http://slow.writerscafe.org/pinkrainx The original writings of author Piikapoka en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776016784 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 "Pitter Patter" is a poem I wrote for a friend. I am very found of him, and this is one way I decided to share my feelings towards him, through this poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkrainx/1406310/ the moment you smiledand looked into my eyeswas the moment I felland finally realizedyou stole my breathand you clouded my mindevery step that you tooktook me deep into timeyou then played with my heartand twisted my linesI fell for your liesI fell for them twice http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkrainx/755013/ I wrote this after my break up to this guy I was completely in love with. Its hard to get over someone you gave everything you had. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkrainx/755011/ thoughts... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkrainx/596605/ I stand inside a boxbecause this is who i amif i ever step outsidei might forget where i once stoodits hard to stay myselfinside this box of minewhen everyone outsidelooks so much more devinethis box is made of glassalowing me to see everything i passmaking it hard for me to beli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkrainx/454355/ Your my perfect dreammy little left wingyour the real thingyou make me laughyou widden my smileyour like my other halfand i love your old styleim never downwhen your aroundyour such a clownso please, please, dont leave this town   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkrainx/449774/ The weeping willow stands alone in peace she dreams, of things unknown her brilliant leaves dance softly by her side slightly dipping into the murky pond, the tips of her leaves wet as if she cried  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkrainx/449370/ It started with a tear I didn’t dare to cryThe tears begin to rainAnd slowly I drowned insideI walked around for days feeling only half aliveI smiled at my friends, making them believe a lieA lie I hoped, they’d relies was just a lieI was asha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkrainx/429289/ I cry in hellbegging for air crying for forgivnesspraying for deathi search for the light, but blind from the painflames burning every inch of memy aganized body slowly, painfully, slipping awaywhen will i breathe my last breath?it there no way out?or am i too weak to find the l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkrainx/428648/ This poem is about a little girl who got in a car accident with her father. She is in her fathers arms, looking up at him, but is to weak to speak. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkrainx/428103/ Theres rain in my hearti wish i could pull it apartbut the rain has no endwhen its too deep inside your skin   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkrainx/428085/