"kaitlyn" poems
You're going to read this wrong,
Every single one of you.
Because you are not me,
And you cannot see what I'm saying.
No amount of stressed syllables in these lines can
ever describe what it means.
To me.
Why I wrote it.
Why I let you read it.
You will never understand
My understanding.
And that's okay.
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 11:02 PM UTC
Before I was born,
My mother wanted to name her child Kaitlyn
As the firstborn,
That should have been me
Kaitlyn was my mother's favorite name
But as soon as I was born
She looked at me
I just took one look
And realized,
I could never be her Kaitlyn
Three years later she tried again
Now her Kaitlyn was born
A beautiful,
Happy,
Innocent little girl.
My mother calls me
"The trouble child"
I cause trouble
I am not good enough
I am not her Kaitlyn
Now I am named Nicole
My mother wanted her child to be Kaitlyn
She loved the name Kaitlyn
Was I not good enough?
Why was I not her Kaitlyn?
Sep 19, 2015
Sep 19, 2015 at 4:56 PM UTC
-Kaitlyn A. Warnken
'I try hard to block myself from sadness but it breaks free and gets to me.
The Bad things are shot at me like bullets and
With Me being the target, the hits make me sink so deep.
Sometimes as to were i don't think i could live to see another day.
While the world keeps revolving, i wish to keep myself from evolving this way.
So No matter what or how hard you say it, we both know things are never going to be okay.'
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 10:01 AM UTC
I ****** up
I ****** up
I used once more
after swearing up and down
I would never touch the stuff again
In a moment of weakness
IN a moment of pure agony
I got out my white powder
and did my old routine
I'm sorry Kaitlyn
I'm sorry Panda
I'm sorry Arianna
I'm sorry Sofia
Please dont get mad
I ****** up
I know I did
I'll try harder next time
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 4:32 PM UTC
Kaitlyn Bristowe and Shawn Booth open up about breaking the rules and their plans for a (really big) family. Subscribe now for all the details plus exclusive photos, only in PEOPLE!
Get ready to toast to Mr. and Mrs. Booth!
Kaitlyn Bristowe and Shawn Booth, who got engaged on The Bachelorette's season finale, are ready to walk down the aisle … just as soon as they take a little breather.
"We just want to enjoy the moment right now," Booth, 29, tells PEOPLE exclusively. "It's been so crazy. We just want to hang out as a normal couple, do a little traveling and then sit down and start making some plans."
Adds his bride-to-be: "We can't wait. We don't need to plan it right now, but we can't wait."
And the famously laid-back former dance instructor, 30, says she's already got a couple visions for her big day in mind.
"I always picture myself having a destination wedding because I'm so low-maintenance," Bristowe says. "I don't want to pick out flowers or colors, I just want to be like, 'yes, no, yes, no' ."
Jokes Booth: "I always pictured a wedding in Vegas at a little chapel!"
As far as expanding their family down the road? It might happen sooner rather than later, if you ask Bristowe.
"I have such baby fever," she admits. "I want four [kids]. Shawn wants five. And I hope to God I have all boys."
"One girl," Booth chimes in. "One girl that looks like her mom!"
For much more from Kaitlyn and Shawn, including exclusive photos, pick up the new issue of PEOPLE, on stands Friday
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Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 9:45 PM UTC
I wish you all the best on this years Valentine's day! -Kaitlyn
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 4:34 PM UTC
"Poisonous" -kaitlyn warnken
I live in a grey and white world were i dont always get to see the sun, so I was in The flower garden.
In the garden, I noticed a flower from the distance that was full of color that I couldve never see before. A color your reality would call pink.
Oh how it was a poisonis flower, but to me this flower was beautiful.
I wanted to take it home all for myself. It showed me things i could never see before. I wanted to watch this flower grow. I needed colors and I learned that day that my love for pink was strong which soon became my only and favorite color. I like all flowers, but only I could see the pink in this flower. to the sky I wish all flowers could be pink, but in a world grey and white.. One was a miracle.
Oh how I loved this flower.
But Momma always told me not to pick the pretty flowers... Because They would die...
And daddy always told me to stay away from poisonis things becausw I would get hurt...
But in my world grey and white, I didn't want to leave the only thing that could bring color into my life, the only color I could see. So I sheltered the flower... And ate their leaves the leaves the flower gave to me.
Oh what a poisonis flower...
...Oh what a poisonis flower...
'I think I'm awake now. Ive never seen a place like this before were Everythings colorful.
Why am i grey?
Am i going insane?
Where is my flower?
Where is my flower?
Where is my flower...?
I didn't understand what was going on.
This flower gave me color and I just wanted to have my flower back.. I Dropped to my knees and cried in the green grass and asked the sky with a tear in my eye..
"How could somewhere so beautiful feel so ugly without my flower?..."
Im so grey. It didn't matter if the world saw color anymore... In my eyes it didnt matter anymore.
Nothing mattered anymore. My life faded black and I just wanted to wake up.
I felt like i was dreaming.'
I could feel the poison leaving my body and by this point I woke up.
When I opened my blood shot red eyes and lifted my sore body... I could see my flower.
I looked at myself and I was full of color!
I was pink! Just like my flower!.
I thaught, 'Oh what a poisonis flower
Apr 28, 2018
Apr 28, 2018 at 2:43 PM UTC
Tá tú an réalt ag taitneamh
i mo domhan dorcha
nach bhfuil rud ar bith sa saol seo
Ní ba mhaith liom a dhéanamh ar do shon
Ba mhaith liom dul ar fud an domhain seo
Ba mhaith liom troid ar bith Demon
Má chiallaigh sé tú a choinneáil
ag mo thaobh.
Tá tú mo Shlánaitheoir
Mo shlánú
Mo bheannacht
Ní leor faoi cheilt a dhéanamh mar sin
Is breá liom tú Kaitlyn
le gach snáithín de mo á
Is breá liom tú
Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 11:35 AM UTC
I am trying to make you happy because I love you
and I don’t have fudge bars, your favorite
and I killed your fish because I forgot to change its water;
it was almost dead when you gave him to me anyway
but it was an accident
I’m sorry your stupid guppy died, it was his own fault.
Feb 6, 2011
Feb 6, 2011 at 3:30 PM UTC
Girl No. 1 wears her jeans cuffed and hates everyone but the Jets. Her voice is honey-thick around biting words. Smiling does not come easy to her. She wears her face like a mask—big glasses, big eyes, big quiet. When I see her, she lifts her hand in a grim wave, delta creases in her brown palm. Her excuse for her silence is that she’s boring, but she’s not. She dots her eyes with tiny stars and listens to German orchestra whenever she can. She thinks she has buried herself well, but bits of her still protrude from the topsoil, aching to be known.
Girl No. 2 is grey flannel and deliberate sentences. Her hair covers her face, yet when she speaks about trees and animals and the hole torn in our atmosphere by ultraviolet, ultraviolent rays, she is thunder. I gave her lotion for her cracked hands one time. When we smiled at each other after, we knew at once we were part of the same club. Girl No. 2 never corrects people when they forget her name. They say Kaitlyn, Kaleigh, Katie…let the word drop as if it were no more important than a used napkin. I hate it. I pick her used napkin name from the floor and smooth it over my lap. I say it right and she replies, with perfect seriousness, thank you: Thank you for the correct pronunciation of my identity.
Girl No. 3 is a hard one. Look at her once and you’ll see Maybelline lashes and a glass-cutting face. Look twice and you’ll see more. The sag of her shoulders, the stinging weariness of posturing for people far beneath her. I startle her. I’m too inquisitive for her taste. She does not want the world knowing her mother drank three liters of ***** before driving off a bridge, that her favorite color is celery green, or that anorexia and anxiety stalked her through the halls of high school like a pair of vultures. She wants to stay in her castle of ice, but it has imprisoned her. You poet, she teases me. You right-brained heap of color and sensitivity. You’re too much. I don’t know what to do with you. I ask her who she is and she recites her answer. 130, 125, 2315. But this girl is more than her IQ, her weight, or her SAT score, and when I tell her so, her Maybelline lashes are ruined.
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 9:32 PM UTC
I swear I've been doing really
okay. I take full breaths and
I've been sleeping almost all
the way through the night.
I don't cry w h e n I walk
through the l a s t place we
kissed or the final s p o t
where you told me you
loved me. I can watch your
favorite movie or listen to
yourfavoritebandwithout
falling apart. The antique
mall no longer turns me
i n t o a puddle and
macaroni and cheese
only barely reminds
me of our f i r s t
date. But last night
Kaitlyn and I went
to the river and I
stood in the same
patch of dirt where
I watched your notes-
all white and stark in the
moonlight- begin t h e i r
journey down south. I sat on
the big rock where Kaitlyn and
Chloe held my hands for what felt
like forever until my chest was rising
and falling like normal (two months
ago almost to the date but god how
was it not yesterday?) and there
were simply stars stars stars as
f a r as I could see, and t h i s
little, tiny, insignificant
piece of me missed you.
Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 2:51 AM UTC
SO I'm engaged
to a beautiful women
Kaitlyn
But I'm also dating
this kick *** awsome guy
Twittle
NOW before you start getting upset
before you start accusing me
Oh what a douchbag!
he's cheating on his Fiance!
Stop it
stop it now
to be honest
if you want to get technical
I was dating him first
He doesn't mind
He's actually happy
He never wants to get married
She doesn't mind
She's actually happy
As long as its not another girl
I know its probably selfish of me
I shouldnt be doing this
I don't deserve this
I told them that.
I told them they deserve better
then just half of me
And do you know what they did?
they both ******* smacked in in the face!
They both told me
that they dont care
as long as I love them
they aint going anywhere
What can I do?
but be grateful
they chose me
and treat them BOTH like
the Goddess's they are
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 9:45 AM UTC
My six year old daughter yesterday came up to me with a bunch of danilions in her hand. she ran up to me yelling "DADDY DADDY I WANT TO ASK YOU SOMETHING!" I held out my hands and she jumped into them.
Now My six year old can act VERY serious when she wants to. its like she goes from six to twenty-six in a blink.
Now she pulls a serious moment and looks up at me. her Big Green and I do mean green eyes are staring at me all serious. What she said next brought tears to my eye.
" I love you daddy. Will you marry me?" She asks me. I'm not an emotional guy but THAT brought me to tears. Me. A guy with a very bad past and present being asked by his six year old, if she could marry him. her innocence it kills me.
"I dont know baby you're going to have to ask mommy on that one, I'm kinda already married to her." I said putting her down. She put her little hands on her hips and stomped her foot, Such little six year old move.
"Well Not anymore she isnt! I"M marrying you now!" She says and stomps to my room where my wife was. I try hard not to laugh but I'm sorry that was just adorable.
I hear from my bedroom her little voice slightly yelling at my wife (her mom).
"Mommy you are not married to dad anymore! I AM MARRYING HIM!!!" I stand in my door way and see sophia standing infront of her mother who is trying hard not to laugh.
"Oh really is that so? Well then I would gladly love to be the one to marry the two of you." She says scooping up sophia who tries hard to wiggle out of her arms. a giant smile on her face. she starts chanting 'I'm marry daddy, I'm marrying daddy!"
My wife kaitlyn goes to our daughters room and picks out last years easter dress which is white and pink. She helps put it on her and then puts some pretty pink lipstick on her. THEN they fibnd the dandylions that she drop and well We all go into the living room.
I had put on my best dress shirt jsut for the occaison.
my wife stands in front of us and trying hard not to laugh "marries" us.
"Sophia, do you marry him?"
"YES I DO!!!!" she says giggling.
"Ok then you are married to him. you may now hug him."
And my little daughter turns to me and hugs me so hard.
" I Love you daddy I'm so happy we married now!"
" I love you too Sophia, always and forever."
Goddess **** my daughter makes my cold heart melt.
Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 2:14 PM UTC
Speaking of perfect, let me tell you about my best friend
Even when she wakes up, she's radiant like the sun
Rarely knows what is best for her because
Really all she cares about is everyone else
A great trait in a person, but very tricky to overcome
Kindness is what is very important to her,
Always say "excuse me" and "please"
I love her like a sister & wish that she were
To be honest, I couldn't ask for a better one
Ladies be jealous of our awesome friendship
You probably heard about her in a story or two
Not a big deal, she's probably in every story of mine
Don't leave her side, I won't until my dying day
Even when we're old & wrinkly, she's my best friend
Quick to her feet when you need a hand or talk
Usually ready to lend a hand & never judge
Intelligent in basically every aspect of life
No one I'd rather turn to when in doubt
Zoo's probably aren't the best birthday present,
I promise that she'll have a better birthday with me
Oh, how I can't wait for more memories with Serra
Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 12:23 PM UTC
I hate school, it makes me drool
I wish I was a bird, Tweet
You are a fool, and I am cool
My brother is a **** that smells like feet
My hair is pretty like falling leaves
My eyes are bright like the sky, oh
my kitty licks me, he was stolen by thieves
My, oh my, would I hate to die
My mind is empty like a cave
Oh, wow my body is hot like the sun
I feel like a slave, but my name is not Dave
I like to run, this poem is almost done
Toni and Kaitlyn wrote this with all their might
It is a good thing we do not fight
Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 11:33 AM UTC
You should do it, you know
Loose yourself in the blades
No one would notice or care
Don't you have any shame?
Some one would care about her
Don't tell her different
Please don't **** us
Don't leave us
You're worthless, I swear
Death would be easier and simple
Don't you think so, Kaitlyn?
Just a few slices here and there
But you have life to live
And experiences to be had
I promise it will get better soon
I know life is bad
Ha, it will get better
If you pop a few dozen and wait
I promise it will get better soon
If you just stop breathing
No one wants you
Not true! I promise people do
Oh, like who?
Mom, what about mom?
She would live
Bull **** it would break her
What friends does she have?
Plenty and you know it too
Hah, can hardly call people
Who say they'll be there
But disappear friends
People have lives that don't
Revolve around her
But when she needs them
They never show
How is that friendship?
Words aren't always needed
To show love
I'm done listening to this
Leave me alone I
Need to think
And I can't do that with
You two in my head
Whatever, I'll be back
Okay, but remember
We're always here
Yeah I know
That's the sad part...
Dec 4, 2013
Dec 4, 2013 at 7:17 PM UTC
Mid-summer day
Backyard of my house
Needed to tell you so much
Pulled me in
15 second kiss
Fell for you so much
Eyes so blue
Smile so beautiful
Wanted to be yours forever
You felt the same.
Long walks
for
Long night
Just for you
to
Hold me...
Kisses,
Hugs,
Dances,
Perfection
Love you never had before
Feelings I never had before
Only me and you
In Heaven...
Poems written about love,
Memories made everyday,
Jealousy rose in her.
Couldn't sleep without you
Didn't sleep just to be with me
Fell so deep in love
You felt the same.
Ashlin?
Kaitlyn?
Cousins?
Don't you feel the same?
Car
Scream
Tears
You Don't
Feel
The same!
When you
Loved me
I loved...
myself
I never thought I would say that
I never thought there'd be you...
Kisses
Difference
You slept all night
Ashlin?
Fake?
Jealously in one heart
Ruins all love
You never talk
2 Months pass
Ashley?
Girlfriend?
Same jealous heart
Set this up
You just won't talk
10 months pass
Missed you,
Called,
Talked,
Friends again
Ashley?
Broke up?
Even more time passes...
Still love you
Still mad at me
Can never have
What we had
back...
Long nights
Of a different kind
Cuts on the inside
All because...
Of one jealous heart
Mid-summer days?
Never the same again
Poems now...
Also different
About jealous hearts
And loneliness
Feb 28, 2012
Feb 28, 2012 at 9:51 PM UTC
Im pushing hard with all i've got
Yet nothing is ever good enough
I am racing to the finish line
I am clawing to the top
My body keeps on growing old
While my mind is stuck in time
I lose more than I seem to win
The balance is not right
I know one day....
That I'll be dead,
It just feels...
wrong
-Kaitlyn
Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 4:19 PM UTC
"You'll Be Remembered." By Kaitlyn A. Warnken
The slowly fating of my heart beating. The rage of hate stirring up while the angers heating. Holding these wounds tight trying to stop the bleeding. Locking doors shut trying to stop the screaming. Closing my eyes, pinching my skin trying to pretend I'm dreaming. But the truth was was that i was leaning. Only i wish i could have been dreaming this night. leaning on seeking to find the fringe of my own life. Wishing for a shot gun n' pistol to take a couple rounds to my own life tonight. Hell my spark would go out in my life light. I'd of done it by now but i have no knife. Yea, that's right. Though i know I'm strong enough to win this fight, on this night and make my life light ignite. They told me to **** myself i responded, i think I'll do it on my own time, SYKE. People are rude, with no respect they don't know what their saying. No matter what you do prove them wrong by staying. Take the words and stop taking them to heart. Once you stop the words will stop tearing you apart. And remember that those scares wont last forever. Just stop the "hurting your body," you'll do fine in your life because i know You're clever. inside and on the outside you will die never, because you'll succeed in your life and be remembered. Unlike others who's lights go out in their own life ember's. So live how you want. who you are is just another life member of which we all have lived faster. And at the end of a long life we give after. But your the kid who made it in life so no need for us to cry. You will always be known so we will never have to say good bye because in our hearts it's you who lives inside. Just don't be that kid who gets a short life because they "signed." You are a smart kid You are smart enough to realize you need realigned. Stay true inside. It will help, that's not a lie. Neither is your life so don't ruin it ever. If you stick to that rule you'll die never And be remembered.
---NOTE----I DO NOT AUTHORIZE ANY DUPLICATIONS OF MY WRITINGS, PHOTOGRAPHS, OR ANY OTHER PERSONAL INFORMATION.
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 2:09 AM UTC
jesteś dla mnie wszystkim
Kaitlyn kochanie jesteś dla mnie
moja bratnia dusza.
moje wszystko
zrobiłeś to raz zamrożone
martwe serce bije kolejny
prosimy kopalni do końca tej ziemi?
May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 10:22 PM UTC
"You'll Be Remembered." By Kaitlyn A. Warnken
The slowly fating of my heart beating. The rage of hate stirring up while the angers heating. Holding these wounds tight trying to stop the bleeding. Locking doors shut trying to stop the screaming. Closing my eyes, pinching my skin trying to pretend I'm dreaming. But the truth was was that i was leaning. Only i wish i could have been dreaming this night. leaning on seeking to find the fringe of my own life. Wishing for a shot gun n' pistol to take a couple rounds to my own life tonight. Hell my spark would go out in my life light. I'd of done it by now but i have no knife. Yea, that's right. Though i know I'm strong enough to win this fight, on this night and make my life light ignite. They told me to **** myself i responded, i think I'll do it on my own time, SYKE. People are rude, with no respect they don't know what their saying. No matter what you do prove them wrong by staying. Take the words and stop taking them to heart. Once you stop the words will stop tearing you apart. And remember that those scares wont last forever. Just stop the "hurting your body," you'll do fine in your life because i know You're clever. inside and on the outside you will die never, because you'll succeed in your life and be remembered. Unlike others who's lights go out in their own life ember's. So live how you want. who you are is just another life member of which we all have lived faster. And at the end of a long life we give after. But you're the kid who made it in life so no need for us to cry. You will always be known so we will never have to say good bye because in our hearts it's you who lives inside. Just don't be that kid who gets a short life because they "signed." You are a smart kid You are smart enough to realize you need realigned. Stay true inside. It will help, that's not a lie. Neither is your life so don't ruin it ever. If you stick to that rule you'll die never And be remembered.
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 1:17 AM UTC
Hurt numbs the heart
Makes it cold
Makes it almost
Unbearable to hold
I just want
Some one to love
Thats all I ask for
When push comes to shove
For a partner
For a friend
For a lover
To love me to the end
We dont always
Receive what we wish
But could there be an exception
To this painful bliss
I want to hold your hand
I want to hug you tight
I want to shower you
With delight
I look forward
To this day
When we can kiss
Love and lay
Calm the rivers
Calm the tides
Calm the ocean
Hope they all abide
To the words
On my lips
Dripping off
My finger tips
All I want
Is a lover
I want a passion
That will burn brighter
Brighter than
All the suns
Shine down your love
Never to be done
Without love
We are wild
Survival is key
Hate is mild
So take these words
Take them to heart
Our love is just
About to start
June 28, 2012
By Kaitlyn Henle
Jul 5, 2012
Jul 5, 2012 at 4:12 PM UTC
there are five people i know who are becoming parents
all under 19 years old
all still in school
all excited as ****
danielle- the one who has already given birth
her mixed little boy, sweet as a peach
kaitlyn- the one who is beginning to show
with a boyfriend and a life i never imagined
noah- the one who is 8 weeks along
already buying clothes for his little tot
faith- the one who is a freshman
whose parents want an abortion, but all too ready boyfriend
brooke- the one who is ready to pop
i met her at a birthday party three years ago, and now shes having a boy
and then theres me
livi- the one who is not yet expecting
but already way too prepared
Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 8:08 AM UTC
It used to be the task of Moms to ***** train young ***** and Janes.
The government had other work; such as procuring tanks and planes.
These days the STATE has grown so large that they alone must run the show
The President, by Royal decree, demands we let his people go.
Though Male and Female God created; that either-or -ness now seems dated.
Learned scholars have explained how **** might think herself a Jane,
providing Kaitlyn, once named Bruce, with a ready-made excuse.
Conservatives rail, but what’s the use?
He She or It? Are you confused about which bathroom you should use?
In former days it was the done thing to use the room that matched your fun thing
Now delicate Psyches are rubbed raw as their gender issues they explore.
Once more the forces of the law are brought to bear on Segregation;
now its stools, not schools, which are the cause for intervention.
Yes, women have their Privacy rights- when it comes to procreation.
All else must now be sacrificed to the vision of a much changed nation.
When Adam and Eve think they’re Ada and Steve
Let them *** where they want or the State is aggrieved.
Adolescence is just such a jumble these days;
What with male lesbians, trannies and gays.
The young must find it most confusing
about which bathroom they should be using.
In New York City, if you so please,
You won’t be arrested if found using our trees.
Obama started with such high hopes.
I voted for him but now I’m bitter,
That the Presidency of hope and change
is winding up here in the *******
May 14, 2016
May 14, 2016 at 9:29 AM UTC
The fireworks explode above my head
lighting up my daughers faces
Arianna wide eyed with fear
Sophia wided eyed with wonder
Kaitlyn met my eye
Smiled at me
knowing what I was thinking.
Fourth of july is my Holiday
something about the fireworks
And seeing my children light up
just like me it made me smile.
Arianna's first 4th of july
Sophia and I's first one together
Kaitlyn and I's first one
As Husband and wife.
My favorite holiday
just got even Better
Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 10:23 AM UTC