thought we could still love through a screen. but now we know there's more to life, that we were destined to face this devastating reality. © copyright madsssvx ~ cover designed & created by @toxicpot14 HIGHEST RANKINGS: #11 in spokenword #24 in rhyme #49 in 2017 #70 in tumblr #307 in poem

Almost Human is a collection of poems about survival, softness, and the quiet and necessary distance that comes after harm. Moving through images of war rooms and infirmaries, candlelight and starlight, imitation and restraint, these poems touch on what it means to remain human in the presence of those who perhaps never were. This is not a book about revenge or resolution, but about observation, integration, and learning how to stop offering light to things that only know how to consume it. For readers who have loved deeply, waited too long, survived quietly, and learned that healing does not always arrive loudly; Almost Human is a record of what remains.

A Xylloquiem of Poignant Ballads During a crucial time when disparity was in the land.

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.

Lexie,a young writer battles the quiet chaos of grief, pouring their soul into journals no one reads. *"Scattered Ink on Tear-Stained Lines"* follows a journey of healing through words - where pain, hope, and memory collide on the page. Each line is a confession, each page a battlefield between what's spoken and what remains buried. As their world shifts, the writer must face the truths hidden between the ink and the silence - learning that sometimes, the deepest healing comes not from being heard, but from finally listening to yourself.

Poetry Collection // Upon the Stars We See is a deeply personal and politically charged chapbook that weaves together haiku, prose poems, and spoken word to explore the intersections of Indigenous identity, environmental grief, and the quiet violence of modern existence. Through minimalism and lyrical force, it constructs a celestial mirror-reflecting not only the realities of colonization and capitalism, but also the resilience, memory, and inherited strength of those who live through them.

spoken words about my life. everything written is true and created from actual things I have experienced and went through. I believe the system has created a thin line of stealing children and the government is evil and corrupt .

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A Collection Of Gay-Themed Poetry This is not a coming-out story. It's what happens before, during, and after the words are spoken. This Is Me Thinking Out Loud is a collection of gay-themed poems that traces the quiet interior moments of identity, love, visibility, and endurance. From first recognition to being seen, chosen, and finally settled into a life that no longer revolves around survival, these poems capture queerness as lived experience-intimate, reflective, and ongoing. Each poem is image-driven and grounded in emotional truth, offering snapshots of attraction, fear, tenderness, partnership, and peace. The collection moves deliberately from internal thought to spoken truth, from visibility to connection, and ultimately to legacy-where love becomes practiced, home becomes real, and existence no longer needs justification. This book is for anyone who has ever: • Learned to stay quiet before learning to speak • Loved carefully before loving openly • Built a soft life after hard years • Wondered if peace could be real and lasting Whether you are still struggling, healing, thriving, or simply existing, these poems meet you where you are-without hierarchy, without urgency, and without apology. This is me thinking out loud. And maybe, somewhere in these pages, you'll hear yourself too.

a memoir: for this ordinary youth

Spoken word poetry compilation Waves symbolize peace and turmoil. It eases our struggling minds and brings havoc to peaceful moments. This piece is a collection of poems that talk about life, struggles, and dreams. Visit my fb page: warriorM yt channel: warriorMulan16 For spoken poetry version Thank you 😊

A compilation of poems written by me in no specific order. DISCLAIMER: Some poems and/or topics may be too sensitive for certain audiences and/or children.

navigating life isn't graceful. it's messy and quiet and full of things we don't say out loud. this is a collection of poems written while trying to understand love, loss, and myself.

And into the dark I thread in search of light. Each chapter has it's tale which would be published soon.

1 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 ──────── ₊⋆☽◯☾⋆₊ ──────── Blood Red Roses is a 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒄 memoir of becoming, an 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 of myself, one fragile 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒍 at a time. This collection traces my journey through the 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒆 and 𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒅 years of teenagehood. Through each poem, you would get a glimpse of 𝒓𝒂𝒘 and 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 moments of love, heartbreak, loss, confusion and even 𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔 of 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚. The title is more than just a name : it is a 𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒓 of growth and acceptance . Each year, each experience was a petal 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 . Some were 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 like teenage innocence while others were 𝒋𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒅, 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 with blood, 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 by heartbreak and 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 in reaching. Some were glowing 𝒓𝒆𝒅 under the eternal 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 of euphoria while others were 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 due to the 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 of insecurity and 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔 of pent up emotions . But together these roses compose the bouquet of my becoming. Now I offer this bouquet to you, dear reader, and hope you find petals of your own and embrace the garden you are meant to be. ──────── ₊⋆☽◯☾⋆₊ ──────── ⟪ a c h i e v e m e n t s ⟫ 🥇 1st Place under "Best Blurb Award" in "The Hollowed Verse Awards" ⟪ r a n k i n g s ⟫ #3 in spokenwordpoetry - 24/09/25 #3 in poesia - 12/01/26 #2 in spokenword - 12/01/26 #1 in prose - 12/01/26 #4 in poetrycollection - 12/01/26 #1 in memoir - 12/01/26 #10 in poem - 10/11/25 #2 in freeverse - 08/11/25

Growing up doesn't mean questions disappear, they just change. Beyond is a continuation of becoming, written from the other side of growing up. Where Within explored finding a voice, Beyond lives in the quiet after it. These poems reflect the trials and tribulations of adulthood: grief and loss, disillusionment and hope, learning how the world truly works, and choosing to keep dreaming anyway. This collection is shaped by lived experience: navigating an unfair society, facing death and change, redefining love and belonging, and holding onto softness in a world that often demands hardness. The questions are no longer about who you might become, but how to live as who you already are. Beyond is an ongoing invitation for readers who are still becoming, but with clearer eyes, removing the rose colored glasses, steadier feet, and a deeper understanding of themselves. For anyone learning how to exist in the real world without losing their sense of wonder, this space is for you. If Within helped you feel seen, Beyond is here to sit with you as you grow.

On the life, fading, and resounding echo of someone you still dream as alive.

Please don't forget me when I'm nothing

This is personal writing. Not a debate. Not a discussion. Not open to fixing. Read if you want. Leave quietly if you don't.

Grief speaks. A heart cries. A soul bleeds. This poetry book tells the story of love, loss and death. It begins with promises... ends with regret... and in between sits silence, questions and anger. If you've ever lost someone you love, you will understand these pages. 💔 Read slowly. Feel deeply. Thank you for reading 🙏 Please, comment honestly... it matters.