http://slow.writerscafe.org/zmadison The original writings of author ZmH en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775990580 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It seems like ages since I've loved youBut never will I forget you Always will I know youIn death you'll live in my thoughts and in the depths of my heartI've written words about you before, but never had I imagined your story would be so short My hand hits the page and I feel no more th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/2820964/ I don't know how to feelThe world gave me happiness and clarityOnly for your rain cloud to once again drown meYour uncertainty, your selfishnessHave I always been blinded? Are you the rainstorm that my windshield wipers can't erase? Are you sleet on my normal sunny day? I'm crashing, o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/2806954/ There comes a time when all we can do is questionYes and no becomes more elaborate And the line between black and white fadesIt envelopes in upon itself almost shatteringRight and wrong are no moreOr is it not black and white, but yet heart and mind?Your pulse quickens but yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/2108929/ Months passed faster than seconds Yet somehow time stood stillJust barely 17, and your laugh entranced meIf only I had known , the darkness that held strong in the deep of your voiceOr is darkness just sadness? Tears that leave mascara stains on the heart, but never leave the eyesThe hea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1924944/ I always felt love was something that overwhelms you.Rainbows and sunshine, flipped stomachs and butterflies. but boy was I wrong, or was I?I felt as though it trapped me, consumed me whole for years.In fact, it was just a trap. with a sly smile and melodic laugh, I was entrancedhis eyes s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1897178/ hues of orange, yellow, rederupting from the sun, dancing in the windcold, crisp air lit on firethe blue drained from the skythe green fades from the trees, the grass followsdeath ravishes the earthfire fills our lungsbut mother nature...she lives on http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1897166/ the blue of your eyes, disguised by sunshinesun kissed skin and misguided dreams wisps of gold dancing in the wind like tumble weedssummertime fantasiestaken from meI feel your smile in my soulyour laugh rings in my ears it sings louder than the beat of your heartfaintly there, but it feel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1881992/ a poem based upon my nightmares following a car accident http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1838545/ i write with love, i write with careletters carried by doves from here to therea wisper in my ear not worrybut worrying is what we dosmiles attached to pens letters sealed with tears, not of sadness but of hope, happiness, and loveseals broken by sunshinechase the loneliness awayi race to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1838540/ its hard to describe words in wordsthe way they feel and live and kill the power... the tonethe way that written words develop a tone that may not even be there the perception... the persuasion what does it all really mean?who are you to me? trust is vague in an age of written wo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1808209/ My dreams..... so realI see you, feel youyou haunt me in every waytrapped in my own mindcold sweats and lost timeI dream of wakingbut its all just a dream my mind filled with scribbles, lines, and dots that don't connect to anythingDreams so real, which life am I living?Am I living at all?creat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1674555/ Pen hits paper and my mind wandersI write to you about everythingI share my life in different waysI fell weak...but the letters still cameyou thought I was gonebut here I am againYou're far away but close to my heartstamped there from the start http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1674548/ I have quite the story its not horrifying or gory Its about my best friend who i acquired in the loony bin she's short and sweet and to the point she has a smile like Julia Roberts with a laugh that doesn't annoy at first i was quite scared no makeup and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1604738/ Time wavers thoughts collide inside the hearts of broken minds laughter glides within the veins happiness is grasped againsmiles foreshadow years lostwords written in time and then forgotfeelings like the drift of sand mind caught in wonderlandbreathless or hardly breathing&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1604728/ this here is my confessionthe sleepless nights weigh on meyet all you see is me sleepthe nightmares consume me they call to methey tell me ill never wake and in the light of day and the dark of night,i must say im compelled to believe thembecause there was a time they where right the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1485998/ love is a funny thingits a word that tickles the tongues of the youngit brings melody to those who cant hum a beatit brings peace of mind and sleepless nightsbroken hearts and broken dreams but what does love really mean?sweaty palms, and butterflies anxiety in more than just one's eyes&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1484871/ I've found myself inspiredA story as old as human natureBut worn thinPassion and corruption Naked and raw Entagled within the sheets known as our livesSuch dirty sheets stained with lies Loved ones turned loathed Monogamy a jokeFaces painted with smiles Pigments Only dyed the col.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1454553/ my wrist are clean but the scars run deephands forged with stories my soul can only keeptears paint my face they run like the river wild and free with spirit and hope to dry with the heat my breath like the windheavy and fullit whispers with sorrow and sings to your soulmy body dances with the trees.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1445988/ I've written a hundred or so...They rhyme, they have rythmBut they never really know...Their voice is strongThe passion is thereThey paint a picture of loveBut do they compare?The softness of your kissThe blue of your eyesThe strength that you have,That makes feel prideThe so.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1445967/ Mirror image, mirrored mindIt follows but never falls behindI stop to take a breath, it stops with me ,not missing a stepAlways at my heels, the coldness I feel at my backIt follows like predator to prayWhen darkeness hits it comes out to playLurking between light And darkA soul with.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1429205/ I feel this darkness deep inside me it builds in my chest piece by piece it takes over me foreign at its best slowly the color fades from my life and from my face personalities change and persons are erased from smiles lapsed with darknesslaughs amplified by evil eyes that twinkle with sadnessbut yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1426394/ My stomach clenches My eyes waterI fade in and outIn and outInOut...Tick tock,Tick tock,StopI hear voices calling my name They ask me questions, I can't bare to comprehendWhat's happening to me? What is he doing to my head? Who is he?Tick tock,Tick tock,Stop.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1422234/ My hands lock around the legs of my pantsClenching, grasping as they lunge to the floor from my boney hipsI pull my hair back to frame my faceCheek bones jump out to mock me As my huge eyes laughThey scan my frail hands My tiny feet My twig legs Until they truly seeThe me that was .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1422229/ I once thought loneliness meant one I thought it spelled out silence and cast a dark air I dreamed it as nightmares but yet here I stand together but yet so far apart on the grasp of breaking glue slipping from my broken heart the glass slides deeper with the slip of your tongue your anger,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1241440/ To the boy with the blue eyes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1235316/ i hear it calling from the silence ringing in my ears the screeching sound of nothingness filling my eyes with tears light is dulled by dark happiness drifted away upon sunshine and rainbows and dreams that would never stay colors lose their luster in this lonely night thunder rolls and light.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1235311/ if i had the words to writei wouldif i had the breath to speak i wouldif i had the dreams to dreami wouldif i had love to give I'd givebut i only have these few minutes these few lines you see i just don't have the time years turned to days in secondsif i had a watch it'd be on hyper speed if only y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1149361/ i don't know the storydon't know the rhyme the words flowed so beautifullyand from your lips they sangthey draw near myself to blamethe sadness weakens me yet you hold me strongerlost in words, thought, but even more soulthe beams of light from your windowor is it just your presencewhy does this dar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1140088/ I look into the sky, once scattered with starsThey gleamed from a distance, twinkled from afarThey shined with joyIlluminated with hopeThey glistened like tears, from the happiest of jokesThey spoke like laughterThey chased away fearsThey slowly faded into the darknes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1128776/ you count the monthsI'll count the days you count the hoursnot a minute will stand in my waytime is a measuremeasure isn't for man just love, embrace, take my hand seconds will melt into nothingnessmoments will fade as new memories are madefrom the ti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1127706/ with very word all i see are lieswith every tear i see your pride with every laugh i see your cruelty when will i see your humility? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1033353/ i stare upon blank pagesink stained hands and tear stained eyesi wander helpless searching for you in my subconscious mindi know you're here, lurking in the shadowsa new character to a hundred pages;a picture painted in 200 plus words erased, thrown awayin the basket of never ending hopes, and half .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1024471/ as each laugh fades and smiles turn to gray sorrow fills your eyes, but you never dream to cry you smile with fakenesslove faithlessdream big, but act smallyou hear with cautionspeak with bitternesslose happiness, lose yourselfyour blush is angeryour scream is rage the tears you cried another damned.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1018632/ its hard to explain.. in simple words its not a plain story about a boy and a girlits not about love its not about lies its about choices and the decisions we hideone choice?but there's never just one, really its the words we use so we don't feel greedy we use them to paint over a broken heartto hid.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1008310/ the sunshine beams in your eyes of blue it rest in the shimmering light of your golden hair it radiates in your voice within every wordit warms my heart of ice the way only you could it leads the way through the clouds and it prevails through thunderstormsit stands strong beyond the darkness it figh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1006747/ it was not your words i listened tothat hurt or compelled me it was not your lips i kissedthat left me breathless and beggingit was not your eyes i stared intobut yet your soulthe silence inside the story untoldyour eyes pale bluebut what was inside them was darknessyour skin pale from fear of ever .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/1002837/ if you're out thereplease be listening I've got a problem and I'm missin' all my hope and all my dreamsi fell to my knees i tried to praybut I'll got was more paini keep trying to believe but all i have is scraped knees,bad memories and more tears than anyone could dreami don't wish for more i don't.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/997445/ room full of photoscoating the wallsmemory upon memoryi couldn't save them allblack and whitefull of colorareas of grey and yellow tint years of arrangingdays of changingone fades and gets replacedtear splatter, hearts shatteredburned edges, coffee stains but yet the memory of you remains clear with.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/988675/ the days pass by, as do the yearspass by like a train on a track heading just out the city somewhere to youthe trees go floating by but only one blossoming flower catches your eyethe shades of pink and purple seem to mesmerize not just your mind but your body as wellthere seems to be a few daisies i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/987420/ I've written a hundred poems with this simple rhyme i called love.the beat was good, the words played well together.but overall the stanzas were puzzle pieces never meant to be placed together.with each word the flow seemed well, but the chemistry beneath the harmony never quite correlated for the b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/982867/ silent whisperlouder than the voice of reasontainted with valor gallant, whistfulcalm in the face of dangera hero without steadhelplessly strong willedbut yet weak beyond comparetrees with gnarled branched go floating bywith the swiftness of clouds and the speed of lightair heavy in his lungswith th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/982831/ lies so soft, not even a whisper can heartears so light you could never feelpain hidden in the shadows never to be seen by light of daybetrayal in the grayprojected as black and whiteyou love me, i love you tooi hide in the shadows of the darkest roomlittle white lies won't illuminate my facei thoug.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/980895/ its been so long but this blankness calls to medrawing me homepainting me colors of inspirationswirls of yellow dots of bluesketching me anewa clean slate could never be enougherase me, draw me again and againtell me stories of something that i have know cluetell me stories of things i wish i knewma.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/980103/ if only i knew..what would happen 20 minutes from noweven 20 secondsif i could glimpse upon the daysthat could make me, break me, swallow me wholean empty vessel without a soula simple laughan unkept tearanything that could save me from this unknown fearspread lightness upon my darkawaken every drea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/876119/ words so hopeful, but full of sorrownever looking forward just dwelling on yesterdays tomorrowbeyond the rainthere is no rainbowwhen the sun goes down the moon does not risescarpes don't healand ice doesnt meltbeyond a smiletheres only a frownoptimistic is spelled pessimistand good is spelled badhap.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/876115/ with the words in front of me it becomes so clear        your gonethe light of your smile remains in the darkthe melody of your laugh forever on mutethe flame of your life smothered to asha thousand questionsnever to be answerednever to be askeda million seconds ne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/876114/ guilt washed over mea tidal wave in the strongest seai dont know how to speakwithout drowningi gasp for airi try to screambut these words still torture mesalted water in my lungsa song left unsungwounds open, hard to healstingingthese words so real http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/876111/ in a world all alonewhere noise is a whispera scream, a whimperin a world filled with rageblood stained wallstear stained facein a world filled with sorrowsadness lurks upon every street cornerit clings to every soulin a world of my owntears fall more than rainmy skin blackened, only stainedmascara .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/876109/ the days move onswiftly into the clouds of colors, fade to black and twinkle with hope bitter chill, warm melodywords soft and invitinglips like satinsoft to the touchwith lingering sensationsmoldering eyeslike fire just burnt to ashbut still burning with intense passiontemptationlean musclesculpted.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/876093/ the second hand slows, a minute per beatmy heart barely pumpingit becomes hard to breatheanticipation, making a fool of methe minute hand hurts the second hand killseach moment livingmy throat shrillclose to a screambut barely a screechmy heart grows weak20 seconds to kill http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zmadison/876089/