http://slow.writerscafe.org/SilverMoon The original writings of author Silver_Moon en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776010922 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I never knew life would be so damn hard.  Making decisions for yourself was not actually the hardest part for me before... but right now?  Geez!  I couldn't even make up my mind if I should wake up or not...I knew that as complicated as a person can be, I would like to make things.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/685937/ still under the impression of formulating the title... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/685936/ Something's amissI just don't know what it is.Something's wrongDon't want to feel this for too long.Looking at thoseLovers walk pass and poseHolding hands, laughing loudHugging each other proud.Watching old friendsActing silly till the endNever tired of talking Smiling, laughing.Something's amissCan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/681833/ ... envious of love... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/675274/  The Message 2nd Scene: The Fall of Loki            Setting: Russland, a cottage in the woods, 100 feet from the village(Footsteps, rustling of dried leaves and heavy breathing can be heard clearly as the camera shoots everyw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/337756/ This is for Ravenskald.. please do check it out, R. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/337676/ This is for the group Abnormal People... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/337132/ This poem is for someone whom I have not yet metSomeone which my imagination formed in my head.This piece is for somebody whom I hope it will beThe one who will truly accept and love me.A love poem or a sonnet for nobody in particularWhom I hope to meet in the future not far.A hopel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/331863/ I sit still and feel the warmthMy body is emitting and I know what I want.Asking myself if this will be okayWhile in my bed, I quietly lay. Sensing my needs that should be filledI call you over the phone and ask you to leaveYour house... tonight... so we can beTogether doing thi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/331372/ just some thoughts during the night... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/330602/ Sitting by myself...Thinking with folding arms...Trying not to cry...But...I can't stop my tears from falling...Hate...That I can do nothing...I can't give a helping hand...See...They are suffering...They are crying for help...The young children...The .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/329763/   Sleepy Hollow Ye Sleepy Hollow,A far away and mysterious land'Ere people followThe story of the Headless Horseman. Ye Sleepy Hollow,O! The most daunting place!Celebrating the Eve of HallowsPartying at the grave.  Thee Headless H.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/328587/ Based on the stories relayed to us by the villagers when we went mountain climbing last April. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/327422/ The day I tried to live,It almost killed me and it didTried to help and giveService to them which they received.  The day I tried to live,It made me stopped and made me thinkThings I have and I didAsked myself if all were worth it. Living the life I wantI smile.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/327406/ My first Cinquain poetry and my fourth seasonal poem.. More to come..Hahahah!! :D http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/327400/ My third seasonal poem. :D http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/327395/ Inspired by my favorite childhood and adolescent superheroes: The Justice League (or rather the SuperFriends) and the X-Men. :D http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/326741/ The poem before I wrote Autumn http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/326143/ ObservingFrom afarRunning, walkingTalking, discussingBold body languageSilent wishesQuiet momentsHolding handsKissingEmbracingEverybodyAnyonePeople... they love...... they hate...... they forgive...suppressed feelings and memories...yes...but never forget... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/326142/ one of my earliest poetries along with The Lost Soul (1st scene) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/326141/ I write poetry like a kidWords too simple, stories too naive I write poetry like a childHence, innocence can be seen in every mile I write poetry like a seven year oldJust writing the ones which they have been told I write poetry like a kidBut I make sure all I do .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/326133/ Midnight and still I am wide awakeNo lights and sound can be seen or heardThe cold breeze from the fan touches my skinAs I continue on writing this nonsense poem My head begins to hurt and my vision spinningBecause of sleep is trying to have a grip on meNever do I dare to go to be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/325943/ The second seasonal poem right after Spring Blossom... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/325928/ Selene, my muse, my goddessI do solemnly bow to youLove like yours is trueVicious are you not unlike other goddessesEver sweet and gentle to your lover, EndymnionRemarkable are you not in many ways than one Moon goddess, please tell meOh, how can I be someone like thee?On your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/325877/ A story of four different people in different walks of life. They talk about who people think they are, their struggles, their dreams and most of all who they really are. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/325025/ Several months did I wasteJust to ease the hurt and the painNeither food nor song could mend my broken heart Love is overrated, that's what I could sayPeople could only love you for a short timeTo bring affliction to our lives But... I am still looking for loveA .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/322676/ Feeling depressedFeeling disappointedThought they would be supportive to herBut all she heard were not encouraging wordsShe knew what would happenIf she asked money from other peopleShe would have to pay for itShe also knew that it would be hardWho said it wouldn't?She knew they we.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/321781/ My world suddenly stoppedThe time you said goodbye.I isolated my self from the worldIn my sleep, I had no one to hold. Not long after the heartbreakI still see myself going backTo the same place where painThat had me struck. I just wish that I could move onSo I coul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/318725/ It's been days...or weeks...even months...... every second...... every hour...Feel frustratedFeel impatientWhen will this happen?When will it come true?I have been waiting for a long timefor your love... for you... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/318721/ A young girlLonely... cold...Lost her beloved mother... during the war...Did not know where her father and brother were...Sitting... lonely... cold...Tears trickling down her soft, cold cheeksDid not know what to do...Only a girl of ten years...... and life already gave her a dea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/318720/ my first attempt to write an erotica. :D http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/313714/ A collection of songs/lyrics written by me! :D http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/313160/ my another attempt to write a song.. hehehe!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/312741/ I call thee name and thou come to me... feel the warmth of the blood that gushes through me... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/312350/ a person yearning for someone... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/312342/ silent voices that we neither listen to or hear about. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/311957/ Comfort.Safe.Security.Shelter.Words we utterWhen we are in our crib. Crib.Home.House.Shelter.Words that we mutterWhen we need to find security. But for us individualsWhere is it really?Where do you find shelter and comfort?Home and security? Some .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/311569/ There's a voice inside meThat wants to speak for a long timeI think it needs to be freeSo its purpose in life will shine I never knew I have it in meUntil the day it doesn't want to lingerI never thought, like this, it would beBecause, now I know, I am a dweller You kne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/311565/ Who am I?I am a very caring personThat I even forget about myselfWhat I want, what I wishAnd what other things that would make me happy.Who am I?I am just a lonely personSetting apart from this worldHaving a few circle of friendsAnd mostly thinks about other people.Who am I?I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/309854/ another wishful thinking... my second entry for the Acrostic Contest... :D http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/309413/ Do you agree that sometimesAll we could think about areNonsense things? I do... I do sometimes thinkThese kinds of thingsLike now... I am thinking of a gummy bearWalking right up to meSwaying its hipsAs if to seduce meWith its adorable featureAnd sweet ta.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/309395/ something nonsense to write during work. :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/308957/      You may have heard about the story of the Frog Prince, huh? Well, that was my cousin. He was very fortunate to found somebody like that young princess. Sigh... Well, me.. This is what I end up... A Frog Princess... How did I end up like this? I'll tell you why. &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/307338/ you can see and hear this story in everyday life... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/306820/ In this householdShowing emotionsIs forbiddenIf you cryYou are weakIf you are angryYou cannot answer backYou cannot give your own opinionYour own reasonsWhat you are thinking  In this householdCriticism is not constructiveThey always want to proveThat you are .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/305133/ An ode to my father... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/305131/ My name is SophieI'm only seven years oldBut I haven't been like meSince the day of that hold It was my birthdayMy mother spent money in itIt was my birthdayWhen her male friend, I meet Mom left me with himTo go and buy some things from the storeI was sitting at the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/304402/ HappinessJoyfulJovialLuckyEuphoricCalmnessSadnessDepressionAngerMadness... See how these emotions change?They are just wordsYet they have affect us greatly. Wonder a true person like this?You may sayHe should be locked in the institution. Ever ask.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/303854/ The world seemed to come to an endMany people lying deadIn the eyes of an innocent childFrom these horrific scene, she wish she could hide.A child of seven, that's how old she wasYet blood stained her own hands.Mama was on her lapPapa, she hoped, was taking a nap.Yet blood stains she.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/303852/ You and meLike the ocean and the seaWater vaporize towards the sky     To make rain, right on time...  You and meLike the seeds and the treesBirds eat the fruits     Dropping on the ground, the seeds...  You and me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverMoon/303832/