Spokenword Stories

Volume twenty-six. A collection of poetry. Mostly void of format. Off top and spoken word, unspoken and written. All topics covered. Authored by an open mind. No AI herein. But the bots will be harmed.

──────── ₊⋆☽◯☾⋆₊ ──────── 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. ──────── ₊⋆☽◯☾⋆₊ ──────── 𝟗 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 ⟪ h i g h e s t r a n k i n g s ⟫ #1 in poesia (out of 15k stories) #1 in spokenword (out of 4.57k stories) #1 in personalthoughts (out of 2.5k stories) #1 in personalexperience (out of 1.57k stories) #1 in freeverse (out of 7.74k stories)

The Voice No One Knows is a collection of 25 deeply personal poems about silence, heartbreak, healing, and finding the courage to be heard. For anyone who's ever felt unseen, these pages remind you that your story matters.

After the Quiet is a collection of 20 poems about love in all its forms. The excitement of new beginnings. The comfort of being understood. The misunderstandings that pull people apart. The heartbreak of goodbye. And the quiet hope that love, whether with another person or yourself, is always worth believing in.

Volume twenty-seven. A collection of poetry and inner thought. Displayed artfully and with intent in mind. To provoke thought, empathy and wellness. Some sad, some dry with joy. Variety always. May contain revised versions of favorable past entries. No AI herein. But many bots were harmed.

A collection of thoughts that never found their way into conversations. Of feelings that stayed too long. Of memories that changed with time. Of people who became chapters. Of moments that deserved more words. Some poems may feel familiar. Some may not make sense until much later. But all of them belong somewhere. Perhaps here. © 2026 Koel. All rights reserved. Please do not copy, reproduce, or repost my writing without permission.

"Did you steal some jewels to make yourself shine?" ​We live in a world that praises the loud, the proud, and the strutting peacocks. But what happens when the noise dies down, the colors fade, and the truth is exposed? Echoes of humility is an unfiltered collection of free verse and spoken-word poetry exploring the battles we fight inside ourselves-the war between ego and authenticity, arrogance and grace, pride and humility. ​Step inside, leave your ego at the door, and discover what remains when the mask falls off. ​Status: Updating weekly Includes themes of: Self-reflection, moral growth, identity, and inner peace.

Corruption is not just about stolen money. It is about stolen chances, delayed dreams, and families forced to suffer for choices they never made. When public trust is betrayed, the people pay the price. 🇵🇭🖤

Thoughts, Quotes, and Poems A place to show the dreams that appear under the Night Sky. Cover: @dreamsformagic

Poems and stories that we all go through and sometimes we don't want to face it or think about it, but sometimes hearing it from someone else or seeing how that person deals with it can help. This book is personal and every chapter, story and poem hold every memory, feeling and experience of my life.

some things are easier to write than they are to say. so i write. i write about him. about myself. about the things i want, the things i lose, the things i pretend don't hurt. i write about love when it feels beautiful. about love when it feels ugly. about wanting someone so badly it scares me. about anger that doesn't know where to go. about the things i say, the things i don't, and everything that lives somewhere in between. some poems are love letters. some are confessions. some are apologies. some are resentment. some are anger i don't know where else to put. and some are just me trying to understand why loving someone can feel so much like losing myself. there are things in here i never say out loud. things i don't know how to explain without sounding crazy, dramatic, too emotional, too much. so they end up here instead. this isn't a story told after everything is over. it's me, in the middle of it. while it's happening. while I'm feeling it. while I'm still trying to figure out what the fuck any of it means. unfiltered. unfinished. still becoming. so if you're into that bullshit ironic fairytale everyone's read before, go ahead and find something else. this one is real. this one is unquestionably raw. and most importantly unapologetically me.

Thoughts, words, short poems and flashbacks: Expression of the soul for those who feel their mouth has been stapled together by society or fear of judgement. A simple girl explaining a deeper connection with the mind and soul, oh, and her demons. It's about words of pain, passion, love and lust, confusion, self harm, demons, insomnia, flashbacks and of course late night conversations with the darkness. Let's just say: It's complicated

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.

And some things I wish I hadn't

Journals 4 explores the unfinished pain of growing up too soon, the silence left by family, and the relationships that shaped who you became. Through grief, forgiveness, accountability, and acceptance, Richard Kors confronts the past and begins letting go of what he can no longer change.

He said he loved me. So why did I feel like I was disappearing? A poem about control disguised as love, and the quiet moment you realise you were never meant to belong to anyone.

pieces of a puzzle i'm not sure i want to finish a messy compilation of late-night blurbs, rhythm-less poetry, and the thoughts too loud to keep inside. welcome to the pages of my mind

Short series referring to childhood trauma

When surviving is all you know...