Beg For Our Bars Podcast

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• WORLD’S INTERTWINED
  WORLD’S INTERTWINED Looking at your beauty often blinds Voluptuous curves so well defined I’m so blessed our worlds have intertwined One union a bond that’s locked and enshrined Any other suitors heart will be maligned I’m so blessed our worlds have intertwined Looking at your beauty often blinds Voluptuous curves so well defined Glow This… Read more: WORLD’S INTERTWINED
• Wonderland
  Happy in life to the fullest in my wonderland Wonderland by Sam Tumblin
• Womb We Were Weave
  From the womb we were weaveIn darkness our souls did cleaveNew decayed webs we now createIn this world, we navigate Each thread a story to tellIn this life we dwellWe spin our tales with graceIn this chaotic place Through trials and tribulationsWe find our revelationsIn the tangled mess we findBeauty in the bind So let… Read more: Womb We Were Weave
• Womb We Were Weave
  Womb We Were Weave by Sam Tumblin
• Winds Of Time
  Ravages of time the wind only pays
• WIND AND IT’S THRONE
  WIND AND IT’S THRONE It’s cold and the wind is strong Dust flying claiming its throne The air shivers me deep in my bone Each body part beg to be alone I grip my winter coat a little tighter Needing the warmth and brighter The sun is out but its still cold The wind howls… Read more: WIND AND IT’S THRONE
• WHY THE FOCUS ON A ROSE? | Spoken Word Poetry Performance
  Why do we so often admire the rose? Its elegant petals, captivating fragrance, and timeless beauty draw us in. Yet beneath its charm lie thorns, reminding us that beauty is rarely without complexity. This reflective poem explores how we are attracted to outward appearances while often overlooking the deeper lessons hidden beneath the surface. Through… Read more: WHY THE FOCUS ON A ROSE? | Spoken Word Poetry Performance
• WHY THE FOCUS ON A ROSE
  Why the Focus on a Rose Why the focus on a rose?We gaze gently at her pose.Admiring petals, soft and bright,Unfolding beauty in the light. Her vines stand firm through wind and weather,Strength and grace entwined together.We bend to breathe her sweet perfume,And find ourselves consumed too soon. Her fragrance lingers in the air,A silent… Read more: WHY THE FOCUS ON A ROSE
• WHISPERS SLIPPING AWAY
  WHISPERS SLIPPING AWAY It’s all just whisphers slipping away If you say you love me but never say Maybe this a game you always play Kiss’em and love’em than go astray This is not how this suppose to be I want to hear your voice indefinitely You will always be mines for eternity Can’t you… Read more: WHISPERS SLIPPING AWAY
• Whispers
  WHISPERS colorless soothing lacecaressing my facedivine will never endwhispers of the windthank you my friendwhispers please don’t endcaressing my facecolorless soothing lace Picture credit PIXABABY Affiliate links are on post if clicked on I maybe compensated with a qualifying purchase.
• WHERE THE STORM GOES SILENT
  WHERE THE STORM GOES SILENT By Sam Tumblin There is a place where the thunder dies,where chaos holds its breathand silence looks you in the eyeslike something waiting for death. I have stood there before—between the breaking and the calm,with yesterday scattered across the floorand tomorrow hiding its face from dawn. The winds may tear… Read more: WHERE THE STORM GOES SILENT
• Where Spring Once Bloomed
  Autumn leaves prepare to fall where spring once bloomed.
• Where Silence Belongs
  Where Silence Belongs By Sam Tumblin the greatest love song is not always sung aloud sometimes it’s found in silence far away from every crowd sometimes being alone teaches the soul to grow strong through quiet nights and wandering thoughts you discover where you belong who cares if they condemn or fail to understand your… Read more: Where Silence Belongs
• Where May Begins
  A calming spring poem about new beginnings, gentle breezes, and the peaceful beauty found in the quiet moments of May.
• Where Manifestation Begins
  Where Manifestation Begins How do you say you manifest,If in your heart the vision you confess?Or do the two together blend,Until each helps the other mend?
• Where Love Leaves Its Light
  WHERE LOVE LEAVES ITS LIGHT We guard the ones we carrydeep within our hearts,sometimes becoming shelterwhen their world falls apart. We give without keeping count,we comfort without a claim,and sometimes what we sacrificeis simply love without a name. There is a quiet kind of beautyin knowing someone feels less alone,in giving warmth to another heartwhen… Read more: Where Love Leaves Its Light
• Where I Call Home
  Where I Call HomeBy Sam Tumblin What do I really call home,Endless paths beneath the dome.One stop here,Many pauses disappear. Faces faded like dying flame,Different towns but all the same.I carried sorrow carved in bone,A drifting soul forever lone. Then I learned through life’s cruel tome,The only place I truly call homeIs beside silence overgrown—Next… Read more: Where I Call Home
• Where Every Tale Begins
  Many are the tales we tell,Some rise from lives that fell.Others breathe their final breath,Carrying secrets beyond death. Some are woven from unknown details,Some drift like whispers through the veils.Whatever the web of life unveils,Every story leaves its trails. Some are truth, some are fables,Some are written on broken tables.Some hold secrets time conceals,Some reveal… Read more: Where Every Tale Begins
• Where Autumn Hides
  Autumn whispers where the quiet leaves fall,painting old memories across every wall.A golden breeze carries what words cannot say,while yesterday slowly drifts away. Some seasons arrive just to teach us to seethe beauty that lives in what used to be.A glance can awaken a moment once known,while a heart discovers it’s never alone. The trees… Read more: Where Autumn Hides
• WHEN YOU SEE RED
  WHEN YOU SEE RED What do you see when you see redUtter anger distress and dreadA heart that pounds a face that burnsA storm within that twists and churns A fiery spark a rising tideA battle fought but left insideYet when it fades so calm so clearWas all that rage worth holding near Next time… Read more: WHEN YOU SEE RED
• When We Sleep
  WHEN WE SLEEP Isn’t it ironic when we sleep,we pen the best verses to keep,times that made us sad and weep,ominous thoughts that made us creep. Verses that brought abundant joy,thinking back, yesteryear as girl and boy,not a care in the world, just our toys,no menaces in the world to annoy. Behind closed eyes, the… Read more: When We Sleep
• When The Weight Of The World Bears Down
  When life’s pressures rise and burdens mount, And hope runs low with no strength to count, When you’re backed to the ropes, ready to fall, Dig deep within and answer the call. Stay on course when the road gets rough, For even the strongest can feel they’ve had enough. Obstacles may block the path you… Read more: When The Weight Of The World Bears Down
• WHEN THE TABLES TURN
  Now they come knocking, wanting a share,The same ones who vanished when nobody cared.We climbed through the struggle, endured every scar,Now they recognize who we really are. We shine through the darkness, we stand in our light,Kept pushing through days when the future looked tight.Life offered no cushion, no easy way through,Just lessons in pain… Read more: WHEN THE TABLES TURN
• When The Heart Remembers
  Thought of the Day:An anguished heart may never forget its wounds, but with time, it can learn to beat beyond them. ❤️‍🩹
• WHEN THE HEART ISN’T IN IT | SAM TUMBLIN
  WHEN THE HEART ISN’T IN ITBy Sam Tumblin What’s in a fight if your heart is not in it? Heart, mind, and soul have to feel it.
• When The Heart Is Dry
  WHEN THE HEART IS DRY Why is there a drought when there is rain?Maybe it’s an empty heart consumed by pain.Numb with tears and burdened by fears,Worn by the weight of so many years.Bathed in sorrow, with none to borrow,Seeking hope from friends tomorrow. Perhaps one day the drought will embrace the rain,And wash away… Read more: When The Heart Is Dry
• When the Clock Stops
  When the Clock Stops by Sam Tumblin What happens when the clock stops still,Everything quiet beyond all will,Like a weary tree once sharply chopped,Life feels frozen when the ticking stops. You look around but cannot see,Fear grows thick too dark to flee,Shadows whisper without a name,Nothing around feels quite the same. You ask aloud if… Read more: When the Clock Stops
• When Summer Waves Goodbye
  WHEN SUMMER WAVES GOODBYE On and off, cool winds,Yearning from the heat to mend,Grass is turning brown as it rescind,Summer is waving bye as it amends. Affiliate Links Are On The Post If Clicked On I Maybe Compensated With A Qualifying Purchase Shop Collectibles Rare Finds & Fan-Favorite Pieces Labor Day Sale at BeautifiedYou.com! Take… Read more: When Summer Waves Goodbye
• WHEN RIGHT BECOMES WRONG | Spoken Word Poetry by Sam Tumblin
  WHEN RIGHT BECOMES WRONG | Spoken Word Poetry by Sam TumblinWhen does right become wrong, and wrong become right? This thought-provoking spoken-word poem explores the uncertainty of judgment, the struggle between opposing truths, and the blurred lines that can leave us questioning what we believe.Sometimes the answer isn’t as clear as black and white.🎧 Listen,… Read more: WHEN RIGHT BECOMES WRONG | Spoken Word Poetry by Sam Tumblin
• When Right Becomes Wrong
  When Right Becomes Wrong When every wrong is right,And every right is wrong,Are conclusions drawn in spite,Or is it an unbalanced fight? Whatever ending manifests in sight,Whatever truth we choose to write,Right or wrong,The question lingers on—Is what we believe truly right,Or simply wrong all along?
• When Love Takes The Leap
  For real love, many take the leap,Crossing oceans, waters wide and deep.Giving their hearts, their promises to keep,Never imagining the wounds they may reap. Then there are those who begin with love,Only to find it wasn’t enough.Thinking the feelings were mutual and true,While a wolf wore the disguise of someone they knew. Still, treasure the… Read more: When Love Takes The Leap
• When Life Forgets To Hurt
  What if life could grant a moment of grace, Where trouble and sorrow surrender their place? No burdens to carry, no battles to fight, Just breathing in freedom and feeling all right. Drifting on clouds where the blue skies unfold, Far from the chaos, the rush, and the cold. Where yesterday’s worries no longer exist,… Read more: When Life Forgets To Hurt
• When Life Felt Lighter
  Can we turn the pages backTo a time before we knewHow quickly moments disappearAnd how the old days grew? We laughed without a reasonAnd stayed up without careNever thinking tomorrowCould take us anywhere. The days felt like foreverThe nights were ours to keepWe spoke what was on our mindsAnd promises ran deep. If trouble found… Read more: When Life Felt Lighter
• When He Is I And I Is Me
  Have you ever come to the point in life,Meaning when you’re caught in inner strife,When he is I and I is me,Not knowing which way to turn or let it be? Do you stand up for those who cannot speak,Or twiddle your fingers, pretending to be antique?You wonder, is it safe to turn the other… Read more: When He Is I And I Is Me
• When Darkness Tests The Soul
  At some point in life, we all walk a darkened path,Where shattered dreams leave wounds in their aftermath.When troubles make us tremble and our souls begin to quiver,We feel the weight of sorrow, wondering how we will deliver. The scars of pain run deep, leaving anger in their wake,As we struggle with the burdens that… Read more: When Darkness Tests The Soul
• Whatever the Storm | Spoken Word Poetry by Sam Tumblin
  Whatever the Storm | Spoken Word Poetry by Sam Tumblin
• WHATEVER TEARS YOU HAVE
  WHATEVER TEARS YOU HAVE Why are some tears like rain,while others flow as though you’re in pain?Some tears bring joy you can’t explain,some tears come from frustration and strain.Whatever tears you have, don’t contain—let them fall; it’s all a part of being human.
• Whatever Ever The Storm
  Some storms bring fury,Some storms end in buri,Some storms bring trial and jury. Whatever the storm…Take it on with fury. Affiliate Links Are On The Post If Clicked On I Maybe Compensated With A Qualifying Purchase  
• What We Breed In The Mind | Spoken Word
• WHAT WE BREED IN THE MIND
  WHAT WE BREED IN THE MIND Who knows what breeds within the mind,Some thoughts are happy, warm, and kind.While others twist, distort, and bind,Leaving shadows we struggle to unwind. We all must walk our different ways,Through nights of sorrow, nights of praise.Some find joy in life’s embrace,While others face the weight of strifeAnd wander through… Read more: WHAT WE BREED IN THE MIND
• WHAT WAS MEANT
  What Was Meant Why do you say what you said,When you did not mean it that way?Was it to the listener’s heart you pled,Or were you running from past mishaps that stay? Words once spoken cannot retreat,Though intentions may have been sincere.A careless phrase can bring defeat,Or awaken an old forgotten fear. Perhaps the burden… Read more: WHAT WAS MEANT
• What Really Is Hope

  What Really Is Hope What really is hope?A quiet light when shadows grope.A longing for solace through life’s embrace,A gentle strength in every place. To some, it stretches broad in scope,A fragile thread, a steadfast rope.Some seek escape through fleeting dope,While others sink to whine and mope. Yet those who find enduring peaceLearn that burdens […]

• WHAT IS YOUR MISSION
  Many spend their lives searching for purpose, while others seem certain of their path. This poem explores the question that echoes within us all: What is your mission in life?
• What Is Your Illusion?
  What Is Your Illusion? What is your illusion,A vision that comes and goes?Perhaps at night, in confusion,When your restless mind still knows. Everyone has experienced it,This mysterious mind-altering flow.Don’t be afraid to embrace it,There may be something it wants you to know. Don’t mistake it for occlusion,Or something your mind must hide.Perhaps it’s simply an… Read more: What Is Your Illusion?
• What Is Seven?
  CreatedBirthCuddledLiveDieEarthAgain What is seven?Life’s quest,As we gaze at heaven,Seven.
• WHAT DO YOU SEE?
  What Do You See? Look in these eyes and tell me what you see,Years of love, fears, and tears, sometimes felt free.Scars from battles hidden deep within,Memories of losses as well as wins. Moments of laughter carried by the breeze,Dreams once planted beneath towering trees.Roads once traveled, some crooked, some straight,Lessons learned from fortune and… Read more: WHAT DO YOU SEE?
• Wednesday Love
  Wednesday, day of loveUnlike no otherI’m lost for wordsMy voice stutters But at least my loveFirm and trueNo days like yoursI can utter Amsterdam Flight Deals Save up to 20% off with Travelup.com Book Now Affiliate links are on post if clicked on I maybe compensated with a qualifying purchase. shop nowUp To 20% Off… Read more: Wednesday Love
• WEARY THE VISION
  Weary the vision these tired eyes see Many lives crossed some no longer be WEARY THE VISION BY SAM TUMBLIN
• Weary by Sam Tumblin Podcast
  WEARY THE VISION Weary the vision these tired eyes seeMany lives crossed some no longer beSome still in our lives from the pastSome paths never crossed again left aghastThese thoughts vaguely come and goSeems like a silent picture rerun showThe vision is weary no need to live the pastSo much to live for all endless… Read more: Weary by Sam Tumblin Podcast
• Wanderlust | Sam Tumblin Spoken Word Poetry
  Wanderlust | Sam Tumblin Spoken Word Poetry Wanderlust | Sam Tumblin Spoken Word PoetryAs autumn arrives, something inside us begins to wander. 🍂“Wanderlust” is a nostalgic journey through changing seasons, familiar memories, and the restless feeling that calls us toward something beyond where we stand. A poetic reflection on fall, freedom, and the moments that… Read more: Wanderlust | Sam Tumblin Spoken Word Poetry
• Wanderlust
  WANDERLUST Wanderlust is in us all,especially since the start of fall.Feeling the breeze like it’s a squall,that’s when we raise our hands and stand tall. Remembering autumn leaves as we sprawled,just a simple nostalgic reminder in the fall.There is a wanderlust in us all. Affiliate Links Are On The Post If Clicked On I Maybe… Read more: Wanderlust
• WALK THE TALK
  WALK THE TALK many hopes and talkfrom those that don’t walkhoping praises of grandeurultimately smelling like manureif this is what keeps them enslavedturning in lust for what they cravedthis is what should be on there graveforever enshrined and engravedkeep your hopes and thoughtsempty promises you broughtmany hopes and talkfrom those that don’t walk the talk… Read more: WALK THE TALK
• Visions We See
  VISIONS WE SEE What do we do with the visions we see Do we aspire for what we see or amputee The outcome will be if you can’t forsee So hold your visions close  like a detainee Life has no promises or stated guarantee We control our lot endowed as a trustee What do we… Read more: Visions We See
• Verbatim
  Back and forth in our minds Verbatim by verbatim the beat reminds
• Venom
  VENOM With venom it strikes,Veins protruding like spikes,Hair curling, singed, never alike,Every lunge forward, the harder the pike.
• Velvet Funeral
  Velvet Funeral The rain arrived without a sound,Like silver needles to the ground.Black roses bent beneath the storm,As midnight wrapped the earth in mourn. I saw your shadow near the gate,A memory preserved by fate.Your velvet dress, your distant stare,Still lingered like forgotten prayer. Candles drowned in crimson wax,Beside the names carved deep in black.Each… Read more: Velvet Funeral
• Veil
  do you really think you see many comings and goings that be life whims of death and life mental social agiles of strife try moving the veil from your face use your mind the third eye and pace now your empowered to peer and see many comings and goings that be Affiliate links are on… Read more: Veil
• UNPLUGGED NEVER PRONG
  UNPLUGGED NEVER PRONG BY SAM TUMBLIN My heart still beatsDeath It defies and DefeatsJust at a slow pitter patterReally doesn’t matterAimlessly I go onMy life unending songPast right or wrongUnplugged never prong My heart still beatsDeath It DefeatsPast living whyLife long past shyOn earth with a reasonEven if not my own treasonPast right or wrongUnplugged… Read more: UNPLUGGED NEVER PRONG
• Under The Crescent Moon
  UNDER THE CRESCENT MOON Under the crescent moon I lay,Staring at its form with dismay,Stunned in wonderment, lost in a haze,Thinking of dreams born—and slipped away. Drawn to the crescent like a cabaret,Where shadows dance and secrets sway,In the dead of night, indulge—no secrets to betray,Sip from the moon like chilled Chardonnay. Entangle yourself in… Read more: Under The Crescent Moon
• Unbroken
  how can you claim it’s broken when your lifes poem was never fixed maybe in your mind a golden token your grail parading it as sixed that’s what makes life’s poem unbroken lyrics forever etched in ink transfixed so if you ever feel your poem is broken stay away from the negative and remain unmixed… Read more: Unbroken
• Ultimate King by Sam Tumblin Podcast
  Ultimate King by Sam Tumblin Podcast
• Ultimate King
  dominative  hopes we cling eternally it’s grip on life ULTIMATE KING by SAM TUMBLIN
• Try Before You Cry
  An autumn prayer for a peaceful heart. As the leaves fall and the seasons change, take a moment to reflect, release your worries, and embrace gratitude. May these words inspire you to find comfort, hope, and inner peace.
• Truly Free Podcast by Sam Tumblin on hubhopper and other podcast platforms | SAM TUMBLIN
  TRULY FREE PODCAST BY SAM TUMBLIN Listen now on hubhopper.com to Truly Free by Sam Tumblin https://hubhopper.com/episode/truly-free-by-sam-tumblin-1637006477 Spotify GooglePodcast Gaana Amazon Music Hungama Acast Breaker ListenNotes TuneIn Bullhorn Podkicker PodCasts AddictPodcast Podcast Index Podtail PodLp Fyyd Affiliate links are on post if clicked on I maybe compensated with a qualifying purchase
• Truly Free
  TRULY FREE BY SAM TUMBLIN Would be nice to be truly free Far from our gloomy dark history Hunger corruption enmity strife From birth our present life Going down the gutter in ashes flames Hasn’t this always been life claim to fame Conceived out coffin buried in Repeat this regurgitation over the years again One… Read more: Truly Free
• True Love
  TRUE LOVE For the many or the fewPraying hoping love comes thruKeep love in your heart as you doOne day love will be trueOnly discovered by a fewIf not love yourself true love is you True Love by Sam Tumblin© Picture credit Unsplash Frederick’s of Hollywood: Affiliate Exclusive – Extra 25% Off Sale Styles with… Read more: True Love
• TRIED AND TRUE
  Some things are tried and true,Even when the outcome leaves us blue.Is this really the way you feel,Or just a passing thoughtThat somehow seems so real? Sometimes words become a rhyme,A little escape we find with time.We let them wander through the mind,Searching for an answerWe may never find. Perhaps it’s not the truth we… Read more: TRIED AND TRUE
• To Be A Kid Again
  TO BE A KID AGAIN to be a kid again no cares or worries burdens in indigo to pen no knowledge of life flurries my simple wish I say amen one wish only….. to be a kid again Picture Credit Unsplash Affiliate links are on post if clicked on I maybe compensated with a qualifying… Read more: To Be A Kid Again
• Time Fix: Through the Hourglass
  Time Fix: Through the Hourglass By Sam Tumblin Once in a blue moon my mind drifts far,Through fractured memories and rusted scars.Chaotic echoes endlessly replay,Like broken clocks that cannot find the day. I wished for time to bend like Doctor Who,A fading phone booth tearing darkness through.To drown my nightmares deep inside the stream,And silence… Read more: Time Fix: Through the Hourglass
• TIME FIX
  TIME FIX Once in a blue moon my minds adrift On chaotic things in life endless riff Wishing time to fix like Doctor Who Navigating portals phone booth in lieu Eradicating my worstest dreams Drown them all in a warp of stream While the hour glass flows in reverse Fixing my past leaving empty in… Read more: TIME FIX
• TIME
  Youthful heart still beats Time buckles for no mortal Bones wrinkle, then death Picture Credit UNSPLASH Affiliate Links Are On The Post If Clicked On I Maybe Compensated With A Qualifying Purchase Travelup Hotel Deals save extra up to £20 off with code HOTEL20 Book Now! Bailey Hats Memorial Day Sale – 15% Off Sitewide… Read more: TIME
• Time
  TIME Time is the master of allTime always stand tallCan’t hold back or even stall Affiliate links are on post if clicked on I maybe compensated with a qualifying purchase
• Thursday Thought Of The Day… Visualize
  THURSDAY THOUGHT OF THE DAY… VISUALIZE BY SAM TUMBLIN VISUALIZE IN YOUR MIND YOU’RE SUCCESSFUL…. BECAUSE YOU ALREADY ARE SUCCESSFUL SINCE DAY ONE shop nowUp To $60 Off For Halloween Day Sale Affiliate links are on post if clicked on I maybe compensated with a qualifying purchase.
• Thought of the Day: Know When to Rebrand
  Thought of the DayWhen a brand becomes a burden, rebrand and stand.
• THIS MORNING
  THIS MORNING BY SAM TUMBLIN Early this morning the sun is out Shining definitely without a doubt Making the day all so nice Couldn’t ask for more to suffice I’m definitely at ease Feeling the brisk cool breeze Dancing the mosquitoes still tease At peace they can do as they please Feels like this is… Read more: THIS MORNING
• THE WORDS WE SPEAK
  THE WORDS WE SPEAK Why are graven the words we speak,Unfortunately, known when we teach?Telling others of hearts we’ve broken,Seared in the mind like a rare token. Wishing we could take back what was said,Uttered thoughts—redemption is dead.Always be careful of the words we speak,Lest we meet our demise in tale and teach. — Sam… Read more: THE WORDS WE SPEAK
• The Weight of a Quiet Stare
  The Weight of a Quiet Stare by Sam Tumblin | SAM TUMBLIN Whenever life feels too heavy to bear,Find yourself a silence and simply stare.Not every storm deserves your despair,Some fade away in the stillness there. The mind may race with endless noise,Breaking peace and stealing joys,Yet calm can soften sharpened air,Healing hearts unaware. There… Read more: The Weight of a Quiet Stare
• The Weight of a Name Poetry in Every Breath
  What’s really hidden in a name,A whispered hope for lasting fame,Lofty dreams we try to claim,A spark alive within the flame. Maybe innocence at the start,A newborn echo, pure of heart,Or silent wounds that pull apart,Leaving shadows like a work of art. Could a name become our shame,Or fuel the fire we cannot tame,Searching deeply… Read more: The Weight of a Name Poetry in Every Breath
• THE VINE THAT STEALS MY SLEEP
  Sleep is not a friend of mine,Chasing dreams in an endless line.Exorcise this curse, divine,But sleep and dreams entwine like vine. I close my eyes, yet find no peace,The restless thoughts will never cease.My mind creates what eyes can’t see,A world that will not set me free. I chase the dawn throughout the night,Searching for… Read more: THE VINE THAT STEALS MY SLEEP
• The Trick of the Clever
  The cleverest deception fools the clever.
• THE THING THAT FOLLOWS
  With every step, it follows,Never to the front to wallow.Through every road and every bend,It stays beside me like a friend. Even when I bend,It bows like at a pew to attend.When I stand tall, it stretches high,Like some dark creature reaching for the sky. I turn around—there’s nothing there,Just empty space and quiet air.I… Read more: THE THING THAT FOLLOWS
• THE SWEETNESS WE CREATE
  THE SWEETNESS WE CREATELove isn’t something found in a hurry,or gathered from a passing glance,it grows slowly in the placeswhere two hearts choose another chance.Like honey hidden in the comb,sweetness takes its time to form,through restless days and troubled nights,through every rain and every storm.The bee doesn’t question every flower,it simply searches, then believes,turning what… Read more: THE SWEETNESS WE CREATE
• The Spots We Choose to See
  What lies within your innermost mind and heart?Does a black or brown spot set you apart? Is it a way to free your mind from limitation,Or a judgment of others based on pigmentation? If it’s for color or creed, that’s an abomination,Yet some follow blindly, driven by affiliation. With no thought of the harm their… Read more: The Spots We Choose to See
• THE SHADOW WITHIN | Spoken Word Poetry Performance by Sam Tumblin
  THE SHADOW WITHIN is a spoken word journey into the darkness we sometimes carry silently within ourselves. Behind every smile, every moment of strength, and every step forward, there can be a shadow—one shaped by memories, fears, doubts, and the things we rarely say aloud. In this performance, Sam Tumblin explores the hidden side of… Read more: THE SHADOW WITHIN | Spoken Word Poetry Performance by Sam Tumblin
• The Shadow Within
  THE SHADOW WITHIN In the dark, do you see the shadows that peer?A stillness fills the air, while silence draws near.You speak aloud to the shadow; no voice replies,As the figure slowly turns, then disappears from your eyes. You run, trying to catch what you thought you had seen,Then stop in your tracks, blaming it… Read more: The Shadow Within
• THE SELF WITHIN
  THE SELF WITHIN Often alter egos we hide,Only in our hearts to confide.Happy, glad, gloomy, goth inside,Each a companion by our side. Masks we wear throughout the day,Guarding thoughts we tuck away.Yet beneath the world’s broad tide,Lives the soul we cannot hide. Dreamer, warrior, poet, guide,All reside and coincide.For what lies buried deep within,Shapes the… Read more: THE SELF WITHIN
• The Secrets Eyes Declare
  Some eyes stare,Some eyes glare,Some reveal the soul they bare.Some eyes hold a longing for care,While others hide the burdens they bear. It’s amazing, this affair of the eyes,Where truth lies hidden and silence replies.A thousand emotions, too deep to disguise,Can speak without words beneath watchful skies. Some eyes tell stories of love and pain,Some… Read more: The Secrets Eyes Declare
• The Secret To Immortality
  THE SECRET TO IMMORTALITYSam TumblinWant to know the secret to immortality,keep writing with the quill like it’s a fatality.Let every word become a part of history,leaving behind your thoughts for all to see.When flesh has faded and the years have passed,let what you’ve written forever last.For death may silence the voice we hear,but written words… Read more: The Secret To Immortality
• The Search
  Thought of the Day — Sam Tumblin“When you stop searching, you stop believing.”
• The Road You Choose

  THE ROAD YOU CHOOSE The road will always lead to a destination,Some wander paths of doubt and adulteration.Many travel only through affiliation,Following crowds without true contemplation. Whatever road you choose, let it earn your admiration,Walk it with purpose, not merely obligation.The road has many turns, choices, and connections to see—Choose the one that leads you […]

• The Raven’s Heart
  Black is the color of the raven, Some say it has no heart, so it’s forever brazen. With feathers dark as midnight’s veil, It carries secrets no words can unveil. A beak of steel to penetrate the fray, Razor-sharp talons to tear and rend away. Its eyes burn bright with a shadowed stare, As if… Read more: The Raven’s Heart
• The Quietest Love Song
  The Quietest Love Song by Sam Tumblin The finest love song is not always sung aloud. Sometimes it lives inside an empty room, where silence wraps itself around weary thoughts like a soft evening cloud. Being alone can sharpen the spirit, teaching the heart how to stand without applause. Let the world question you. Let… Read more: The Quietest Love Song
• THE PIANO BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH | Spoken Word Poetry by Sam Tumblin
  Why does the piano seem to play endlessly at the beginning of life, yet fall silent when death arrives? In this haunting spoken-word poem, Sam Tumblin reflects on the strange relationship between life and death—the music we hear while we’re here, the silence that follows, and the fragile space between the two. Life and death… Read more: THE PIANO BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH | Spoken Word Poetry by Sam Tumblin
• The Piano Between Life And Death
  Why does the piano play incessantly at birth,Yet at death, no crescendo is heard beneath the earth?It’s amazing how life and death constantly flirt,While we face the unfortunate disparity of life’s dearth.
• THE OPEN LAKE
  “If only we could be an open lake, reflecting skies both vast and free, drifting gently in the wake of breezes wandering aimlessly.”
• THE MIND BEHIND THE VEIL
  THE MIND BEHIND THE VEIL We walk beneath the same wide sky,yet see a different shade of blue.Your world may speak in whispers,while mine speaks something new. I carry thoughts like restless waves,ideas that refuse to sleep.Some rise like distant thunder,some settle somewhere deep. I was never made for empty roomsinside a hollow mind.There are… Read more: THE MIND BEHIND THE VEIL
• THE MEASURE OF A HEART
  Love often asks us to give more than we think we can. Yet in protecting, nurturing, and caring for others, we discover the true measure of our own hearts.
• The Mantra Within
  THE MANTRA WITHIN With every step, in unison I sway,Knowing in my heart, forever I’ll slayThe ills and harms that come my way,True to myself, I’ll always stay. This is the mantra I keep in my heart,Even when I’m broken, torn apart.When I’m down and crawling on the ground,My heart beats louder—Rise to the sound.… Read more: The Mantra Within
• THE LINES WE DRAW
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