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Carver en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776207742 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 the destructionfamilies brokenhouses stolenhomes demolishedtowns destroyedthe families torn apart by winds and rainthe houses stolen by the cloudshomes demolished by sky trainsand all of this, destructionit is but one thing to sit and cry about your own problemsbut look around you.so many have nothi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/719237/ Blood spilling.Flesh decaying.Earth soaking.Plants growing.Humans breathing.Animals eating.Birds flying.All dying.That is simply how it goes.We are the process of something much more complex.The world does not revolve around humans and sex.Everyone being selfish, that's something everyone knows.We a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/704991/ If I had thought for the slightest second that you cared,I would've stayed. I wouldn't have left you standing alone in your foul darkness.I wouldn't have left you smirking at the back of my skull.I wouldn't have left you turning away from me.If for one short moment, if for once you showed compa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/704987/ Knock me down and let the beat build.I refuse to stand,Only for the moment.Surprised I’m this strong.Talk but with consequences.You won’t make it past day break,And I’ll sit here all night out of spite.I triumph over you, weakling.Worth nothing is what you are.Look in the mirror an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/645674/ Voices, quit singing.Start again because you’re off.Sing me to sleep and do it right.Sick failures. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/645672/ Vile inclinations in your persuasions but I am not that naive. You see, the knowledge, seed, planted here within the depths of my soul know your kind all to well and, still, I am not moved. And, sir, you may think that your smile clouds and mists my sight but, sir, I am.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/644031/ Iwish i had a little more progression in my confession with this sessionbut im stressin and my breath is coming quickly and my heart beatssickly and my tears run thickly cause it was all so lovely but myprogression in this session has got me stressin and there's no time forrestin... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/612210/ I guess I'll just lay here'til I fall asleepbut I know if you were hereall I'd need is your heartbeat.I guess I'll just stand herestaring at your smilewhile you lean on your rakebeside the leaves in a pile.I guess I'll just sit herewith your hand firmly in minebecause it always makes me feellike eve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/564404/ The definitions are different.Your eyes see black and white,but I view one race.One world.The equality is off center.They lie when they say "all are equal".Better off headbutting a bullet.That's more truth than you'll ever know.Our nation is ONE under God,but we are separated a world from our neighb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/564400/ My heart spills out by the buckets.And your eyes cry a thousand tears.Embrace me,as we feel each others pain.What we're going through is hurtful.I ripped your heart from your chest.You bled out standing before me.No surprise.I never cared.What you're going through is hurtful.You took the knife.Twist.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/541862/ I am destruction wrapped in a cloud of sorrow.All I seem to accomplish is pain and anguish.I produce daily.Here,have some.I spread the negative and I extinguish the positive.My clowns are sad,and my bunnies have fangs.Enjoy them.I'll give you the rain.I feed off the weak.Give me your soul.I'll make .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/540140/ I'll be your muse,your lady,your lover.I'll do what you please.I'll leave or I'll hover.I'll be your background,or your shining star.I'll be your pet,where ever we are.I'll be your perfection.Your star on a stormy night.I'll be your stow away.I'll leave and take flight.I'll leave or I'll go.Whatever.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/539237/ let them flow, like the leaves on the water of the winter stream.set them free,like the seagulls of the summer ocean.breathe them in,for they are your last remaining breath.share them,for they are the smiles upon the child's face.do what you will.the words you speak make the difference. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/534120/ Nothing I say is ever deep enough for the way I feel about you.You leave me truly breathless.You're gorgeous in everything you do.You make me smile like the sunshine never can and,I'm so in love with you.The blue birds in the snow covered trees do not fill me with the happinessthat you do... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/534118/ Her smile lights the mirror.Happiness shines through,her soul,glistens.Eyes so bright,crystal blue.Shy away. Her beauty,breathtaking.Love's unconditionally.Slight kiss on a blushed cheek.She loves herself.Set her free. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/534114/ She sees her reflection in the frosted glass.The girl looking back shows her insecurities.She bites her lip self consciously and turns away.Her hair is full of her thought,reflecting on her emotions.The girl catches her attention and she looks up.Bloody lips show her nervousness,chewed to the meat.S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/534112/ No peace withini'm strugglingthese wallsmy prisonyou sitwhy won't you help me?"Help me!"please, dear God,help me.do something i'm ripping apart insidesay somethingi need voiceyou starewhy won't you help me?"Help m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/446839/ I lost one of my very best friends. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/436748/ This one was inspired by one of my very best friends, Cayla Thornton. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/436039/ This is a haiku, but, for me, it does have some meaning. See if it means something to you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/436038/ There was in fact a spider in my room the other night and that's when I wrote this poem. I'd like to say I played on the emotion of fear, but there might have been a few that I didn't even know was there. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/435820/ I've always wanted to write a poem about a rose. I did and I'm actually keen to it. "as if i were a dead rose, please pass me by..." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/435814/ A woman is feeling the pressures to not go insane. She thinks she's successful in her mind, but the individuals around her think not. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/435813/ Hmmm. I was on a vampire rant for awhile. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/344080/ Ha. Vampire rant. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/344067/ A relationship before he is bitten turns into one under the struggle of decision. Vampire rant. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/344062/ What she wants is what she knows she cant have. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/335666/ Does she think she will get him if he knows he thinks about her? So old. I can't believe I wrote this. Very immature. Though you should still read, if you'd like. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/335653/ Hmmm. I remember this. I wrote this for my the anniversary of my grandmother's passing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/305462/ The lady lets her lover know just how much she loves him. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/305457/ What an abusive relationship. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/305452/ One who is broken on the inside. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/305451/ A tale of unreachable love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/305450/ Hmm. For my Grandmother. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/305448/ When they feel the joy of killing you, yes, that's when it hurts the most. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/301869/ They leave you with nothing. They take it all when they go. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/301863/ A teenager who feels that there's no way out of her broken-hearted sorrow that these horrid people make her feel. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/299740/ Ah, yes, the forgotten love. The love never noticed. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/272002/ "We stand here, together, in the rain..." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/271993/ Hmm. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/271170/ Haha. True love in the morning is the sweetest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/271162/ "...but you take it in, like Charybdis at sea, so now you understand, how wonderful it can be" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/271160/ One of many of the forgotten loves. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/271159/ Girl meets boy, they fall in love, relationship turns to an unbearable pain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/232238/ Love you can't have but you don't want to share. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/232236/ Everyone should relate. We've all had this happen. Not being able to be with someone because of something in the way. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/232227/ Hmm. "the wind blows, so softly, across my face..." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/231580/ When someone says something in their most serious of ways you should always listen. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/231569/ She failed but she's still in love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/230977/ It makes me smile. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pagedown/230043/