SAM TUMBLIN
Poetry in Every Breath
Month: May 2026
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Cranium Indigo How you’re going to releaseWhat’s already been fleecedVeins of rust beneath the skinRotting slowly deep within Granules falling hand to graveNothing left for time to saveEyes grow hollow, voices thinEvery loss absorbed within Nothing ever brings dismayWe become this life one dayTeeth of fate and fractured boneTeach the soul to stand alone These…
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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…
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Often times shattered mirrors are like the mind
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“Moonlit veins pulse beneath obsidian skies, bound together where dark devotion lies.”
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Crevice of TimeBy Sam Tumblin I was taught the old were coldforgotten tales already tolddust upon a broken mold Yet through the crevice of timelingering echoes still feel divinethough ravages of passing yearsturn memory into the sublime Perhaps nothing’s truly deadnothing lost or left behindfor over time I came to learnthe darkness lived within my…
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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…
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A reflective poem about inner peace, healing, and escaping life’s chaos through serenity and self-discovery by poet Sam Tumblin.
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All of us in turn return with saturation The day as one with elation Better life exclamation
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Beneath the Noise By Sam Tumblin Do you ever wonder what this life can truly meanWhy every road feels fractured somewhere in betweenSome days glow with comfort like a warm and gentle lightThen darkness finds a doorway somewhere in the night We search for peace in moments brief enough to fadeBuilding fragile hopes from promises…
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Silent Horizons By Sam Tumblin into silent horizons I drift and roamfar from the weight that once felt like homewhere shadows of worry no longer stayand restless thoughts slowly fade away pause for a moment and look beyondpast every fear your mind has drawnin quiet stillness hope finds its placesoftly reborn in endless space sometimes…
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