http://slow.writerscafe.org/PoeT4994 The original writings of author PoeT4994 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776022565 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 There was one time where I dropped a heartbeat inside of your chest and I heard your hollow body shake like the tracks humming against my ear the day I layed down for you even though you were coming at me like a train,I've never been so scared in my life.That very same day is when I knew your knuckl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/954662/ More on human interaction. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/952076/ "(NOW IS THE TIME), run for the aisle.(OPEN YOUR EYES), we won't get out of here.(PRETTY IN WHITE) now wait for a smile.(WE ARE SO LONELY), we've wrapped ourselves in fear"If we didn't take photos the day of our wedding do you think we would remember it the same?Or do you think we would remember the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/944464/ It's so common as human beings for general and generic small talk to occur.  Statements such as "I like your shirt." or "Those are some nice earrings." are so common, but we miss the real messages behind it all.  And I wondered how it would be if people actually communicated these small in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/913318/ Great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, small minds discuss people-Eleanor RooseveltI didn't know how to tell you the day I stopped caring...I broke my nerves against the ground like a bottle hoping there would be something more inside,it hurt walking the glass over to you.I pulled .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/885903/ Alright…Tonight I’m gonna scare the ghosts outa ya bones people.Imagine your arms are doors with rusty hinges that never quite open all the way to let people in.Now imagine you peak through the key hole and you see me and my mistress breakin’ to the heart ache ‘n&rsq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/784125/ To be or not to be?That is the question.To be is to live out your existence.Not to be is to simply exist.But to be means you are what you are.But to not be means you ARE being something other than what you are not being.Things can only be what they are.If they could be what they aren&r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/784121/ I took the cell phone from my pocket,pulled my arm as high as I could and slammed it into my wrist with enough force to draw a wrist watch.I scraped the broken plastic from the ground and carved flaps of skin with all the reasons I had to,stretched them across the watch and made sure my t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/773729/ “Lover of things,won’t you agreehow the winter could bringthe darkest spring?With hell on your face,dirt on the wallsin the back of the place,you grew and complained.”Fickle and fake.I never looked into the eyes of a broken man until I found you.I never fou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/773725/ We are the darkest night,when we crawl with wings broken from flight.I dream of you.I dream of you.Sometimes,I can see your face.Plastering the wall.I must admit, I know no hate.We are the darkest night.We know we know too much and we know we know we know too.We know we know too .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/773723/ Place a flag in my body the day I die and I will be yours.Grab the rungs in my ribs,uplift,and watch my skin drip…Back to the pavement I will go.Grab my hair and pull until you see the tree roots contort out…By this point you’ll find I’ve already been decaying b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/773718/ R.I.P. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/773706/ Wrote this to try out a wordplay based poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/732438/ Beefed it up http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/732435/ Before I start I want to propose some situations that occurred so that you can't try to argue with me...First, you were there when my grandmother caught me with the bruises on my neck from the time I loved too hard.Not to mention all the times I was talking to a girl,you were right there c**k blocki.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/694687/ Wrote this for a friend. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/592543/ Random write. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/592540/ Wrote this for a girl. Twas a personal request. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/592538/ Was writing this for someone else, but after a few lines, I was really feeling to write it about my mom. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/592536/ Random write about a friend. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/592533/ An America awareness poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/592532/ I originally had the pledge rewrites in a poem from a long time ago. I figured I'd rewrite it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/592530/ Random poem I wrote, and yes it's about somebody. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/585580/ Me and my friend got bored, so we freestyled a 12 minute poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/585579/ Wrote this at random. The word of the day on Mirriem-Webster's dictionary online was "Dog Days"...so I used it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/585574/ I wrote this for a cipher, to shut down one of my friends, a based it off of the last line of this poem he asked people to cipher off of. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/585567/ A remake of my poem "A City In Ruins". http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/585559/ This was really really hard to post. Critique if you want, but this is pure honesty. It was a really dark time in my life when I wrote this. And I was in too much pain to describe. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/585007/ Random write. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/584952/ Wrote this for a contest, based off of a music video. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/584749/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/572833/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/572832/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/572830/ Ugh. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/572829/ Poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/572828/ Again. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/572827/ Yep. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/572824/ I got on a string of writing really, pretty, dreamy stuff. And, it's almost all about love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/572823/ Came up with the first nine lines off of the top of my head for a Facebook status, and I liked it, so I kept going with it. It's about my ex. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/570354/ Just a creative take on how God excepts us, and the Biblical statement "Come as you are." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/570289/ A take on the way the world runs. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/569890/ This actually is mostly made up of a conversations between me and my ex, Erica. Part of it is a poem, but most of it is just a conversation we were having, I wrote this more for her than anything. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/568849/ Random poem I wrote after reading a poetry book by Rob Sturma. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/568848/ Just random again. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/568847/ Just random, but gotta keep writing, to stay on point and not get lazy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/568845/ Another poem about my ex. It explains, no matter what you saw, if you saw me doing all this stuff, understand I was doing it for you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/568844/ Wanted to write a poem about my struggling to get back the loving relationship I had with my ex. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/568843/ Wanted to relate "Have you ever watched sunsets die." To my mom. And here you go. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/568840/ Started writing this because of a Gorillaz lyric "Cities breaking down on a camels back." Wanted to tell the story of two people who are in destruction, and just want something better, love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/568839/ Started with the line "She has a face like bleeding mascara." It just took off from there. And I felt I would throw a message, that is personal to me, in there. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoeT4994/568838/