http://slow.writerscafe.org/MrsBlack123 The original writings of author Miss.Steena en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776065907 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Just another one of the many poems I wrote for the love of my life, Joshua Black. We were married 09/18/2010. Love him more and more everyday. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrsBlack123/692674/ Never had anything expensive or nice, Never even spent a dime, Just wasted my time.  Never tried to help me,get the bills paid.All he ever wanted,was to get laid. never took me anywereout on the town.Now all I wearis this frown. He never oncedid anythin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrsBlack123/534186/ This poem was written about a year ago when I went through a bad breakup. Hope you enjoy. Everything in the poem is true, and actually I kind of find it funny lol. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrsBlack123/483685/ He's the man of her dreams.her bright shining star.The Bert to her Ernie.He owns the key to her heart. He took her breath,From the very first call.She finally could start piecing back,the cracked and broken wall. He makes her feel special,and like she belongs.She sm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrsBlack123/483680/ Just a poem I wrote for the love of my life, we met on June 18th of this year (2009), and fell in love instantly!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrsBlack123/483679/ Not wanting to be in this circle we all call life anymore.I'm too old for drama, yet surrounds me on a daily basis.   Still hurting from the past,I guess that's why they call it "falling" cause evertime I doI'm the one left in pain.  Tired of people's mind games.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrsBlack123/483677/ Sitting at a table in the corner, All by myself. all alone.Thinking about life,How many things I've been shown. Can't trust many peoplethey use, lie, cheat, and steal,Wish I could find someone,Just anyone who's real.I've got many friends, but that isn't enough.I know I should stop looking,Just w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrsBlack123/483674/ I am a basketthat is full of various fruits.Some people adore some fruits,and other people adore the other fruits,but nobody ever gives me a thought. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrsBlack123/483673/ In the one solitude moment of the day that, I sit and start pondering on love. "To have loved and lost, is better to have never loved at all"- is bull. What's the point of loving, when you're always losing? The whole sharade of life is sickening to me after living and learning thus far. It's alm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrsBlack123/483672/ "Just a friend," he said, You're like one of the guys. I'm not afraid to tell you secrets, or let you see me cry. "Just like a sister," he said,like one I never had.I love you like you're my family,but nothing more than that.  She's tired of hearing about the games,and how good the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrsBlack123/483671/