http://slow.writerscafe.org/shallimarRose The original writings of author shallimarRose en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776032582 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Disguised as lightDarkness came from far awayalmost convincing me&nbsp;I was worth more more then what I had perceivedI almost believed pain overtakes mebut no one understands unbearable unless the pain &nbsp;is their ownI was almost convinced&nbsp;I was worthy&nbsp;raging waters cra.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1445234/ just a poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1363593/ Just a confusing poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1362011/ It is me singing the song Flower.. The poem is Just a silly something I wrote.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1362000/ Just Mood writing.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1330087/ posting from the archives... <3 Rose http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1295871/ I wrote this about 2 years ago..... This poem was in part inspired by the accompanied song... Thank you for reading.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1295862/ &nbsp;Summer winds have blown away&nbsp;the beachy balms of yesterday&nbsp;&nbsp;seasons see her subtle change&nbsp;&nbsp;tiny friends must re-arrange&nbsp;to keep them safe&nbsp;impending cold&nbsp;they store up food&nbsp;it's worth in gold&nbsp;the hours&nbsp;they grow shorter now&nbsp;as summer t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1246829/ Written in the wee hours of poetic insomnia.. May be a bit embellished but this is pretty much a true story of my life as a poet.... lol http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1246548/ &nbsp;&nbsp;Feelingexplosive yet somehow contentTheair around me is still thewarm sun drawing it near.Amist fills my hunger,yetI am not satisfied.Idrink 'till I am almost overflowing......Thesun fades away, dampnesscasts gray shadows Ifeel the lonely cold.It.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1245645/ Twisted Isit and breathe this air..........ponderingarrogancemanifests arrogance toomany deeds get left undonequestionsgo unanswered asdo prayers, sometimestruthsbear hidden liesyetlies seldom bear truthsmeaningsare lostinmoments of lustwebsare woven and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1245643/ HerwordsFor thygallantrythy braverythou hasindeed served my fathersthrone in honorwith thetouch ofthis swordI dub theeSir Sterlingknight tothe kingHerthoughtsOh if Icould only bear my soulto theetell thee ofmy love.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1245637/ Seven Sinners&nbsp;Seven babies born in Maywhen innocents was new&amp;&nbsp;suckled at their mothers breastall wrapped in baby blue&nbsp;Seven tots no more then fivemama and papa's dreama world&nbsp;that felt so&nbsp;beautifulbut nothings as it seems&nbsp;Seven children passi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1244630/ from the archives... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1244626/ thanks for reading http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1242478/ &nbsp;&nbsp;Frequent FlyerIn the predawn moments of an emotional upheavalscattered disturbance were in the stars&nbsp;holding on to all that was and all that was notlike a child grasping a blanketin the absence of its motherthe door was always openbut the battlelines vaguewine sipp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1242088/ SomethingAbout His Smileheis no one to mejustanother avataramongsta sea of cardsambiguouseyes ambiguouseyesheis no one to mesmalltalk typedillusionshypedhiswordshiswordsheis no one to meacordial helloafriendly good byeIsig.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1242074/ Spirituality contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1240511/ Thanks for reading.. sR http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1240412/ Song inspired pic from Google Images http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1239920/ February 11th is significant here I think.. thanks for reading..sR http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1239696/ drugged and raped...True story.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1239663/ just penned this and I know it Needs work.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1239528/ True story.. Writing through the pain. Thank you for taking the time.. sR http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1239176/ WhenLove is BornHe madeonly coy small talkneverrevealing hidden desireslongingto touch the face betouched by the long lace glove caressingher fingertipscapturingdaydreamsthelips that smiled in picturesifonly they were smiling for himlittledid he know .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1238318/ I have been trying not to send RR but I think this is an important message. Thank you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1237224/ For the "Empty" Contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1236596/ This was written for someone that was once very special in my life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1236584/ photo art Google images http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1236581/ photo found in Google images http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1236556/ &nbsp;&nbsp;A wish &nbsp;a dream your heart makesit says so in a songwhen you wish upon a staryour wishes must be strongbut to wish upon a rainbow&nbsp;is such magical sightso on a rainbowI wished for youto come to me this nightand in my dreamsyour mem.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1236554/ My Heart Cries&nbsp;I am only flesh and bloodI am only humana soul a human soulmy heart beats like anyothermy eyes see the moonbut my heart hears itssilent glowwhen moonbeams shine throughpolluted airmy eyes see the sunbut my heart hears itssizzlin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1236543/ Broken&nbsp;Looking at the old cabina sadness comes over meshades of grey overpower thesunshadows fall on brokenmemoriesand dreams scatter in thebreezeWood cracks and peelstermites take their toll&nbsp;flowers have withered and diedweeds tumble in the wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1236541/ prelude to a dream... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1235686/ Never try to time erase,keep the faith&nbsp;and slow the paceTimes too short I comprehend,far too short from birth to endBewildered by the pages turning,I find the calendar less discerningThe little things I took for granted,I'm faced with now, the less enchantedFor time does surely take it's toll,I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1235117/ Written the days following 9-11 2001... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1234463/ always observing beauty http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1232876/ explanation within. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1232858/ Challenge was to write a letter to someone far away that you love and cannot be with.. I chose to go fiction and write as if my husband was a soldier in WWII... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1231716/ new... pic from Google images http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1230270/ love, passion, silence, teardrops, shallimarRose, poetry http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1229727/ I went to the Fair last night and this morning I pulled this old poem up that I wrote one year.. LOL http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1228326/ To rhyme or not to rhyme was being talked about on another site I am on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1227063/ Photo image by Google images.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1227001/ captured in a daydreamlockedinside a momentsoftand scented&nbsp;likethe subtle rain onan Autumn sunrise morningsoeffortlessly they camethekisses at daybreak holdingon to you...ambrosialmomentswithsleepy eyes thatquietly whisper good.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1226947/ Indeed he is an artistthough he has no paints or brushhe has never sketched a sunsetnor drawn the oceans rushhe's never carved a masterpiecefrom clay, nor rock, nor iceand yet his artwork can be seenhis work is quite precisehe does not play an instrumenthe cannot sing a noteNo, its not the art of ac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1226572/ True story... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1225776/ &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; ..........I Met Him In A PoemThere was something about his wordsHe seemed so real, so demureHe was a gentleman, I could tell..........Like a ballroom dancerHis .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1225154/ the price of deception http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1225148/ &nbsp;shadows falling lightly,shaded memoriesforgotten times and places,of lonely use to be&rsquo;s&nbsp;painted glass of vagueness.whispers of love lostweighing in the reasons,what if's, and final cost&nbsp;amber sunbeams shining,of remnants left .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shallimarRose/1225146/