http://slow.writerscafe.org/BeautifullyTragic The original writings of author Beautifully Tragic xPoetry Queen en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775995156 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Tears fall upon blank pages. Lost and forgotten to society but an enemy against the world. Speaking for the perfectly flawed, the easily mused, broken hearted, and those in the visions of what indifference seems to be that seperated by the gates of the Heavens and doors to Hell.  Slaves to natu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/904068/ Rambling http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/839487/ Uncertainty....what am I holding on to? I can't seem to grab a hold of your complex understanding. Your own definition of trust...and betrayal. In my mind I'm falling apart in the twisted game of love and desire for what we have and what it all means. As I wander in the corners of my mind looking fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/823387/ There was always something About thunderstormsThat I keep feeling like I can relate. The roaring boom of my heartAching in my own lonelinessAs the clouds above me crashed Over head.  I have seen too much,Pain and misery not just in my lifeBut in others, Who wear their hearts on their sleev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/810677/ Spoken Word. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/807461/ As you can see, I'm in a really bad mood. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/806674/ I never thought it was possibleTo be so eternally brokenTrying to pick up every pieceThe good that is left of me.  A worthless failure,You've drilled those wordsInto my mind for too long Still, stabbing at my heart every time. A slave to my dreams,Hanging on to this life by a thread.But it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/806546/ My grandfather grew up never actually believing in love. He was so stubborn and basically in a sense a hopeless romantic.  He served in the army and traveled all over the world - his only love was the priceless possessions that he got from every place he visited. He served in almost all of the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/803386/ Wake me up,Before it all falls apart. Trying to find a way To mend this broken heart. The sun and the moonHave started a war within my head.Attempting to be the peacemaker of it allBut my soul's been torn to shreds.  Echoes in the mist of the nightI can hear all my demons screamShadows mov.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/803295/ Unleashing our art,Into an unknown world.Spilling the emotions and tragedies,That bleeds from our very souls.  We express our own reality,And sway to the music.Letting our pens and our hearts,Do all the speaking for us.  Fast and furious,The rage inside ourselves.Screaming from the insanit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/802832/ Rambling thought about summer and my home at the Jersey Shore. 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Emperors.Masters of the sky. Flying gracefully,Above all humankind.&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/797664/ Based on an image I had in my head. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/797197/ I have been lost without a placeWith a heart that will never heal. Yearning for the eternal rest, To finally put my mind at ease.  Silhouettes and shadows,Playing freely in the darknessTaunted by the memories past.And I'm waiting for the end.  Frozen in the moments,Whispers so cold an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/795657/ Follow your heart,As the ink bleeds on paper.Every breath and thoughtjust another way to feel alive.  I am lead away from the burning flamesThe haunting memories of the pastI wish I could eraseBut for some reason they still exist. In the webs of my imagination, The oceans of my own mindFin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/795645/ My heart feels like paperTorn up into so many pieces,Leaving me with all this fearThat my soul will never heal.  Half alive never knowing love,Loneliness flowing through these veins,Crimson vitae drips from these wallsWhispers the pain I feel in my heart.  Drowning in the many broken dream.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/795630/ Just something that came to mind. 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Trying to get a grip on the beauty of life, found in some other world I've come to know and love. Who is this person looking back at me? Fragile and broken with a hoarse voice from the screaming for relief inside her empty soul. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/791938/ I'm sure everyone has their 'sanctuary'. This is mine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/789914/ Old write. But I love this one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/789872/ Venting some frustrations. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/789852/ A little something not dark and depressing for a change. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BeautifullyTragic/789280/ Trying to find the words, cutting and twisting like a knife in my heart waiting and hoping that this pen would move and flow to this sad song, the haunting memories of you.  I've been called selfish for wanting you here. You should be here. 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