http://slow.writerscafe.org/MrWhiskers The original writings of author Mr Whiskers en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776007158 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Oh, if this isn't lovedon't dare tell me yetIf this isn't lovethen love is not enoughLove should be just like thisJust like usIf this isn't lovedon't fill me inbecause I feel amazingI am glowingMy heart is skipping and my soul is pirouetting The sun is shining here with usAnd no one can touch it but.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/659441/ Ensconced in all things youCocooned by warmth, emotion, strengthI love that gentle heatThat makes my heart boil overit enlivens my smile, my lifeI love the passion roilingyour intensity that pushesit ties you all together, solidI love the force of youthat inner might which holdsfirm and in consonanc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/580168/ Not actually a rap, I read it like one and that's why I named it that...maybe it is a rap, who knows. Yo dj, I need a beat http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/560395/ I just want to lay down and be consumed. I just want to crawl under the blanket, under the table, under a rock. I want emptiness so I can fill it up with these unsorted connections, with these emotions that ache and stab, with the deluge of images I keep pushing back and back and back. I want to scr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/555282/ I hurt more in passing daysAs your vision staysA vision of love lostHappiness has its cost!But as the night seeks dawnSo I look for you on and onI cry, I love, I livein the sorrow, please forgive!Forgive me for livingI cry for all you've given!I miss you so muchAnd the warmth of your touchI almost f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/554986/ My heart was pounding out a codeand so my eyes were overflowedYou did not see my tears that fellor the fact I had no voice to yellA useless shout dribbled over my chinin the form of a whimper quiet and thinMy eyes that were red and blurry now distantA split second of thought and my head was vacantTi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/554331/ ...What to write when I don't know what to saySo many different words coming out the same wayI feel hurt and a bit shockedHollowed and yearning--my world is rockedI want to reach out, at the same time be strongWhether I seem weak or impervious, both are wrongI am vulnerable to yo ulike stone walls t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/554329/ Flaming infinity in my heartEmbers floating in atmospheric turmoilNot a chaos of angst but more of wonderOf which a poets eye would compose beautiful artistry....Conflagration consuming space but not destroyingSurrounding and amassing           .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/552104/ Keeping ones murderous thoughts to oneself...I want to strangle the phone until it bleeds,crack the casing and shatter electronics,chew the cords to mangled mush.I wish it were you my fingers are wrapped around.Tightening grasp, I think of your eyesbulging like the time you tried to chok.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/548320/ idk about the title, I did't really have one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/541107/ Off the cuff, turmoil, etc...as it always goes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/529051/ Sometime it makes me sickreading your old emails and notesI'm not sure which part is worse--feeling hurt that you would lie to meor that I believed the words ...even when I knew betterAfter a while, hearing the same things over and overwith a certain level of sincerity appearing in your eyesIt .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/529048/ Reaching out to pull in something greater--Hoping maybe my eyes can say morethan my inadequate voice--Wanting to press you closer to me-To feel every inch that I can firmly in a grasp    though I know I must let loose--Tight, hot pain ascends in mebut blurs and dissipa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/525845/ Sometimes days gone bywill haunt us like a phantom windthrough each new day;chasing our hair into our facesblinding us to what is forwardconvincing us to peek over our shouldershalf-believing we shall find something there.Sometimes days gone bywill lighten our heartswhen the new .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/498946/ If you have suggestions as for a name, I'm clueless at this point. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/477223/ You cant see me but I'm hereyou cant hear me because I'm silentYou cant touch me but I still feelyou cant hate me but I canYou can read me but you cant understandyou can reach out but cant quite reach meYou cant possibly know but you certainly can speculateyou can dance on my grave but.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/474930/ My words aren't fancy todayWhat would you want me to sayGot that feeling that reaches past doubtYou don't like to stay but are scared to get outDeep the grief that in my chest burrowsA hole that you stick your fingers inMock me and each tinge of sorrowNever let me repay my sinsThe wo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/474929/ Darkness hangs with folded wingsOnly thinking of past pained thingsNo wind to ruffle my soft hairWith nothing in my pocket but a stolen prayerIce in my lungs & I breathe deepNo reasons tonight to get much sleepOddly I look and can only seeThe things that no longer look to me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/474928/                                                  &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/472190/ All the pain didn't have to stayEverything in me has burned awayAll that's left is all my hateHow sad it is, this is my placeUnfortunately found my fateVoluntarily fall from graceNow I'm here, yet don't existSeek the beauty in Heaven's kissReach for the Father up aboveSeeking to to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/427410/ Simply the fortunes of a madman. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/396584/ Take a second, read it deeply in your heart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/394565/ I am not a songwriter, but I play one in my head some nights... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/391099/ ....There are some questions we never do ask. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/386196/ This is the sound of life passing byThis is the taste of knowing a lieThis is why seeing is never believingThe words you hear                Won't bring you nearThe feeling that hope is leaving http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/386182/ Your smiles are sugar-coated lies-How dare you look me in the eye?I know you better than thatYou know I do.You know I'm not perfectBut I wouldn't lie to you.I see you stumble, sometimes fallI've already been through it allI help you back to your feetAnd smile a lie so sweetYou're.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/384234/ Please catch me, I'm fallingMaybe I'm just dreamingAnd yet the impact hurtsNothing remains as it was seemingA blue abyss into which I dropIt seems as though it will never stopPlease hold me as I float awayBut maybe now I'm flyingDo you protect me or cage meScream .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/384232/ The world is getting smaller and smallerWalls are closing in that I didnt even know existedThere is always less and less space to breatheLess and less room to stretch my tired limbsShadows grow longer and deeperImpossibly stark darkness pooling upDoor after door of layers of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/384229/ A searching of sorts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/372213/ Reaching, seeking, needingNot knowing what you'll findFlooding, brooding, bleedingTaken aback by complex designSeeing, stirring, knowingWashed over and out of wackCalming, feeling, soothingRegain control, take yourself backUnify in high compliancewith what you already knowShy at .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/361221/ True story, as always http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/357820/ confusion of the light no true belief in sightgravity and fidelitysink with meas the earth floats onsucubus feedingseductive misleadingbut nonsensical patternspaint stupid random words that mean nothing to anyone but the twelve year old stifling giggles behind your sofa.Pay no .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/357084/ Feeling cynical, nostalgic and at least vaguely bitter...with a sense of *yay i won**confetti tears* Bleh. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/356749/ With my back to the sky I loomStaring down onto pieces of illusionStarry dreams can do nothing for meThe dark side of the moon has shown me his faceA leer I will not likely forget....I can only turn away from the countenanceLooking for nothing, yet I cannot stopSearchingAny sort of s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/350574/ A pondering upon the end of times http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/348245/ A flurry of thought races like dry leaves through my mind Leaving a chill deep in my bones. Icy uncertainty, frost creeping as a thief stroking silence into the air. Tangled questions give no confidence to seek out any answers and promise to lend only more shadow in already layered darkness. Forest .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/344840/ What an odd ache this isBuilding from the center of my chest into an awkward shapeIt pushes out, out and up and through and yet is still contained inside me, though the mass is swirling and rushing I am stillStill hereStill quietStill MARStill confused by all that is alluded to and never.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/336962/ Men are b*****s too, as I have found no evidence otherwise http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/334203/ He was bein a little b***h...what can I say? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/334198/ Seriously, dont give me that drippy s**t. F**k you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/334190/ Honesty is sometimes golden... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/334182/ Unconventional style/phrasing, true story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/305605/ I woke knowing I was not thereI had slept through an internal apocalypseNo one sees and so no one sharesAnd so no one comes to gripsThis revelation brings me down Wide open spaces loveto embrace me in their vastnessWeaving through clouds aboveCrying inside and yet unsadAnyth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/293958/ If the sun is shining              Go out and play under itIf the rain is drowning you              Then go sing and dance in itIf the wind is blowing you over&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/292780/ All the stuff you saw in meCouldn't ever really be Cuz back then I was pretendPrincess in a fairy's taleIt won't happily ever endNo we can't ever really be What we wanna beis it inside of meor are you fooling me againlie to me and let me outlets just promise to pretend&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/291117/ Love lies on the bed killing all my painRipping it to shreds but it's all in vainNo one cares but this one LoveNo one sees the markings ofThe past begins right nowI sure wish Love knew howTo heal To feel To be Holes open under meWrapping me up blissfullyCant move cant breath.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/291082/ Something out of reachIsn't that so clichéSomething inside of meBorn not to decayBut to liveIn me, through meNot for meHollow only insideIsn't it just too perfectDarker than the pressing nightYet glowing hereIn moonlightLuminescent without a purposeHow like we ar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/285559/  The acheIt burns slowly throughEtching a silhouette, youIn my heart, my soulMy energy is twistedlike wind chimes in a stormHow to untanglethin lines such as thisSo breakable...TensionEating at my nervesLicking open the wounds againCant keep my tongue in my headShut .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/281938/ There was once a child who loved apathyThis child met one obsessed with emotion.The emotional child taught this apathetic freak to love.That was why she left...Love is scary. Perhaps he should have started with happiness.Hate was hers to own, but she shared it.Funny thing is, she was the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/239609/ Everything is Q&A nowadays any way... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrWhiskers/234987/