http://slow.writerscafe.org/tobi0593 The original writings of author Tobias Rasmussen en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013763 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 What is happening? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1466764/ Tick tock Whatever the time iswhy hasn't it stoppedTick tockIt came to an endSo sad and relievingTick tockbetween me and a lost friendI started believingTick tockThe cause was never clearMy mind is retreatingTick tockwhatever the time isnow it finally stopped. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1460897/ a lovey-dovey poem... Incomparebly cliche and all that stuff http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1367624/ Written for the Poetry Man! contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1366162/ Please read the numbers as single degits as if it was a telephone number http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1366152/ A non-expected return http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1366139/ Denglish poem. It will probably only make sense if you are a dane. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1324139/ Glowing in the dark are the cinders of my pastEvery fond memory of you have loomed through a veil of tearsI am broken now, have you had your cheers?I have come to acceptance that I am free at lastYou were my comradeYou were my funYou were my everlasting summeryou were my confidential and friendEvery.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1323239/ An almighty being, what is that?Is it the guy in the heavens with a beard and a hat.Does he look like gandalf the white?Or is he more of a grey?I hope he won't smiteme, for what I'm about to say.I chose to believe one thing, but is my way the truth.There is Allah and buddha,and another guy at the je.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1319917/ I am writhering from the stomach pain.Was it the smokes, the alcoholor the stress again.I am slowly losing my mind.hey bunny rabbit, where are you going tonight?On an adventure you say?Wow, let me join youI could even pay.Bunny rabbit with a watch.Relieve me of the painI cannot match.I have never fe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1319517/ Hunger... Hunger...... Hunger....... The hunger is eating me inside out.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1315700/ Smoking in the moonlight shine.My favourite love, will you be mine?Rings of death soar in the night sky.Look at them disappear, look at them fly.Will you take me with you? Will I die?Moonlight shine bright and clear.You are the last battalion against my fear.My life burning faster .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1315693/ Man in the moon,what a tasteless sightOut drinking liqour in the middle of night.Man in the moon,have you run out of beer?I can show you a place for beer anywhere.So the man went down,took his trustworthy star.He came to this small weary inn.Not close not afar.He went to the front, with a barrel in .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1310335/ A friend of mine comitted suicide this weekend. Please just hear me out. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1309167/ what's with the love i got?Right there on the spot.Couldn't move and shouldn't speak.They were right, my knees went weak.Your pretty little smile,Your brown warm eyes.I couldn't stay I went to hide.Had to control these burning desires.Where had you been? My love life was oh so thin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1307121/ You've now got those dead red eyes.All around you people are watching like flies.They want you to fall, they want you to fail.They are carnivores, sniffing out your trail.Why wouldn't they, you look like a joke?Your self-rightous beliefs, your dumb bloke.We couldn't care less whether or not you suce.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1305653/ What is happiness? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1304928/ I am sick... Don't question me... Let the game of sickness BEGIN!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1304483/ Just pretend that she is sick. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1304395/ Where do we get to flee?? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1303747/ Door opens, society closes.The heavy door of a bar, intimidating.The world outside frozen.Sitting backwards, my life infuriating.Holding the bottle in one hand, The glass in the other.Does this make me a man? Why is puberty such a bother?It hurts me to think.The bar counter makes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1303314/ For the true poet contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1302817/ Why do I feel sad when I have done nothing wrong? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1302802/ A shout out to Mia Rockwell who inspired me to write this one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1302594/ Et andet dansk digt, som jeg skrev i et af mine ungdomsmelankolske øjeblikke. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1302215/ A poem written to thank the ones who made my life a little less painful and a lot more bearable.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1302213/ I wanted to express the feeling of being left behind by a loved one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1302198/ Et digt som jeg skrev til ære for den afdøde digter Michael Strunge, der begik selvmord ved at hoppe fra en høj bygning, som 21 årig. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1302196/ I know romance.. cliche... F**k me... That rhymes... Have some good reading times... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1302124/ Not really much to say.. I was just felling the words crawling from my pen.. and then there is that... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tobi0593/1302102/