http://slow.writerscafe.org/SaphireStridon The original writings of author Saphire Stridon-Traencendyis en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775423297 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15             “They’re looking at me; they’re allstaring at me. Just leave me alone!” the blond haired girl screamed to theempty room that surrounded her. Daciana �" at only fifteen years old �"began toponder what.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/538572/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/538571/ Finally,stepping backI’mnumb, I’m wise;I’mfree of the chainsI’velearned to let go,Andspeak the language of this foreign worldThroughall of the blood, sweat, and tears;Ican’t tear myself away. I wasinspired by youY.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/538567/ This will mark the change,I will do something else. I can’t look into your eyes?Fine, I’ll do something else. You want me,To be differentThan I already am?Sure, Something elseWill happen. Can’t I love you �".. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/538566/ I can’t helpHow I feelAbout you,You make myForever feelSo good…So good… All this time,All I could feelWas your hand On my back,Pushing mealong,Handing meThe lifeI couldn’t findOn my ownOn my own&hell.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/538564/ Capezio to Bloch,Chacott to Freed,Gaynor Mindento Grishko,Leo’s to Sansha,Oh! And don’t forget;Prima Soft. Now that you join meOn this long journey-We will share many memories,Good and Bad.I wish you the best of luck-With your new fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/538562/ Everything youSay, sounds soPoetic… I loveThe way you talkWith nothing butYou heart and yourSoul. But I guess I Just like the way You voiceSounds… simply because I Love you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/538560/ eh, It's mostly just my upset ramblings http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/538558/ an old poem I wrote... like, really old. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/538197/ More math class ramblings. :P http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/538196/ For You.I’ve lied for youI’ve cried for youI’ve died for youI’ve loved for youI’ve hated for youI’ve changed for you.What more can be done? I’ve lied because of youI’ve cried because of youI’ve die.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/538190/ Lyrics inspired by the guitar lead of a daft punk song xD http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/538189/ A new take on rape. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/538188/ “Mayday, Mayday, Mayday.” I called through the radio as calmly as I could. There was no answer.            “Mayday, Mayday! Mayday!” slightly more worried this time. Again, there was no answer. My phone! I watched the q.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479725/ A poem I wrote my soulmate for his 18th Birthday. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479722/ I love youwith all of my heartAnd all that is leftOf my cold And timid soul… My words may Seem empty at times…But I will neverStop loving you…And I will alwaysMean that… I sit in nature’s Cave, and listenTo the sounds she crea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479721/ Scattered clothes upon the floor,The sweet scent of rosesAnd the over whelming touchOf your soft skin,Moans and hard breathsPierce the air;I lay upon your bed,With you resting atop meYou bring me comfort,You bring me warmthBut you tease me and tease me…  Yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479367/ Sins crawl upon my skinWind blowingNames forgotten -The heartless killerBack to leave the streets filledWith stone cold bodies. As light fades to darknessYin and Yang is destroyedShards of left over peaceFalling upon the grassTo be stepped on -(Destroyed even further.).. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479356/ You’re in my headThrough and throughYou infect me poisonous mindYou’re all I needI can't be slipping awayCuz I never hadA firm grip on realityAnd yet, I wish Time and time againThat you were reality...I spend my daysFilled with my greatest joysAnd I spend my days.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479354/ Your sweet poison,Like a well aged wine. I sip again For the first timeIn so long,Your sweet poison-It fills me Spreading like a disease within. This poisonDraws me back to you-Again and again. I’ve resisted the urgeFor so longAnd yetI sipped fr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479353/ Thoughtless… A world around me,A life to liveBut I’m too numbTo live a lifeLike the one planned for me. I can’t see past you,Even though I haveNo regrets… I can’t stare past The blank canvasTo see the lifeAlready alive in i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479351/ Dedicated to: M�ntuitorul meu, Zach http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479349/ Love is…Wait, young girlYou are oh so innocent – And much too young To fill your headWith such thoughts…‘What is love?’The young girl thinks on,Despite the old man’s warning.Is love better described By the innocent girlOr the broken one?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479348/ What is fear?Is fear being upon death’s bed?Or is it seeing something, you never thought you would? On this night,She lay on a badMade of broken glass-Adorned with chainsTo keep her there. Fear isn’t what he will do,It is the flicker of anger-Held deep i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479347/  We walk down the hallwayHolding hands,Laughing, smiling, and lovingBut all I can think about Is your sweet, sweet bloodCoursing through your veins. I’m not kidding when I sayThat I love the smellOf your blood, so sweet and pure. You think it’s all .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479346/  it all starts with a kiss...that soft cold and lustful touch of your lipssets a fire within and our kiss becomes passionante and deepthis is our f*****g romance!So why must they infiltrateour minds, our bodies, even our souls....we can't focus on each other anymorethey ruined i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479345/ This poem is about a girl who was raped by a stranger and one day, as she walks down the street sees her rapist acting like an innocent man. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479343/ I look into a broken mirror And all I see      Is a broken heart.I see a girl,Who’s soul was torn apartBy a fake. She says I deserve to liveBut sheIs the one who deserves to live.She has a whole lifeAhead of her to learnThe lessonsI never.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479342/ This poem is quite out of my writing style. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479340/ The last poem I'm wasting on her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479339/ So much fearCoursing through my veinsAs I begin to questionThe love I holdSo dear to me. I ask of you aloud;“What makes you so sure…?What sets me apart from her?”When I’m really only searchingFor my own answer. Why do I love you?What makes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479337/ 'Tis the classic "I'm sorry" poem... with a twist *evil grin* http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479335/ This originated as an assignment for an advanced placement humanities class on my first day of High school but I decided, I liked it too much to just leave it at that ergo, you are about to read it (hopefully). http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479334/ At first,I would look at your bare arms,And see hope written far beneath the surface.Soon,That hope changed to hurt.I had failed the task in every way,That hurt,Grew to regret.But now-All I see in you…In your bare, flawless skinUpon your armsIs a dream.The faintest m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479333/ This is a poem I wrote long ago about a friend who had been raped by her father and later that year, commit suicide. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479332/ Even thoughWe’ve found ourselves-Once again-Laying side by side,Embracing what little timeWe actually have together, anymore,I still feel alone. No! Please, don’t go!You are the only one left…That knows who I truly am.No, you are the one… the only.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479331/ Burn my fangs,I lust too much. I have conformedTo dancing in the shadows… I am nothing more, Nothing lessThan the cause of painTo many, my beloved soul. Steal my dreams,They are too large. I have lostEverything that I am. I am nothing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479329/ This is a poem I found in the middle of one of my copious notebooks filled with my writings that I have no recolection of writing however, I am sure 't was written by me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479328/ This short, yet deep poem is about a girl who was raped and shows her only reactions to a potential repeat incident. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaphireStridon/479326/