http://slow.writerscafe.org/ThePoeWriter The original writings of author SmileBig :) en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776011744 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A slam poem, would be cool to read it with another person, possibly a collaboration with another poet on here. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1959023/ Spoken word poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1942312/ I wrote this to my 6 best friends, who I lost in one long day. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1936551/  Deep breath in, deep breath out That’s what they say to me as I sit on thefloor With crossed legs and an open heart I let go of my body. I let go of the evil consuming my spiritI let go of the pain Of the deep sharpness of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1916001/ They call her barbie, the “men” with bald heads, reeking ofweed and Bacardi have the nerve to call her Barbie. They look at her blondehair and blue eyes and said thats all you need in this life, thats how yousurvive the world…they tell her w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1916000/ Her eyes lower as a pair of skinny jeans strutsinto the room, faceless because she refuses to make eye contact, immediatelywalking towards her general vacinity, and it makes her cringe with delight andpain all at once. She stands there, solid as a stone but br.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1915999/  I guess I should call itresentment or an unsatisfaction ofliving conditions or even an obsessivedesire to form a commitment of affection between mother and childbut apparently it’s just for attention, As you so gracefully to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1915997/ I became lost to the world Unspoken, unworded, unimportant I became the master of myself The only person out there for me was me and I guess you could call that lonely But for me its called individuality See, peo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1915995/ You are the biggest hypocrite I know, and I don’t mean thatkindly. I don’t mean it in a way to say that i love you anyway, Because i don’t and I probably never will. I mean it in the worst type of way possible. You tell me to make.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1915994/ As I hear the leavescrunch against your feet, I start to acquire thesilence between us. We are so close togetherI can feel your breath as we walk in rhythmthrough the woods. And I have to accept thatsomething is wrong. The trail we.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1915993/  Thesmooth and bitterness of the contents in my glass runs down my throat and bringsme to warmth,andas I drink the magic faster than i should,i’mreminded of memories before. as Idrink, mymind and my body become as smooth .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1915991/ I begin on the trail ive walked many times before,But each time i walk the trail, i never return. But i go, and i go, i travel for as far as the sun is bright,And i watch as no one passes, i trip over the wild bruises. And climb into the diseased monster thats awaiting my fall. I go a diff.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1205317/ New poem: A Broken Hearts AttemptI look around and I find someone, Another heart, another broken girl. I hear her footsteps treading onn the sand, and her flip flops flopping as she moved As her shadow became clearer, I began to hear this girls voice in the wind, She was whispering q.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1200158/ New poem: The Hijab You talk, but no one hears what you say, You cry and no one sees your pain. You listen, but you don't say a word, Because you're afraid; afraid of getting hurt. You think people don't care about you, You try to act like its ok.You start to believe what the peopl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1200146/ What I'm doing is taking unedited poems, and editing them. The top will be edited; the bottom will be the original. Compare the two and see which one you like better please! Or just read the new one! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1200139/ If there is a land as peaceful As the world thats in my dreamsThere must be something fragrant In a society that reeks I'm dreaming of blue sky's And clear oceans that sparkle teal I'm dreaming of a perfect world But I choose to believe none is realI dream of peace and laughter, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1150706/ Words whisper in my head            " I swear I'm not Skitzo!"  They tell me to die             "Die you little b***h!"No one cares...             "No one cares...".. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1148587/ She's walking in the hall way, head down trying not to be noticed by anyone. She's in one of those depressed moods, she's confused, sad, and doesn't really feel like dealing with anyone. So was another girl walking her way. They crashed into eachother, both unaware of the other persons existence unt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1146308/ Deal with it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1142989/ I thought I would share my story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1140657/ I cut myself And no I'm not proud of it, No I don't brag about it, Or show it off to get attention. But I do accept it, I also accept that it's not going to be this way forever. Im trying to stop. It takes a while, but I'm getting there. To be honest, im not stopping .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1133130/ Hope you like it! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1133124/ Will you, Will you be my valentine? Will you, Will you be mine? If I take your heart, Will you take mine too? I don't want chocolate as a gift, Because all I want is you. I want a romance A sweet relationship of two I want a lover And what I want is you, My love, my sweet, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1125448/ From the point of view of a mentally disabled 17 year old boy :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1110396/ She's upset,Bad day,Heads for the dresser drawer to drive the pain away,Nothing good can come of this,She opens it, there's nothing,There is only leftover tears,Mom and Dad have no right she screams,Anger runs down both of her cheeks.Then she closed her eyes,Found relief in a kni.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1108559/ Well she won't leave this night aloneAnd she won´t sleep at allAnd all the sorrow that she takes out on herselfIt comes around and leaves her bleeding on the floorAnd she knowsYeah she knows that there's a lot of ugly things about this worldThese street lightsThey shine bright.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1108557/ I'm not a strangerNo I am yoursWith crippled angerAnd tears that still drip soreA fragile frame agedWith miseryAnd when our eyes meetI know you seeI do not want to be afraidI do not want to die inside just to breathe inI'm tired of feeling so numbRelief exists I find it whe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1108556/ I told another lie todayAnd I got through this dayNo one saw through my gamesI know the right words to sayLike "I don't feel well""I ate before I came"Then someone tells me how good I lookand for a momentFor a moment I am happyBut when I'm aloneNo one hears me cryI need.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1108551/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1108550/ There are secret words I never share Blood stained clothes no one ever sees, There are those people who never seem to care, And then there are those people who love me.I tell them all lies, no matter who they are And I hide my secrets in a tightly locked case. A while ago, I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1106353/ Just...words coming out of my mind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1085726/ Sometimes...I feel worthlessSo worthless god cant help. So I turn to a blade, And fall deep into hell. My depression starts all over again, And I begin to fall apart. Is the end of my sadness near? Or....is this just the start? Oh, how I wish I knew. I wish I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1071511/ Math class poem...lol wrote it in 10 minutes about. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1043923/ Don't text and drive...please. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1038395/ I hear the rain pounding on the rooftops And the windows And I hear it against the drenched deck, And I grin like a 5 year old on Christmas day! I get completely soaked From head to toe and I smile, I laugh like a crazy person, And then I cry my eyes out with compl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1027363/ I look around Another heart i have found, Foot steps treading, Onto a broken ground. As the footsteps become clearer I begin to hear her, She whispers through the air, Lord, you are no longer my healer. She trudges closer dragging feet along, Shes a littl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1017853/ I had a friend a while ago, who eventually moved back to Pakistan, whom wore a traditional head scarf. She was the sweetest girl I have ever met, but no one realized, and she got made fun of a lot, http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ThePoeWriter/1008515/