http://slow.writerscafe.org/oliviabush The original writings of author oliviabush en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776036148 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Love can not be deniedNo matter where we choose to hideOur hearts have come to crave this needLike water to a growing seedOur dreams to desires turnLike candles, they glow and burnA love like yours is hard to findA thought so constant to my mindI find it hard to express my loveTo a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/oliviabush/249373/ As the tide rolls out I am swept away with itThe crashing and tumbling waves slowly tear away at my soulLeaving only the tiniest bits for the fish to devourAs I drift further out the sea becomes calmer and more sereneThe deep blue hues from these still waters softens my hardened heartThat .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/oliviabush/249370/ not exactly normal http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/oliviabush/249368/ There is a friend of mineWho thinks that she is a mimeShe will walk around like she is in a boxWearing pink and purple socksShe is an odd sort of friendTrue and silent to the endYou can tell her a secretAnd she will never repeat itFor who has the timeTo stand and watch the story of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/oliviabush/249367/ He beckons me, and I goThe reason for this journey I do not knowHe says that I will understand when we arriveBut how does he know that I will survive?He knows that once you broke my heartAnd now he wants to fix that partHe knows he stands a very small chanceOf ever breaking me from you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/oliviabush/249364/ Darkness falls as night arrivesThe end of a life will soon arriveNo one can see his faceWherever he goes he is out of placeCan we find him before he goes?He’s needed by many far more than he knowsIs he a savior or is he a god?Can he be more than anyone thought?He thinks his lif.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/oliviabush/249363/ I scared my sophmore english teacher with this one... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/oliviabush/249263/ My nights are lonely without you to holdMy bed, body, and heart are growing coldYou left giving me no reasons whyJust as the seasons go byNo other love shall I knowNo other love seems to growYou caused my heart to grieve in painHoping you'd come back in vainNo sign of hope was shown.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/oliviabush/249257/ This is the only poem that i have ever had published... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/oliviabush/249252/