http://slow.writerscafe.org/Deidara The original writings of author Deidara en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776102867 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I saw her first in room 2-B.There she sat inside room 2-B.Two rows ahead in room 2-B.The only one that I could see. I watched her from afar in room 2-B.She often smiled at me in room 2-B.She laughed a lot in room 2-B.But did she ever notice me? She w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/2103646/ Soft breeze, gentle sunMelodic music, summer starsBubble, bubble Coarse grass, rough barkLoud laughter, children chillingBubble, bubble Movie theatres, buttery popcornDim lights, tender pecksBubble, bubble Absolute night, deep moonSi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/2100087/ The deepest thoughts on my feelings for her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/2099148/ Dedicated to a friend. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/2095177/ Something I had an idea for about a year ago and finished today. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/2095176/ My fierce ax strokes paint the campus bloodred.Red on the walls, Red in the halls, Red on my face-Basquiat was here- covers the world. I can't stop my beautifulart, canvassing the boring blue sky, my easel, with the sublimity of a Pollock. Their screams ofagony, my definition of ecstasy. Despai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1733907/ I took a trip last week to go visit you, but the bus broke down.I wrote letters festooned with gold wreaths onthe wings of doves,there was no reply.I counted the seconds since your departureuntil time stopped dead in its tracks like a deer in the headlights. Remember the dead baby jok.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1413393/ If I had the money, I'd buy a gun and blow my brains out.If I wasn't afraid of immense pain upon landing, I'd climb the highest building and throw myself off.If I wasn't afraid of the cold, steel pain, I'd take my pocket knife and cut my wrists.If I wasn't afraid of water, I'd drown myself.If I wasn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1398257/ A rose emerges from the frost,while the snow covered grass waves slightly.The chilly river floods over its banks andlife rushes to usher in the new dawn.Deep blue mountains stand at attention on the horizon.A cold wind sweeps through the green plains from the west,and a luminous sun rises from the e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1397353/ The Time Traveler He sits cold, hungry, and alone in his tiny apartment room staring vacantly out the frost coated window. A rose withers away in one corner of the room. Patches of mold grow rampantly in the walls. A thick layer of dust covers everything. The only source of light is a small candle i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1344358/ Adrift among the ocean blueAfloat the gentle turquoise seaAwash the water filled with brineHe's quickly running out of timeGazing at the somber skyHe hears the seagulls piercing cryWishing he had wings to flyLaying his head back he gives a sighThe wind begins to pick up speedThe waters churn a froth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1302449/ There is something wrong with meSomething only I can seeSomething buried deep insideSomething I will always hideIt may not make much sense to youbut it always leaves me feeling bluebluer than the bluest hueSomething that I did to youAnd no prescription does existto free my mind from this dark mistAn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1224582/ The one who gets me through my daykeeps my darkest thoughts at bayThe goddess that always treats me fairthe moon that's always thereThe stars that brighten up my darkest nightsThe wind that carries me on soothing flightsThe ground that goes on unchangingThe one who never does the bla.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1223267/ My lonely days I face aloneAll by myself I'm on my ownConfined in the confines of my headsometimes I think I'm better deadHe picks apart my skin at nightI've given up, no will to fightWhen morning comes he goes to sleepgone from view and burrowed deepMoving quickly from behindhe tears apart my weake.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1209423/ I Suffer daily for my sinendless torments now beginaccursed pain and retributionwould they bring me absolution?What can free me from this guilt?Look at all the blood I spiltPouring from your open heartlasting bonds I've torn apartWhat can make me whole again?Your blood drips from my fountain penCoul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1209405/ How do you fix a broken heart?A heart destroyed and torn apart.A heart with nothing left inside.A heart that has already died.If I said sorry would it heal?Could any word make it real?Or is it useless, all in vain.To even try and fix the pain.Either way, I'm in a bind.Already trapped within my mind... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1209348/ Can you see the tear as it fallscan you hear the past as it callsWould you try to turn back time?Fix the wrongs erase the crimeDesperately I try to findthe words to empty out my mindto lay my conscious down to restto ease this aching in my chestWhere does the truth go when you lie?Does it grow wings.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1209339/ I traded in my bike last yearfor a ticket on this train.All aboard, no time to fearThe lonely nights of pain.There are no brakes aboard this trainnor any other passengers.Doomed until the day I dieto speed through life, passing all else byThe conductor turns and reveals his faceand extends a fleshle.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1207389/ A sort of poetry riddle http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1168298/ My life goes flashing byAm I about to die?this is the end I thinkno second left to blinkHow did I get here I wonderwas it because of my own blunder?my thoughts refuse to take shapethis life, I shall finally escapeNo longer shall I have to hidethe bullies laughing as I criedthe teachers feigning love.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1168237/ I've never met youbut that doesn't matterour friendship still grewour hearts, they did scatterfeelings that once were dormantnow arise anew, afreshmy heart now turns informantas life courses through my fleshI spread my wings without a carefly higher than ever, propelled by your presencesoaring highe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1167760/ As I gaze into the mirrorwho am I becomes much clearerlies reflected back at methis is what I truly seeAs I look upon a pondthe realization finally dawnedwho am I has been revealed truth no longer lies concealedAll my life I tried to hidecovering my broken prideyears gone by and now afreshmirro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1164036/ Her lover's hand did she holdfading pulse and body coldAnd on that night it was toldDeath would come twofoldHeart in pieces did she mournlong black dress she did adornHer lover's life she wished rebornon blood bound oath it was swornTo be reunited was her hopefor without him she could not copeand to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1162334/ Dry Autumnal leaves they fallBrittle pieces scatter roundDeeply rooted in beliefsHold firm like Castle Rock of oldBiting hibernal winds they howlpowdered snow sleeps on frozen groundDeeply rooted in thoughtsDelve deep as the Loch of NessGreen vernal plants they growvibrant life spreading wideDeeply .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1161812/ Thank you Becca for the inspiration. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1158182/ with a special ending I added as I typed this up (the original was on my old phone). http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1158048/ When he opened the door he screamed in horror. He saw his parents hands dripping in blood. "Ahhh!" he screamed. "Oh hi son" said his father. "What's with the horrific expression on your face". "Your hand is covered in blood". "Oh that is just some paint, I was planning on painting your action figure.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1158037/ "Timmy, put your toys away and come down for dinner." "Yes mother" said timmy. However Timmy continued to play with his old battered action figure elemental hero Light Sword. (Hurrying footsteps approaching)" I thought I told you to clean up your messy room and come down for dinner". "Coming mother!.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1158027/ Ok, for starters I wrote this 5 years ago when I was 14. There is a lot of spelling and grammar mistakes I chose not to fix because I want to upload it as I wrote it then. I wrote it on my blackberry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1158015/ We see what we want to see believe what we want to believepretend that everything is alrightand that the morning will come after nightWhat foolish creatures are weforgetful of suffering, living carefreechoosing to believe in silly lieswe ignore the children's criesWe'd rather turn on one anothe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1157948/ Dear CrazyChixoPromise me when I'm goneYou'll always keep your head upand spread your wings like a swanYou possess a voice many would die forand with your wings you do soarI cannot forget your face, no not in a thousand yearsAnd promise me I'll never see your tearsFor if any man, beast, or othe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1157084/ Who can save me from myself?My heart grows cold upon the shelfTear away these ugly liesThe crows they pick apart my eyesClose the door and shut it tightcloathed in darkness on this nightcircle round me come the fliesThe crows they pick apart my eyesDrowning in a pool of hateno hope now this is my fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1154192/ Eerie sounds throughout the nightdarkness falls there is no lightscary ghouls they bring the frightstruggle vainly as you mightTerror strikes me am I dreaminghidden eyes now are they gleamingmy tears fall now are they streamingthis deadly night now has me screamingSetting sun the darkness falls.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1153134/ Frolicking among the rolling sea of green they playtheir sharp laughter breaking the sleepy silencethe wind gently caresses their honeyed hairand the sun lazily smiles upon their pale faces.Slowly they dance to the rising moons approach. Their gaze fastened on the icy blue rock shinning&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1153131/ 1 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1153124/ Dare I contrast thee to a lotus bloom?Thou rosy cheeks far outshine its plain dyeYour chocolate hair festooned with red plumeflows freely in soft gentle wind and skyYour gentle spirit soothes turbulent seasCalmly you guide troubled hearts toward peaceYour playful voice carried by the swift breezeYou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1153111/ If you were an answerand I were a questionI'd let you ponder meI'd be the only thing on your mindIf you were a penand I were a paperI'd let you pour your thoughts on meI'd be the only thing you confide inIf you were a starand I were a planeI'd take you anywhereYou'd be my only passengerIf you were a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1153110/ With Wisdom and beautyshe fulfills her dutyOh! Goddess Athena she beCommander of skies distorter of liesShe is like Zeus, you seeborn of the sunoh! musical oneyou are like Apollo, so freedaughter of moon your heart does it croonArtemis you are, I  decreethe rivers run redblood of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1153107/ Standing still upon the rocklone warrior with eyes of hawkAll fear him and run in shockfor he hath killed a million flockHis bloody sword oh does it drip?His heart a beat oh does it skip?His hands hold tight oh do they grip?As blood runs down his reddish lipAnd in his right hand holds his swordand i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1150644/ With heart of gold she fights for lovenot with a gun but like a dovewho carries peace in skies aboveshe gathers all just like a drovelover of nature does she bewith love for all and sympathyand does she ask a simple plealove thy neighboor as you do meA gentle being is she pure?and she dost know the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1150628/ Arise oh warrior of deep blue coldwith frozen smile and deathly holdfor now your story shall be toldthe warrior princess ever boldAs belfry bells do they ringOh Canada! her voice does singher icy stare doth have a stingdeath and destruction does she bringMighty hunter is she not?oh beaver, bison hat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1150426/ Her hair it glows just like the sun smells warm and fresh like a bun from gold silk threads it was spun for me she is the only oneHer smile electrifies the sky it shows itself, it is not shy it draws me hither and nigh I cannot say goodbye Her lips like cherries do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1150235/ Madness, sadness, true delusionentomb me in my own illusionfilled with emptyness insideNow there's nowhere left to hidelost in darkness all the timedeep depths filled with murky grimefilled with nothingness insideNow there's nowhere left to hidenothing left to save you nowthe curtain falls so take a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1149932/ This was how I felt after my first love left me and I became cynical about love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1088781/ True story of love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1088778/ Poem about death http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Deidara/1088772/