http://slow.writerscafe.org/mevs The original writings of author KittyVenus en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776173065 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Life, love, and no meaning. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1590184/ It's about him again, ignore any spelling mistakes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1588506/ done for and dead http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1564245/ hemehemeh http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1562510/ For Aptitudex... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1446556/ For Aptitudex. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1445694/ butterflies swishing in the moon light,Their wings like streamers in the sky,Beautiful colours high in the darkness.Caught by the wind to fly and hurt. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1357843/ What I Wish Happened To My Ex!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1351622/ I saw the bullet fly past my face,This was war!War of the devils fleet,The dead walk with guns and cross bows,Killing every child,I see the sad bodies as i climb over,My hand falls through empty flesh... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1351234/ I looked in his cold dark eyes and saw his soul freeze like Antarctica,His heart like a war of Sparta,Hate filled,Mischief grilledIn his eyes like a frozen lake,Cold like a snow flake. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1350779/ They say home is where the heart is...I say home is where the hurt is...The difference between liesAnd triesIs a lie could cause death in a friend,Their life could end... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1350770/ Magical ending,This is the beginning,Life is the essence,Death is the devils presence,I will love you until the end of time,I will hate you until I reveal my crimes,Love is created,Not bought,Hate is the only thing you sought... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1350292/ Romance in the darkness,Dying in the back ground,Ending my life,Cutting my arms to ribbons,People see the scars,They seep with blood,Bright red and shining...Dying inside as life flows on,Like my blood,Lying awake,In an endless sleep. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1350286/ You know when life seems like a pile of rubbish?You know when life owes no justice?You know when life seems a crime?You know when you cant find a rhyme?Well, damn all of those questions,Dont make any sugestions. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1349636/ Flowers bloom for days and nights,They wilt as the armies fight,Night and day live forever,Though these flowers have to stay together,Our gardens lay awake by day,Fighting for survival where they lay. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1349197/ I see the cloud spread across the sky,I watch for the bombs as they start to fly,The world starts to flake away,This world is beginning to decay,Like the skin of an ancient man,As I saw the cloud approaching, I ran.But soon I will die,So until then I will sit and cry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1349176/ Death rises from its flower laden grave,He sins for the pleasure he gave,He floats like a ghost,He loved me the most,I never said goodbye,Now my tears cry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1348912/ I lie awake,Forever asleep,I dream a lake,My dreams are deep,Riding on the ship of the night,My dreams ride through a tunnel of fears,Fighting my true loves fight,Eyes sodden with tears. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1348869/ Its said that in Hell, there is no escape, no freedom, no tranquillity. But is that not just life anyway? The only way to escape from life is to die... One man tried that:Donovan Travinski, a Russian jet pilot. As most people that are living know, the Devils Kiss brings death to anyone that experien.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1348564/ Roses are red,We are the dead,My blood is cold and blue,I owe that to you,You are as sweet as death itself,Now you are loosing health,A rose is like my blood,Its sweet and good,My blood is beautifully red,Unlike a rose as its dead,Black and shrivelled, a gothic tale,Your love for me will surely.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1348514/ Life is like my blood,Sloping sluggishly like mud,Red as fear,Like a body dropping from a pier,Blood dripping from corrupted lungs,Slowly from leechlike tongues,Slit throats from metal rungs,We all hear shots from guns,My blood drips to the ground,Where my body was found,Rain washed my blood aw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1342859/ "Damien! Who's that?" Kitty pointed to the window where the woman was watching."Get down!" Aiden noticed the woman first as she smashed through the window, her screams could be heard throughout the small cottage, dark hair streaming back, covering her pale face and dark eyes."DIEEEEEEE!" The wo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1335474/ Its a kangaroo,Here he jumps to you,Is little cub in his pouch,All he can do is slouch,Its fur all brown,As he bounses around the town,You think and pace,He hits you in the face,You get knocked down,You start to frown,In a hospital bed,A bandage af red,It feels like lead,You hit you head,Your p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1334878/ "Tra la la la la!" I heard a person shouting with joy.She died next to a boy.Her brother projectile vomited onto her,So a guy came in and said "Grrr"He wore a superman outfit,As his eyes exploded the fire was lit,As lasers came out of his eyes,The other girl fell on her arse and died,These thin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1334372/ I cut myself every minute,I shoot myself with a bullet,I took my guilt to the limit,The gap in my soul, only you can fill it.I hung myself with a rope,Now I cannot cope,I can only hope,And in the darkness I grope.My soul can't be a soul,Without you i cannot be whole,Now there is a hole,It is as blac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1332008/ There is beauty in your eyes,I hope it never dies,Murder in the death hole,As presumable as a dice roll,Suicide in my heart,We shall wait until we depart,Stay away demon, foul,You make me scream and howl,A slice in my wrist,Don't you love this,A cut on my throat,No need to gloat, Death is .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1331620/ not depressing, for a change! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1330681/ What did I say?I said hey!You didn't respond,My heart got thrown into a pond,I could feel on my lips, your breath,Only once in a world of death.You didn't reply,I told you not to lie!You only did,You only hid.You only have to accept,Its only once in a world of death.Its like im in a cardboard box,He.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1330199/ Happiness is the key!But what is my destiny?Is it in my soul?Is it dancing around a stripper pole?No, I don't think,Do you think you can force me to drink?No, that's the answer,I could be a dancer...But no,I don't think so,Is this nature?Is this rapture?No, no!This is my name, Kitty. V.Don't you dar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1330183/ Can't you hear,When the Devil comes near,It never goes wrong,It was the Devils sond,He sings it with grace,Though you can never see his face,He is beautiful in his own way,He can do what he may,His cloak trails behind him,As if he were the reaper, Grim,He reap and kills,Its where he gets his thrills.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1330113/ Rusty bars and chainmail suits, my knight in shining armour,His golden hair flows in waves, he's a real charmer,He rides on his horse, waving his goodbyes,His spirits as high as a buzzard flies,Thinking no worries,He was beautiful, throwing pennies,I caught them, and he smiled,His eyes shined, like .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1329744/ "Today will be a good day." Fiona was saying to her old friend. Tiger Lilly was big, furry, a dark orange colour with stripes of black. The tigress was friendly, passionate, beautiful. Fiona hugged the tiger and kissed her on the nose, a low growl escaped from Lilly's mouth. Fiona laughed,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1329648/ The sweet manicured grass was long and fragile in the cold winter months, caked with frost, the grass crunched under the sure footed girls feet. The girl had hollow blue eyes; dark blond hair; old clothing; and a death touch. It seemed that anybody that this girl had loved died, her family, her frie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1329634/ With staring eyes, the girl sat in the cushioned room. An asylum. The small dusty room had barely any space to move. Rocking back and forth, thinking of suicide and the death of her whole family. The girl awoke from her usual nightmares, screaming until her lungs burst. One of the walls to her cushi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1329310/ A long time ago,there was a village called Schlafzimmer, this small unknown village was inGermany, in this village there was an extremely pale boy with dark green eyesand a beautiful secret smile, he only showed this to one person. His short hairstuck up in all directions, as if he had never.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1329287/ story of vampires but a little different http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1329286/ She will die, As soon as the raven flies. She asks the question, To save her aggression, She will have to leave, To stop her killers eve. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1329260/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1329258/ I cant live anymore,The world is such a bore,Slitting my throat,This is what I wrote,Death has no meaning,The cuts and scabs are bleeding,Blood dripping to the floor,Why do we think about this great war?Old existence,I don't mean to criticize your resistance,The suicide plan,In the coexistence of ma.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1328996/ dedicated to a friend for life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1328957/ The blood red sky,Way up high,The surrounding mountains red,Making the country look dead,Life its self is like the night,Putting up its strenghthening fight,But later,The night will cater,The sun will replace the moon,Stars hope this happens soon,Again they will sleep,As the sun begins to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1328434/ When i saw the darkness,As I saw the likeness,I loooked into nothingness,I felt the rottedness,It creeped up on me,There was nothing I could see,My heart can never mend,This is the end. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1328429/ more death http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1328427/ Devils can cry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1327526/ Depressing love story in a poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1327469/ Burning death and depression. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1327467/ death and destruction roled up in a poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mevs/1326998/