http://slow.writerscafe.org/Luna10 The original writings of author La Luna en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776098045 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Can I feel sympathetic for feelings that burn within me For words to lost They bring ink to my eyes The places I don't want to be marked.What triggers my needsWhat sets things in me to fire?To deep to dangerous To be said out loud All I want to do is scream I want to bl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1417666/ Short http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1417654/ I want to know how to make love to your mind not just your body. I want to physical know how you're feelingStep by step I will trace my longing on your soaked skin http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1399922/ I have thoughts of my past lover, they creep and open doors, doors I cannot close. He comes to me late at night and early in the morning. When he no longer lingers in my mind, I whisper in agony, hoping he can answer and feel my thoughts until they no longer shout. I have memories I cannot reca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1372674/ When she drowned in the blue sea, she saw the manshe loved to deep. And when the sea seeped her pain, it showed her, her heart.But moments later he dragged her and bruised her lips with the softness of histongue exploring her mouth like the way their body was exploring the sea. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1372656/ I understand that loneliness can be the recipe to madness, but emptiness sets it to fire.What is the difference between loneliness and emptiness? I thought they were both insanely damaging. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1371488/ Part of me... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1367335/ The time where thoughts kill you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1367332/ I have become the bad fruit that sleeps on the tree seekingwisdom, and probably love.They say the world that raised her thought her to be cold and harsh. Because at the age of eight, she wondered why her two arms weren't together, orwhy one felt so lonely, and why her heart felt like it ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1365473/ Ihave forgotten what innocence feels like. I have forgotten what me feels like. If there was part of me that was a little human, I would cry in a crowdedplace, and run after buses, because to me everything feels a little crazy. AndI wish I could come down to earth and grow flowers, instead.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1365472/ There are strings and threads I pull in this life.The strings never end and the threads never seem to match the colours of life. When I pull a string I meet the destiny of someone, I read there life while it liesin the palm of my hands.I close the gap and make that string stronger by ad.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1363410/ When she drew you, she took her time on your eyes, she thought if she can summon the beauty of your secrets without revealing to much, she would draw your eyes and the light behind them without turning them off completely.She drew your nose, a bridge to your lips. And when she got there she stroke.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1363191/ To Women who are abused on a daily basis. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1362552/ You have become this gum I chew for weeksSo warm and tasty but never lasting.I am afraid to throw you out, I am afraid to taste new flavours,I am completely and utterly afraid to feel the gap between my lips and tongue,Despite that, I am afraid to crave you when you longer exist in my mouth.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1361383/ I want you. Like the sky begs the ground to lift I want you more than gravity... Oh gosh I want you inside me. I want to intertwine with you; I want to roll on this life like a mountain releasing balls of snow, hitting the ground, shaking the air with tiny beautiful snowflakes. Close .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1361308/ This poem is about letting go, and when you do, you will bloom. Like the flowers on a summers evening. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1361306/ Astronauts plant their flags on themoon. I watch as the colours never change. And at that moment I wished yourheart was the moon. I wished I can plant my flag on your heart and claim you asmine, so that the world can see the undiscovered ground of your heart, a place whereI call home. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1361288/ “My soul is full of longing for the secret of the sea, and the heart of the great ocean sends a thrilling pulse through me.” ― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1346631/ Today it rained, and every droplet carried a memory. I tapped the window glass I touched the droplet Hoping for closure I remembered the life Of the child I knewAnd the man who became king I touched another And I saw the run&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1346628/ When I imagine you I see the life I once wantedthe innocence I once knew the storm I carried. The way your curls fall on your face I am tempted to catch it And smell The heavy feeling you call love Your eyes carry many secretsI hope that a secret You hide so w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1346623/ When I touched you I think I quivered From the memory I think I trembled. God I miss you I traced my fingers with ever memory Your lips Your eyesYour scars All of it. But when I held you My walls betrayed me.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1344355/ Morning.Dark consumed the sky.Clouds sucked by the fading stars Just the moon fighting the sun Somewhere far away. I hear death It speaks to me in dry languages I cannot recall.Familiarity overtakes but dies like the rest of memories. Feathers flatter, beneath the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1344348/ When everything became concealed she wanted to see the lines the lines of her rocks are they white and hard?At times she compared herselfTo those who bloom and grow tallI guess she couldn't see anything. Arched back won’t hide the wide stomach the fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1343953/ IfI ever known love it would be with you. They say you can't love monstersthey’ll turn on youMaybe even consume you. But I see differently He's my monster my own shadow.  Youare too hidden within yourselfWhenI saw you,Thebattles, the f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1343949/ I want you... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1339762/ I carried my happiness in my arms I was ready to give it to someone Maybe they needed it.When they dug a hole I thought flowers would grow Until you buried yourself.I thought who will kick the mudWho will cover you when you goSurly not me I'm to weak to watch you suffocate... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1331367/ We held each other until we thought it was realWe jumped foolishly not knowing where but the feelings I carry are surreal If it means soaring from the sun I'll land among the souls Who have no place to go. When you sink into me Remember I was t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1330733/ How can one be so damaged and torn yet so beautifully worn you are bliss from your mother’s womb and a blessing god crafted. To look into your eyes is to see millions of battles won and lost But deep within I see the dark forest Many too scared to travel But .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1330175/ You speak so loud, you have no self-control why are you scared, scared the world will see us I just want you to claim me Is that so hard?Why do you look so dullWhere is the fire I once saw Where is that colour of danger I once smelt You adventured me o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1329662/ After I thought hard, struggled and fought with my mind and body, I realised, they were right. I had forgotten what he feels like and now he's nothing but a mere fragment of memory. I guess I became so lonely So consumed by my own past I hated my company.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1329660/ I swam in life so deep I drowned I drank the sea And was hungry for more.It was bad I know But if it can fill the empty side of lifeThen why not.You can try to save me But I won't hold on Let me go so I can be one with the world. I made a ch.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1328550/ Stumble and fall, you have no ideawhere you are. But I walk a lonely mile and no one to meet, when I finish this journey of mine.I can turn back but what ending is waiting for me? Death?  Surly not I'm still kissing the world and when I'm found I'll stop this m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1328047/ I stare at your lovely face you are beautiful you told me about your tales and how you defeated your demons. You told me you loved beforeand you lost yourself I closed my eyes and wondered will i be a tale to be told to another will you defeat me to?I don't think.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1328044/ The idea of waitingforever scares meButif i can taste the desires i call loveiwill wait till you return Returnto me andi will die waiting for you likeevery person who ever loved you.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1327615/ Two worlds fought and brushed each until one disappeared completely but once upon a time, they were two strong kingdoms with both king and queen One was blue and one was orange Like the end of the horizon The blue bruised the orange But it came first and the other end.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1327611/ They once toldme i observe people too muchtoo deeply. They don't understand what i see, i see lost souls Looking for a way back home searching for lost travellers. They don't understand how i gaze intotheir life trying to find so.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1325944/ Last night i climbed the roof,and howled at the mooni let my foot downand drownedWhen i looked down no camewhen i looked up no one camei cried and tried again.   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1324590/ I'm not ready to go homei'm not ready to give up everyone's lost they tried leaving this maze,but the more they try,the more hurt andlost they become.   Is it my turn to fire the gunis it my turn to shine the bladecan i use it?i'm not readyi haven't lost yeti just don't know how .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1323317/ Nameless to him He gave her reasons faceless to him he made her beautiful Thunder and rain blue and gray i might cry not him today is his day. I stay in late i want more sleep cold is not my thingi shiver and dreamnot him today is his day W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1323293/ Home”Iswhere the heart is” Aplaces of comfort and warmth my own kingdom.Why does she feel as though she has no crownher people lost her demons rule. Her world destroyed. Be free child She can't see you The hurt lies in her Shhh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1319518/  When her world wasblack&white she danced in colours she twirled and spun she almost fell.  She danced and somehow she looked lonely her feet looking for comfort the cold concrete abandoning her.  .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1318398/ He used to say "No one can love you morethan an artist"i never understood him.  But i gradually didOn my worst days He would draw And no matter how i looked orfelt He’s paint brush would always Paint away. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1316107/ You became a tragic war to me  my feelings were never the same.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1313170/ I used to think being alone is good i don't know why but i always thought i was strong that wayi thought i was a mountain mountains never bow down, no matter the storm That's until i met you i didn't know us humans were capable of such feelingsneither did i know the damage o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1312148/ You are the words in my head I keep redrafting I don't think you deserve such nice letters But I can't help it you’re my poetry.Even the littlest things can make me write about youToday I smelt roses I wrote you love lettersI wrote your address .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1310027/ Walk gracefully Don't shame me Stop Don't talk without my permission Who told you to look Lower your gaze Walk Don't stop without my permission I give you lifeAnd I take It There's nothing you can doYour confidence is mine Your beauty is mine Yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1309277/ I'm not ready to give myself to the world "Sigh"I'm not even ready to give myself to you  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1309269/ Tonight i'll cry maybe even get lost and drunk it will be the last time i promise.  Tomorrow i will drag myself from my bed when i look in the mirror ill probably get scaredred lipsswollen eyesmessed up make upI'll shower and wash.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1303922/ Paper and pen became my listenersevery thought, every tearthey swallowed it all. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1302111/ They told me to write about you I couldn't.All that came to my mind was Pain, abandonment, b*****d... My pen won't move It won't let me write It moves on its own and the only thing it writes is your name It writes a word and scribbles it over and over again, u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luna10/1300476/