http://slow.writerscafe.org/KaosChaos The original writings of author Lupus Kaos en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775994120 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 it's been some days now that I feel like I'm fading away and despair becomes my only reality. so I thought of transferring my thoughts through a poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/2960863/ for some days now I feel like sorrow is becoming an actual person, so...I wanted to talk to them http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/2960861/ A poem about the feelings I got after I've been deeply in sadness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/2027263/ hallucinating is both fun and horrifying. hopefully won't become deadly http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1773801/ a burning desire, to burn myself,the thorny rose's body torn,causing it to rot after its death.while a rotten borned scentspreads speedily around the air,I use my memories of you to start a fire.Slowly changing, as the voices tell me,you've never been what I think,as peole show me, I've never been,w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1773797/ I see your eyes filled with tears,and all I can do, I will do,letting my fingers over these letters flow,to write you a poem, to keep you strong.Your eyes have been,my smile and warm heart,thus when filled with despair,I'm quickly torn apart.I know when you feel pain,when your strengh is almost gone.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1773757/ am I the one in fault? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1466850/ sometimes I find you to be my mind's wall http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1466842/ trying hard to rebuild hope from the ashes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1466828/ Why do I have to always forget your beauty? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1466824/ something I personally loved http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1464744/ Our words sometimes hide secret meanings inside them. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1464619/ Beauty can be found both in happiness and despair http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1464571/ a poem about how sad thoughts change my everyday life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1291567/ A poem about how sometimes "snow" is better than "rain". 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You were in my mindand I wouldn't mindabout that, if it wasn't for the pain.The pain of seeing you beingunable to stand on your feetand myself to leave you behindand in front of your pain to fleet.And I was sick of myself for that.The.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1128331/ I tasted, your lipsand I saw, that whatI was hearing from youwas reality. And it tastesas the colors of the starsmust taste. 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I am too.I love thy essenceI love your presence.I am in love with you,my love is trueI love your powerto become, like a tower,Shelter for my dreamsto keep them from fallingand when my life you are callingI answer, humble and sometimesafraid, but you alwaysshow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1126855/ why? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1126440/ for those who know just too much http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1126438/ I'd rather die than be a slave http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1126437/ a game of poetry with five words in every line http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1125260/ this is not a sad poem, but an effort I made to make the words sound as if they were stream http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1125171/ I remember the timesI saw your eyesclosely, while kissingyour lips, now missingtheir sweet as honey tastebut keeping the image of your face.I remember that day,I refer it when I pray,to come again, the daywhen I saw you on my wayto the park for the first time.And I feel alive.There are many imagesin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1124773/ One day I'm gonna break these walls holding me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1124552/ I'm still a fighter, a warrior http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1124545/ for a really important person http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KaosChaos/1124064/     What was that season again? 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