http://slow.writerscafe.org/Malamox The original writings of author Meowllory en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776038582 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I've experienced love that ignites my soul as quick as fire;but is this a blessing granted to the fortunate, but once? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/1228999/ While I pined alone,You sought solace in another;not just her body,but her heart http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/1228996/ Maybe this pain I am feelingis just the effect of seeing my idol,high upon his pedestal,as a personinstead of a dream. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/1228995/ Why do I striveto change the rhythm of my heartto match a man's;a man who doesn't even see me? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/1217346/ With every attractive face,I imagine our whole existence together,I invent feelings for flat characters;staged story-linesthat end abruptlyas I realizeyou're not real. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/1217343/ When I loved,and was loved in return,I was at my fullest. Why now, in my emptiness,am I so hungry?Why is love the fullest part of my life? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/1216830/ Being sturdy and strong,like the oak,is a laborous task. It is much easierto let yourselfbe consumed by the fire. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/1216824/ If our love was so strong,Why, then, so quickly,did you begin swimmingin another’s heart?How can you flourish in her’s,When you are still drippingwith mine? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/1216803/ Ode to the wandering birdA girl yearning for him to returnBut the world he must roamUntil he can finally make homeThe Wandering Bird and his Girl http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/1191814/ Change is coming, creeping and crawling all over the skin groping with hooked fingers, invading the bodycontaminating the blood, swarming the organsseeping into the mind, tweaking, playing, lookingeating on the thoughts, drinking the dreamschange is here, changing the individual. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/1191813/ A short illustrative essay I wrote for class about my cat. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/1191808/ You know when you have these feelings and you can not find the words to even begin to express them? That is how I feel every moment, every second that I am not professing my love for you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/1191794/ Silence is only comforting when I am with you.All other times silence singes my skin with its cruel song,rubbing my flesh raw with wistful thoughts.My ears ringing, a longing to be in your dampening arms,your silence. Our silences intertwined so beautifully once,do you remember? Remember when o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/1176965/ The essence of life. The affect optimism had on one youth. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/840514/ -Written in my youth about power struggles within a relationship. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/437240/ Written in my youth. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/436015/ The perfect place to be. Written in my youth. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/436012/ The beauty of Mother Nature. Written in my youth. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/436008/ A whimsical poem about a different world. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/436006/ A poem directed to a guy who rejects you. Written about my first rejection. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/436005/ A boy who is brought up in an abusive home finds a very interesting doll... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Malamox/436004/