http://slow.writerscafe.org/markcelestial The original writings of author Markus Anthony en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776066054 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I wish she loses the pain of three miscarriagesIn the morning, half mourningAnd stands up smooth as the ceramicClear and bloodless flushing down the drainAnd smiles at the mirror thinkingOf the good night sleep she had or the scent of pour-over for her husbandAnd in joyful silence they e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2874655/ another moon poem 🌕 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2828207/ Demotivated http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2771950/ i miss itthe scent of day in your hairi wonder how does it smell today or yesterday when it was gloomyand the winds playeda strong symphonyagainst my umbrella.i miss it.how are youas i think of cravingyour lips like coffee in the morningit seems a long timedoes it, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2771854/ This is a personal telling of how it's like to finally find a home in someone's heart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2463779/ Wrote this while lying on my bed and the rain was pouring down like an inspiration. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2463583/ a thing in the past http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2463288/ It's all about the recovery. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2176946/ 366/3665/31/2020 - concepcion, iloilo, philippines there is joy in my heart today/ a third beat/ as I mark another milestone/ a groundwork laid, a test of strength/ it was paved in white and later stained/ blood, tears, mucus and all kinds of fluids/ a treat to the brain as that to the senses/.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2176941/ I find it hard to sleep past midnight. 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I don't think I'd have enough lives for it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2167310/ Inspired by a beautiful, drunken memory. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2166580/ Random stuff http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2138771/ It was a very sad day. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2117790/ Purple rain is said to be a deep longing or desire that will likely not be met. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2115959/ Dissection class is fun! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2110057/ Please, Please http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2109455/ Please don't go go http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2109085/ On the first day of May in 2019 I waited beside the street. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2108844/ I always wake up to a dream. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2107444/ I like to sleep in buses when I travel home. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2105026/ I've always wanted to write something sensual. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2102919/ I wrote this poem for my long time crush back in high school (2009). She's now my girlfriend for 9 years come this July. I tweaked some words because of my grammar(lol). Enjoy! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2009364/ This is a poem I wrote back in 4th year high school (Circa 2009) for a science project. I was quite a sucker for rhymes :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2007791/ This is a poem inspired by Scarborough Fair folksong http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2006880/ I was surprised to have recovered a poem I wrote back when I was working http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2003852/ Pure joy to know that He sees me through till the very end http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2003843/ It is one of those moments when I imagine being someone else and get frustrated for not having what I want http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2003841/ Drunk decisions are bad decisions as my friend said http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/2003839/ I took my phone Saw your messageIt said hello, should I reply? It dawned like a thousand sunsIt’s not going to happen, again.I figured it a long time ago,You and I, both.Never. I shouldn’t have looked, should’ve I?How come the spell of yesterday, Has kept on l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/1992224/ I wrote this poem right after I woke from my dream. It was a beautiful dream that I really had to document while it was fresh. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/1579421/ i saw a dragonfly today at work and it got me so fueled to write. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/1454295/ This poem was based on personal experience. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/1331111/ We stare at endless heightThough darkness dominates the skiesAnd the moon stands the only lightTo draw the glistening orbs in your eyesYour words sing music to my earsYour touch is warm, dilating my poresAnd then breeze began to offer tearsTo the grasses of earthly floorsThe wind blows to kiss your .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/1162523/ Mobilized by love so apparent and warm.Delicately turned to ease and not to harm.Morning bath given to cool nerves and the burden.Complete hairdo as bills pose a financial problem.Patient.Immobilized by station of perceived bladder descent.Hardly turned pages looking for signs to be alarme.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/1065215/ you went with others and left me sobbing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/1064314/ Mother Gothel inspired. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/1064220/ I can see you from where I sitYour skin is white, lips protuberantI’d like to kiss you, caress your hairPat your back and hug you tightIt’s morning and im wide awakeSenses alert to sniff your scentWatermelon, oranges or bathroom soapThe stiff and jerks, ev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/1064200/ Happiness, notorious cuddly embracesCharm, your smile is my body’s alarmTorn, prone for mournHate, I refuse to generateLove, only kisses from aboveDeath, tranquil, alone and leftLego, I’m going to pick you up, and build some housesHouses, give me moment of sel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/1064199/ Ed Sheeran inspired plus Twilight http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/1063788/ Um, i did the concept from the original Scarborough Fair. lels. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/markcelestial/1063783/