http://slow.writerscafe.org/iChelly The original writings of author Michelle Pietersen en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776111495 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Every night I waitEvery minute turns to the hourI get so mad, its like the cream that turns the crop sourSo I ask myself briefly, Where are you tonightEvery night I sit in the livingroomIts like feces attracting fliesLittle do I know, its full moonYour a hybrid, running wild even tho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iChelly/1257606/ (Note that this was written by the Legendary Singer/Song writer, Miss Lana Del Rey http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iChelly/1256530/ I never write love poemsYour lips tell tales more beautifulthan any word I could pen …And that is before you move them.I never write love poemsYour eyes sparkle with more giving light than any ode of mine could ignite …And that is before you look at me.I never w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iChelly/1256525/ I began my journey in search of true loveAnd looked to the sky, for strength from aboveIf love is so great, why is it hard to findI cannot see it, am I just blind.What is true love, does it really existIs it a feeling, a thought or an abyssWhere is true love, is it lost in the mistIs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iChelly/1256353/ This poem is written in my home language, for it has more meaning that way. Thak you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iChelly/1256348/ Tell me what your worst fears are. I bet they look a lot like mine.Tell me what you think about when you can’t fall asleep at night.Tell me that you’re struggling. Tell me that you’re scared. No, Tell me that you’re terrified of life.Tell me that it’s difficult .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iChelly/1256066/ Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's sizeBut when I start to tell them,They think I'm telling lies.I say,It's in the reach of my armsThe span of my hips,The stride of my step,The curl of my lips.I'm a womanPhenomenally.Phenome.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iChelly/1255539/ Early morn' til late at nightI think about us twoI think of you, your laugh so brightA laugh so pure and trueI dream of you, each night I sleepI dream of what may beAnd in my waking hours weepThat you're not here with meAnd no matter how I tryMy dreams remain, just you and I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iChelly/1255538/ An empty room, an empty heartMy mind is baffled by the artOf lonesomeness, of reminisceOf everything that I will missAn empty cup, a coffee stainIs all that's left, all that remainOf once so sweet a presence hereOf what my heart still holds so dearAlas, it's time to let it goTo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iChelly/1255537/