http://slow.writerscafe.org/PoetryPenPal The original writings of author PoetryPenPal en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775997148 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A bunch of nonsense. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1606412/ Demitri Wallace is a young, athlete who has a secret, she is afraid of closed spaces. When she has nightmares about her fear, she is frustrated by how scared she gets, but it is about to get worse. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1605598/ A very deep short story for me. I hope you can understand my deep emotions with this topic. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1605594/ I need an idea for the title. If you could give me any, it would be wonderful and most appreciated! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1605591/ Not as harsh as it sounds. I missed you writers cafe. Its good to be back. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1442171/ I gaze into your eyesAnd see a tear roll down your cheek.I'm prepared to comfort you but...I don't.I want to taste those tears.I bet they're bitter,Terrible,Disgusting.I want them.Want to feel the wetnessOn my lipsAnd rub it dry With my hand.I want to close my eyesAnd smell the sorrow.I want to lick.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1418423/ Empty wordsEat me up inside.Sorrow-filled tearsNever tell a lie.Holes in you heartWhistle sad songs.Cracked lips tell storiesOf times too long.Silent criesLouder than before.Sentences of hateFalling to the floor.Beauty is lostIn the fog of time.Cries lost foreverIn the silence behind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1409573/ I stand in front of you,But you see through meLike I'm here to me,But to you, not.I feel the grief you emitFrom your pain drunken heart,But you go unnoticingAnd I go unnoticed.I scream to you,At the top of my lungs,But you're too busyListening to the silence behind it.That silence took hold.Took the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1409568/ I let golden light dance Between my fingersAnd smell the rosebudsBlooming on your cheeks.I hear your heartbeatEven though you're here but somehow notAnd taste the salt on your tearsAnd the blood that you bleed.I caress your face with my hands.Now I open my eyesAnd hear you scream.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1401132/ Just simple nonsense... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1387819/ Misuse.Abuse.Are you willing to lose yourself,For the sweet taste of nicotine?Get lost in the buzz of alchohol?Feel the kaleidoscope effects,The dizzyness,The drunkness,The drownding.Be found later sinking intoA sea of unconsciousnessGasping for air yourNicotine-eaten lungsCan't hold.Smiling with te.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1384300/ Silence richettesOff the padded walls,Lost in my thoughts'Bout ready to fall.Humming a tune,Not able to dance,Someone snap meOut of this trance.Where's that kite going?Is it even real?I should probly go catch it,But what's the big deal?Spinning in circlesToo dizzy to stop.Am I really crazy Or really.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1384294/ Darkness sings outAs Death whistles by.Black dances Right in front of our eyes.Hit by the drowsinessOf a storm cloud,And hypnotizedBy mezmorizing color.A silver tube of cloudsWith wings made by sun.A bullet with butterfly wingsParalyzed a blank mind,And emptied a vacant heart.A sad, angry, ugly beau.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1384290/ Random thoughts... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1372218/ This is the same incident from Chapter 3, just in Bekey's point of view. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1370007/ I compleatly scrapped the old chapter because it didn't meet my standereds. Hope you enjoy! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1368500/ Insired by the picture and caption (title) by Harris Burdick. Please take time to review the picture. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1351818/ For evreyone who hasn't found a point in life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1347124/ Thank you StrixNebulosa for your input. I changed the title just a bit. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1345397/ I got these stars from the milky way. I hope I can  give them to you someday. I got these scars on my broken heart, From the words you said that tore them apart. I got thi stear there on my cheek, From the sight of you walking away down the street. So I got some st.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1339693/            Youare about to experience a day in the life of greed. In this case, greed isspelled E-b-e-n-e-z-e-r-S-c-r-o-o-g-e. So let me set the scene for you now.          Youwalk down t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1339389/ Your secrets are locked in a cage,And the key is hidden inThe rhythm of the words you speak.The tongues in which your words are twisted inMake my mind whirl with your brainteaser, your words.Your mind is twisted into a cruel game,But I can't stay away.You pull me in with your many tongues,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1338911/ Eyes,Watching.A heart,Hurting.A mind,Racing.A gentle touchBurning.A cry, a tearSilence. I've never heard itSo loudYet so... quiet.What have I done to deserve this?A sentence never given a second thought,Innocence,No,Guilt. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1330766/ The Diseased           Loser. Geek. Stupid. Nerd. Diseased. I’m called all ofthese things, but none of them are my real name. I walk around, names beingthrown at me. It’s hard to ignore the things said about you that aren&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1326695/ Passion used in evil ways,Disguised three hundred and sixty-five days.A song that hums an evil tune,Words that cause evil ruin.Words that jump across the page,To hide away from evil's rage.Darkness flows like a waterfallI run towards the light down the hall.I hear a chuckle, an evil laughAs I go dow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1326691/ Simple The clouds that drift though theair,An empty room with a single chair,A checkered pattern with red andblack squares,A darkened hallway with echoeystairs.A dotted line with a single dot,A short story without a plot,A single fact you forgot,A s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1321574/ Bonfire Thered, orange, and yellow colors of the fire sway on top of the wood, on amission to keep you warm. Marshmallows and wieners on sticks hang over thefire, which is secreting warm air to toast your marshmallows to a golden brownfor your s’mores. The crunching of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1317792/ A sunset smearedOn a cloud stricken sky. The color of the wind And the sound of a sigh. The blushing cheeks Of a secret lover, That will love you moreThan any other. The kiss that bringsWarmth to his cheeks, And you blush as wellYou feel compleate. A song that ring.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1308888/  Winter#2    The bitter,coldness of the air nips your skin, despite your several layers of clothes,including your couple of scarves, mittens, and your hat. Whenever you exhale,your breath curls like smoke from a dragon’s snout, dissolving quickly in th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1305480/      The shadow was spying on the twirling, mumbling patient. It was disguised as a flame, dancing back and forth on the white wall with the movement of the fire. Finally, the patient stopped twirling and stumbled over to a single chair in the center of the room to watc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1299986/ A memoir. An exageration. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1299520/ I breathe you inLike nicatine.I don't want youBut I crave more.I pull you inTo be by my side,And let the guilt Build up inside.I sing love songsFor you to hear,Though your loveIs not sincere.I wait for youTo love me back.Instead your handsWrapped 'round my neck.   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1298448/ Your bright, blue eyes,Look dull and gray.I hope to bring light to them,Some other day.Your lovely smile,Is turned upside down.I hope I can change that,Turn it around.Your mind's full of thoughts,So dark and empty.I hope I can make it, So it's colors you see.Your emotions are anonymous,Your color is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1296924/ Work.Stress.Kids.Mess.Money.Spent.People.Met.Tears.Loss.Careers.Boss.Singing.Rain.Cringing.Pain.A year.A day,Gone away.Fear.Breath.Death.   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1295075/ This is a fictional diary entry written by a young, homeless girl during the depression. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1294594/ Sweet waves of Deep blue-greenDance back and forthUnder a shining sun.I listen to the waves Crash against the shoreAnd the plopping of fish Falling back into the sea.I smell the salty, sweet airAnd feel it caress my faceWith it's hands made of Sweet silence.Silence.Its so beautiful.I dip m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PoetryPenPal/1291179/      School for her was like a jailhouse, a tomb from which she could not escape. 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