http://slow.writerscafe.org/leroynuma The original writings of author BlackRomeo en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775244132 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Experience is the Teacher of foolish decisions I learnt that while IMeditated for 20 months, now I’m back in society all I see are politicians hiding behind fake promises making racial divisions. Free speech but say the wrong thing and you won’t be free for long.While pollution is .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/2103620/ Experience http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1907380/ Sitting here feeling like a jigsaw puzzle who's last piece is long lost in the depths of time.Feeling complete yet so un-complete at the same time, like something was ripped from me at birth leaving so that I'll never be mine.Leading me on a forever search for something to complete me, The.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1792855/ Deep, Dark, depressing, sad, water, sea, ocean, fear http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1667987/ To the unknown people which we so adore, promised yourself 'I wouldn't find myself in this situation no more'. But what could you do as they slowly crept through the door towards a heart that still is sore. Every breath with them you want to cherish every memory you want to keep... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1614341/ Don't let things become undone by time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1592259/ You're in love.I'm in love.But please forgive me for running.I ask for forgiveness.I simply can't stay still.I'm scared.For you know me more than I know myself.You read me like a book.You know me inside out.I'm sorry.It instills fear into me, engraves it on my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1571745/ JUst another romance poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1510427/ So close yet so far. Sitting right next to me but is this really where you are? To me it feels like I am talking to a small fragment of and the rest of you is sleeping on a whole different star. Light years away when will you return? My sanity is slowly draining as I await the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1505714/ "We'll be fine, just forget again and we'll be right back at square one by the count of ten"Oh I know we are responsible for our own happiness and i know also that you being unhappy is the root of my unhappiness. But to cut you away from my life to return my happiness and leave you to face your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1494713/ A short experimental poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1494712/ King ArthurArthur was a young girl who lived in small village several miles away from MT Tate. Unlike every other girl from her town she was always fascinated with the capital and the imperial soldiers. Her father was part of the imperial army. He was not part of the army’s front line and was .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1472792/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1472790/ A little From my Dreams world. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1427947/ My name is Miriam and this is the diary f a sane person. i don't know how life is at your end of the this book but life right here is pretty grim well for us it is.Us meaning he minority, the few that stand and fight. well let me explain from the beginning as i remember it. A few hundred years ago p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1397108/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1397107/ A little out of my Dreamworld http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1382916/ A really random poem about wooden chairs and leather shackles, the idea behind this is that you can figure out a metaphorical value of your own in the two objects. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1376335/ Empty shells litter beaches and sea like mindless humans litter the land.Most humans without fear of nature, wealth and status are all they aim for. Amidst these there are the likes of me not sure whether we belong here or into the never ending abyss of a fabricated place called hell.Our minds .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1363989/ A short poem I wrote. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1360089/ Something I wrote a while ago http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1350840/ A short elven Folks Tale I came up with. it was inspired by The inheritance cycle by Christopher Paolini. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1339769/ This is a Fantasy Short or feature length Film idea i have been working on for a while now. It is still under construction and no where near finished. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1313842/ This was just an idea that came to my head when thinking how to make Valentines day useful to me so i thought i might aswell use it to fuel a story so if you like Cliche stuff then read this. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1307422/ Depression swallows her aggressionsScars and bruises cover her arms,so she skips her gym sessions.Beat and raped by her own father,tell me what could be harderIf she was legal she would be sitting in a pub,Drinking pints and pints of lager.So she sits in her room slicing on her armShe does not feel .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1267247/ Now the Days are getting shorter and the nights are getting longer and all you want to do is slumber.You know that summer has now gone by but no my friend you need not cryWinter is here and with it comes cold darkness and Love my dearWalking out your door trying not to slip and fall you do not like .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1262982/ Let me tell you a story, a story that's never been told a meeting between death and old.On A dark winters night long past lightThere was an old man aloneMaking his way homeLimping as fast as he could through wood and bushTo get home in a rush For the cold tore at his old feeble joints and bones.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1262980/ A Short Film Inspired by 50 First Dates, 500 Days of Summer and The Vicious Kind http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leroynuma/1254088/