http://slow.writerscafe.org/dele The original writings of author dele en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776113157 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 doctorasked it for it's symptoms so he could prescribe it a prescription,but it couldn't summon any english words to describe it's afflictionmoot point since the trials and tribulations of its existence were immune to penicillin,so it slumped off the bench, and left.and the doctor scarcely.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/292370/ "The question here is not so much who is right and who is wrong (since this kind of judgement is going to depend ultimately on the values you bring to the debate). Rather, these examples serve to illustrate the idea that there is invariably always more than one way of seeing reality. This is no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/282008/ your lover’s left youand mine has too left mealone but yet together, we mourn what used to bei do not need to tell youthe loss that breaks me downor what happened to my heart -yours too has made that soundsometimes i catch you make –that- face,eyes glazed and far away,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/282007/ i've been clean,for months.i've not died,without you.the tracks would remind me,even if, i didn't miss you.of how my arms were tied,and my veins swelling blue,of how i'd do anything,to get some of you.the question keeps begging...i don't have the answer.cruel catch tw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/282006/ I saw her and she called to me,In an ancient antique store,She stood out, amongst the rest,And from all I’d seen before.Her caramel complexion,Shone off her wet brown eyes,Her loose long curls, hung past her shoulders,& entangled in my mind.“I know how much you love h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/282005/ I remember when we used to look at the full moon together, sat by your window, the dark night giving way to dark blue, and then to a bright perfect circle. And how the lonely moon made us feel grateful for each other. Who knew that in time, we would come to mimic these celestial bodies, one becoming.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/282004/ You rich and u famous, we know, we seen u on tvSo when u say “im better than you” ask what that really meansTo sell in this society you have to compromiseBit by bit and more and more till u are what we despiseU get paid for being played unaware of what you’ve waivedFrom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/282002/ Across the world and all the whileIve sat and searched for you Sought for your pixellated smileTo download, save and view.Now I see it maximizedOur electric hearts combinedThrough copper wires intertwinedMy vision realised.Every kilobyte…so beautifulMy precious cyber gir.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/282001/ Politicians often show concern,As to what society can do to get me and all ‘urban youths’out of this ‘gang-life’ loop.They mess around with Macpherson reportand push their stop and searchand now they’ve got me (concealed weapon)wondering in prison church.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/282000/ without doubt.she’s the stitchthat,runs thru my genes.but if she keepspicking..at these seamsit seems,at will, this ripwill split,until.the thread is dead andgoneand a new garmwill keep me warm. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281999/ never a silence between usbloated words lungs won’t containwe used to love to talk but nowour words get in the way.with all the roses, i was sweptso Consumed with all the redso much so i never noticedall the alphabets unsaid.i lied to me – i always knewthe sweet sce.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281998/ as you pull my sleeve you can feel my heart beat.there is no greater vulnerability.and so of course, there is no greater weapon.maybe i said the wrong thing.maybe i said the right thing.maybe i said the wrong thing or the right thing.at the wrong time.maybe thisandmaybe that... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281997/ i’m so glad you’re here.you say.as we lay on our backs on the front ofa mix-up of differentcolours,cultures, pasts, and presents,held together by stitches of commitment,sacrifice, affection, patience, forgiveness andunderst&ing. may be lil’ roughround the edges... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281996/ one head with a brainand one head without.design anomaly,if you ask me.they don’t coincideon the kind of insidewhich tends to..invite so well.shouldn’t be a surprise given the number of timesi been here.bad decisions made with one-eye visionswells head with .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281995/ she isjill scott d’angelo bilal and eric benet,blackstar maxwell badu and goapele.least she would be if theyever got together to play,if they knew the beat her heart drummed toevery daya mixtape in her honourto capture the rapturein her voiceor her kick that prepares mefo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281993/ …of course it pains me.to know that others before me,others with me,and others after me will diefor no lessera crimethan simply looking like me. to see your brothers and sisters, those blood tied and not,blood stained and shot, down around youby those whose purpose you&rsq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281992/ “write me a love poem”she said.i would’ve rather it inspired than required but, you know how it goes.so i wrote one and it went;‘i love you’.she didn’t like it.it was too short and it didn’t describe fantastical tales of adventures an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281991/ don’t give others the impression im dining a prostitute.don’t give others the impression im dining a grandmother.don’t eat like the food scares you. if this thing works out, im going to see you eat normally sooner orlater. and by comparison, it will look documentary-ish.and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281989/ nice guys have come (or were too nice to)and gone,mainly because you told them to. because the ‘nicer’ they werethe less ‘guy’ they seemed,so you fulfilled your duty as head girl ofthe grass is greener generation,anduprooted.a couple years ofeczema-dry lan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281988/ horoscopes often lie but sometimes they’re right6 billion plus on the planet they gotta be sometimeyou’ll meet a new friend, you’ll come into some moneyif you pretty enough, can do both at once if you lucky.a friend from the past will make a return, you’ll make enough.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281987/ people parked their rosy behinds illegallyon front seats behind and in front of memaking the future of young’uns free to chooseto sit where on a bus,they’d paid fare on by us.gangs angst-ridden rush brush pastme rudely down the gangwaygrey hoods, air max and flat beaked h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281986/ u asked me; “what if it was you?”but i cant ever see me needled.but then againi couldn’t never see u that way neither..so i dunno what that’s supposed to tell me,or how that’s supposed to help me..but ur not tryna help me,are you?youre not even tryna h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281984/ I was a fool to think you’d be happy when I threw u up in the air when all the time I should have just given you wings#An affinity for time gone and of which you were never part of, but you feel you .should. have been. And a longing to ‘return’ to this time amidst a UFO culture.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281983/ my resignation sleepwalking into an alienationparticipation required nor desired. see,that's why they work me ragged, with corporate nine to fives,so i'm too damn tired, to dare to govern my own life.i vote for the few to speak for the many.i get all my opinions from what i see on the te.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281982/ And how do I shield from the breeze that blows cold when I put ink to pulp to expose my soul?deltron says (02:52):to know that there is beauty in vulnerability. in a world when people try their best to shy away from what it means to be human, there are people who bleed when they are cut, cry w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281981/ for the first time,the “london tube” had a chance to be the words that got told to my grandchildren,children, family and friendsas the opening scene of a once-was dream turnedlong, but beautiful story.the moral of which, was tomanhandle life’s risksor you may just m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281980/ i remember it like it like it was tomorrow.you said you’d see me february eveningthe thirtieth at the earliest and i actually believed you.might show up this time.around. nine instead of my suggested time of sixlike daylight saving, i get pushed backconfused bout what u were doin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281978/ abcdoefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyzabcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyouzabcdefghijklmnopqrsometimestuvwxyzabcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwakexyzabcdefghijklmnopqrstupvwxyzabcdefghinjklmnopqrstuvwxyzabcdefghijklmnopqrstheuvwxyzabcdefghijklmiddlenopqrstuvwxyzabcdefghijklmnofpqrstuvwxyzabcdefghijklmnopqrstheuv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281976/ armchair foreplay, that’s his forté,facebook pimp, on myspace linksright click, save as, open linkview profile, albums, open picsstring vestboxerssuck pot noodle. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281975/ Finally.the binaries make cents.cos if it didn’t sell well it,probably made a lot of sense.hence the cos and those who run the showdon’t want you 2 hear it,or to feel it best believe if there’s a rec0unthe’ll appeal it.even say, he ‘didn’t $teal .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281974/ cup of water from last nightwith lip gloss on it.a dropped and forgotten hairclip.an earring you’ll call me to look for later.cotton circle thing left in the bin with your eye shadow on it.dirty sheets, which i wont change for a week.my redecorated room in “d‘.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281972/ 27th October 1998You said“i feel the sun setting on meandyou” (us too me two)so i asked for ‘one last time’hoped it might excite enough to make You change your mindor at least be familiarly boring enough to makeYou feel a sense of security in laying with me li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/281970/ your highnesscome pay me a visitso u can come see me,come see how i'm livineyes meet every day, but you never stay with mealways leave me for people in 'better conditionswith better provisions,people who smell nice and make better decisions' but don't u see? if it was u and me, we co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dele/255313/