http://slow.writerscafe.org/idesouza The original writings of author Irene en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776001336 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Someone once told me&ldquo;Don&rsquo;t have hope,have faith&rdquo;Because hope is the poison that fuels our brainsThe medicinal drug that numbs the pain But never cures it &nbsp;She was a broken soul Lost in a sea of smiles and laughterAll dressed in whiteWhile .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/idesouza/1173824/ I had to write a poem about someone who inspires me so obviously i wrote about you <3 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/idesouza/1113050/ Two people who will never be the same,Two lives that will forever be changed,One choice that altered everythingScene one:Cue the lightsMusic blasting, hips rocking, beat pumping, heart thumpingBodies pressed so close together deciphering limbs is near impossibleInhibitions taken over b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/idesouza/1071043/ &nbsp;I&rsquo;ve felt that loveWhere your heart is soaring beating to the fast paced rhythm of the butterflies in your chestbegins in innocence lost in attraction &nbsp;Infatuated with love itselfThat love Of endless joy A desire to please And nothing more.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/idesouza/1057231/ written after visiting my Big Brother. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/idesouza/1035539/ Written about two Brothers that have both been to my Parish. One is a dear Friend of mine (actually there is a poem i wrote about him called "My Big Brother") and the other is a priest i just met. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/idesouza/1025770/ I wrote this poem dedicated to a pilot who plunged to her death during a hang gliding accident. Her fiance was watching and saw her plummet to her death... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/idesouza/1017889/ ImprisonedWithin theconfines of my mindStuck in thislabyrinth Nowhere to hideMemories Haunt my dreams Trying to escape From realityNothing but astring of hope To guide methrough the hells I walk My guiding saviourTo keep me from insanity.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/idesouza/1017886/ &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&ldquo;Jason! Where are we going?&rdquo; I whined, ashe drove past deserted fields and meadows. &ldquo;We are supposed to be on a date!&rdquo; &ldquo;Don&rsquo;t worry babe.&rdquo; He saidgiving me one of those adorable smiles. &ldquo;I promise that we&rsquo;ll go to dinn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/idesouza/1015085/ A poem i wrote awhile ago... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/idesouza/1015072/ to my daddy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/idesouza/1014989/ This is dedicated to Deacon Leo, who i miss very much. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/idesouza/1014985/ There was a girlOrdinary, simpleNothing special to beholdShe paints on a smileNot showing the turmoil insideAll hypnotized by her charmAnd her laughTinkling chimes in a summer breezeAs she extends her arms to give loveThat she doesn&rsquo;t receive in returnSu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/idesouza/1014977/