http://slow.writerscafe.org/mcms0518 The original writings of author Isobella Rose en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776218667 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 SADNESSTears stream down,Eyes red and puffy. Gasping for air between sobs,Nose stuffed and running.Wishing it was over,Thoughts swirling around.Face the color of blood,Illness of the heart.Entirely impossible to stop,Cannot flip the frown.All of your body shutters,As you let out a cry.Sorrowful http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mcms0518/1052078/ Fear emotion poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mcms0518/1051531/ Each poem describes an emotion. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mcms0518/1051529/ I've been played with words,   Breaking all of my trust, shattering it.I used to believe everything you said,Now I don't believe one word.You toyed with me when I was young,Before I knew the difference.Like a predator stalking its prey,You took me down when I still trusted.I can't believe .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mcms0518/1044682/ I want to get over you, or do I? My heart used to flip when I saw you,Now, I hardly have a reaction.It scares me, it really does,I'm starting to forget,About the days of you and me.In a way, I want to be done with it,To stop having to remember you,Although I don't want to forget.The precious me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mcms0518/1044353/  Chapter One http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mcms0518/1031486/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mcms0518/1031485/ I wanted to create a poem with some of my favorite quotes included. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mcms0518/1031141/ I don't really know what inspired this one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mcms0518/1030913/ The young boy sits in the forestHis drenched hair hangsTears stream down his cheeks,Disguised by the pouring rain.No one comes looking, He sits aloneOnly the air had witnessed himDo what cannot be told. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mcms0518/1030660/ Rain pours onto EarthThunder booms and lightning shinesMother Nature's song http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mcms0518/1030652/ The battlefield of my memoriesHaunt me everyday Wishing I had done this, not that,The ghost of my past wanders through my headThose memories creep upJust when I think I'm over and done with youThey come rushing back, like a waterfallAnd make me remember I try to forget, of course i doI blo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mcms0518/1030626/ Dandelions roarThey fight for places to growDotting the green grass http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mcms0518/1030615/ Nighttime is comingThe moon creeps onto the skyA lone deer wandersAcross a glowing meadowSearching for its missing herd http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mcms0518/1030599/