http://slow.writerscafe.org/AleyshaRosa The original writings of author AleyshaRosa en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775982709 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I miss everythingI used to beI love nothingWhen I seeHer eyes burnTelling meIt’s not my turnMy reflectionIs myDeflectionOf the truth  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1272289/ Love me dreadfullyKiss me violentlyLove me so terriblySo absolutely filthily Kill me so passionatelySo we can f**k pitifullyAnd gnaw with snarlingLips and biting teeth Hate me babyDon’t you dare save meKill me babyRun your tongu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1271324/ I saw the sun risingAnd in spite ofmyselfI kissed the skyAnd asked it whyHer colours wereshiningAs brightly as theywereAnd why her raysSpread out like armsProtecting me fromharmCradling me, makingme stayShe cast red, purple,pinkGold, orange.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1270880/ A poem I hoped I'd never have to write http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1269848/ a crazy dream I had that I still don't know how to interpret http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1266916/ DreamAnd screamFor mercy of the nightMares flooding your sightTry not to sleep too long, loveCome with me, yes come aboveWhy do you let them take you?Please, love listen to my cooThe monsters are simplyNothing but starsSo don’t screamBut dream... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1266125/ Your growlingSnarlingYour grinningSpittingYour viciousnessVengefulness“Oh how unconditionallyI am sorrowfullyReaching for your spiritI can hear it!”It bellowsAnd plowsThrough my small heartThou art,I shall sayI shall pray.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1264913/ If you're feeling a little mature... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1264478/ haven't a wonderland clue http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1262023/ A good day to reach for the heavens http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1261385/ A poem long forgotten http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1261368/  “I wonder what shall happen.” Shewondered absently, running her fingers through the ribbons of time. He simply stared, his eyes thoughtful,bemused. His presence coursed up her spine,sending shivers. She glanced swiftly over her shoulder, but sawnothing but the du.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1090851/ Inspired by Roshan http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1087055/ why are we jostlingwhere are we goingwhy are we runningwhy are we hidinghide and seekingcry and weepingmy  darlingmy sweetheartwhat are you sayingwhat are you seeingwhy aren't you beingeverything i expectthere's nothing leftstop this nonsenseit's so pointless.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1082456/ Don't say itdon't speak the wordscall menames obscurebend mein molds unsuredon't you dare touch medon't you darewhy do you questionthese words of mine?They mean nothingbut the world you livebite into the fleshof this blankwhitepage. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1079708/ So I tried it out to see what my wandering mind would come up with: I wrote it quite, very much so, to a large extent, stoned. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1074704/ Crack malicious knucklesagainst your fathers belt bucklefight the whip of leatherhis snarling treasureDon't tell me you don't deserve itdon't tell me this was differentwatch him bleed on the floorthe crack from a buckle blood does pour http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1074022/ Nothing like a giggle for my love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1073185/ kisses that travelsand through gravelbalm on scarsslipping through white barsfingers that sinkinto glistening pinkwords of fireclarity through mirethe push of passionthe pull of regreta single rationof a night to forgeti listen to your wordsdismissing how obscu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1072185/ i sink below the surfacenot on purposei didnt mean toi promisewatch me drowndrag me downinto your depthsshow me your crownyour waves crashmalicious, they bashto i, unforgiventhey thrashwhat have i doneto deserve this gunshooting bullets of blueshattering my only sunso swallow me wholeuntil y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1070136/ the birds and the beeswith their wobbly kneesthe yes and the noa flabbergasted stop gothe you and Ia slice of pissed off piethe black and whitea constantly grey fightit's all the same to meit's not about who you beit's about what you seethat's what allows to yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1069920/ She walksalong the pathunaware of one who stalksoblivious to his wrathShe singsa song of freedomunaware of the man whoclingsto her song of doomShe turnsa sudden fearunaware of the man whoyearnswho with hungry eyes lureShe shiversa quite fallenunaware of hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1069146/ But you see What they say is trueIt is true that I am freeIt is true that I'm fineBut you see You must understandThere is a problem on my palmsThere are boulders that pinThere is a churning withinThere are hands gripping my wrists There is a bright light .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1068260/ They saylife is like a highwayno matter far long you goyou will always have mileage in towit may seem like nothing more than anumberbut when you stop and think, stop andwonderhow far have I actually gone, oh let'ssee, how long?The rev of your engine pushing youforward is a song.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1062397/ Dont you play with mem**********rgo aheadtry to f**k me overlets see you tryyou want to save a pennyill watch you spend a milliondont you tell me i was wrongm**********rill watch you drownin the luxury of documentsin the luxury of backtrackingthen ill be in the luxuryof wat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1061751/ no dont you touch meplease no, not thereyou promised mewhat happened to my prayer?Mommy, why dont you listeni told you the truthlook at this bruisingnow look at this noosei told you everythingi did, please i really didits the story i'll clingto, oh i beg, i bidnow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1061731/ Though I look to the skiesAnd see nothing but despiseRaining down upon my demiseI call, I sing, I riseYes, I will give death a surpriseI will push, pull snap her viseYes, I will make her think twicePerhaps I am not as calm, niceNo, I can show you I am bigger than mysizeI have hit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1061711/ Why do you sing these dire songsof all past wrongs?Why do you hum these saddened melodiesspeaking only of future felonies?I do not mean to disturb youno, neither perturb youBut please, look me in the eyedo tell me whyoh whyMy daughter have you sought her?T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1059800/ As i walkas i waiti see them danceon the pitteron the patterunder the streetlampswatch them waltzlet music consume your worldlet their lullaby swallow you wholegraze on their beautysway to their beatthey will singthey will dancethey will look you in the eyeand ask you to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1059203/ I promise i promiseshut the f**k upyou havent promised s**tdont you dare tell me you willwhen you know you f*****g wontbut really thats not what this is aboutno this is something so much morethis is you smiling a grinyeah something handsomethis is you convincing youre perfectyeah.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1058553/ call me hoecall me w***ego aheadmake me sorelet me fightlet me biteyes i knowits not rightbut do you careif it's fairbesideswe make a good pairlisteni don't mind the paini don't mind the gamesbut all i needis a pill to keep me saneand a good home for my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1058529/  Thehallway greets me, though the end does not glow with promise. Isprint toward the illusion of safety. Fight brings my arm out to theside to reach for a pale blue trench coat as I pass the gloriousrainbow of coats, hats and umbrellas. I slip it onto my body out offoreign habit and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1058100/ they're hereoh I fearall these Mirrorsscreamingsaying all these things I Cannotwhy are you doingthis, oh all this cooing i'm trying to Tellmyself it's not trueall these thing I doplease, i am clean. Lies. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1057942/ Look at melook me in the eyesplease, don't shift your gazewhat do you have to say? Tell me please, tell me, what are you hiding?I know it's there, it's hiding underyour lashesplease, oh please part your lips andlet me knowi reach for your face, touch myfingertips to your cheek.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1057925/ Sister?I have a sister? Ofcourse you do, Malicious replies, disgusted. “Fasten...”I repeat the foreign word, trying to wrap my lips around somethingthat should be so familiar-- the graveyard of a broken city. Yes,Fasten. Malicious rolls her eyes and spits red. Matthew.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1057672/ a quakea needan impulselet me screamgod let me gono, don't tellwaitstopno, waityou have so muchyou have it allplease, aleysha, breathelet it restyou don't need the painnonot nowlet is restdon't movedon't cutno, please singplease sing to the moonlet her know.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1057241/ not like my usual, but here's some slam poetry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1057183/   Theworld lights on fire once more. That'sall for now...” Reminisce retreats into the darkness. Doyou understand? Fight crawls out from the midnight floor like ademon escaping hell. Idon't. Some... Adoor creaks far off to my right, beyond the tripping Matthew. A.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1057144/ All I ask is for critique http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1056715/ i need a break from lovey-dovey. don't you? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1056131/ Another...Reminisce blurbs her voice a long, drawn out echo. Please,no more... I plea. I cannot take anymore. Youmust. You must understand... One more, love. Just one more. Mystomach does a perfect dive into my chest, flipping and spinning whenI fall through the shag. The past floo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1055941/ Floating aroundDestell seemed so boring. Like trying to explore and discoversomething you created. I flipped over and bobbed along on my back,head tilted back to see everything upside down. Maybe that would makethings a little more alluring. I inched toward the atmosphere, thepink sky gett.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1055904/ Think of this, Young OneOf the smiling sunOf the gentle moonAnd the warm cocoonOf this swirling worldOn which we've been hurledBut possiblyYes, maybePerhaps it is notNo, nothing but a potPerhaps a jarGlued to the pavement with tarMaybe the sun isall but a lookin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1055689/ Thebox squeals and rumbles as if steel nails are being dragged alongit's length. Eyeballs flood and peek from the top of the doorlike excited children begging to know who's here, who's here. Thereis a burst of noise, silence; deafening. A roar and a twister burstsfrom the cube that sudden.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1054643/ In the whitecloud I breathe out on a cold day.In the creaky floorboard to the left of my bed.Hiding behind my Mom’s freckles.In the way my shoelaces drag on wet pavement.Quivering in the tears that fall when pain cannot be contained.Shining in the ebony eyes of my ragged teddy .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1054546/ Let's surface the depth of poetry and lighten the day with a little humour (this was actually last years school project about the things I love.) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1054259/ Reminiscestrolls from somewhere deep within the dark, a silver box draggingbehind her of its own will. Her eyes roll about the blackness; acrossthe deliberate faces of the three evils before me. She glances up atme and smiles, a wave fluttering across her slim fingers. Iknow why you'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1054105/ These games weplayed made me sick, made me want to scream and tell someone, but Ikept my lips shut tight; ran around the backyard and filed itinstead. If there was anything I wanted more it was to live.So down the stairsI went, slowly, cautiously and with as much procrastination possible... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1054070/ The wheat stretchedwith tired arms to the purple sky: the promise of a storm. Jasek laylazily beside me, his hand entwined with mine. I stared up at theshuddering sky, watched the colors swirl restlessly. The cloudshustled together, scandalizing a plan. Blackness grew within,stretching li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1053880/ Sitting at the old,green, wood table I ate the cold Gile�"a big fish caught in thenarrow rivers of Hesta�"and swallowed. A sigh touched my lips and Ithought back to how things used to be with Di.He’d explain to mehow Hesta was a group of rivers and streams that .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AleyshaRosa/1053610/