http://slow.writerscafe.org/Dixit The original writings of author Viktor en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776075478 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This is a poem about happinessJust becauseThis is a poem about happinessBecause they are rareBecause I manage to feel happyWhen logic tells me noWhen me senses tell me I should cryThis is a poem about happinessBecause I choose to http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dixit/429775/ I set our to hurt myselfJust to feel somethingI run the riskOf getting scarredJust to feel the thrillThe thrill of feeling wantedThe thrill of lovers passedThe thrill of that familiar feelingBut in the endI know that I will feel wantedOnce againFor real http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dixit/429774/ I had totally forgotten about this poem. Oh, how I miss my goth-y, rhyme-y years. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dixit/402516/ Peter always thought he was perfectly normalHe paid his bills and his letter were formal He was in search for a girly girl That potentially would make his heart and feelings swirl Though one day something wasn’t as usual He’d gone through a change that was very crucial He wok.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dixit/402515/ I used to stand for somethingI used to have a viewI used to feel happyI used to feel blueI used to express myselfI used to be dumbI used to rhymeBut now I am numb-You used to love meYou used to careYou used to embrace meYou used to be fairYou used to kiss meYou used t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dixit/402513/ One day when he came home from schoolHe looked in the mirror as he always didHe wanted to see how beautiful he wasBut to his astonishment, what he saw was a child The child was crying and staring backHe became scared and intended to runBut the child and his stare kept him root.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dixit/402511/ People walked by as she lay on the pavement With pretentious pity and imaginary wonderment Although they pretended to really feel sorry No one did anything, they just didn’t worry Or even ask themselves what’d taken place Why a young girl lay there with bruises in her face Th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dixit/400226/ Someone solemnly sworeTo tell the truthNever ever would theyTell a lieNever would they voluntarilySay an untrue wordYou know – Because it’s naughtyAnd yet somehowThey always manageTo hurt youNot only by physicalAnd mental tormentBut by keeping things from meYou .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dixit/400224/ Five times you hurt meFive times you liedFive times you yelled at meAnd five times I criedOne time I told youThrough sobbing and through cryingThat I’d had enoughAnd even though I was lyingOne time was all it tookOne pull at the triggerAnd one final lookAnd those five.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dixit/400221/ The first poem I ever tried to write http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dixit/399880/ About the vapid mind of a teenager http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dixit/399878/ A short story I wrote in English a few years back when we were studying the horror romanticism. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dixit/399876/