http://slow.writerscafe.org/mauveblot The original writings of author Mirra en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776054615 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Everything begins withSweets, chocolates and heartsLove suffocates the air as we breathePoisoning us with venomed tusks.Love was born in the realm of heavenDescended to hell, it cameSprouting in the eyes of menWhere a romance lit with a flame.It has been cursed a million timesWith the tears and ripp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1428772/ I hated wind that comes with rainBut today it is the only thing I craveBlack dress and hat, I stoodPaid a visit to my love at his tomb.The air played the flute to the skyA dull music to my ear.Lured my tears to rain down from the eyesThe cold gale wiped it.I know he's here by my side.I want to hug h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1428765/ And as the moon abandoned the sky,Darkness swept the light.What was a town of noise and buzz,Now a roaring silence blast.I sipped as the sweet aroma suffocated the air,Waited and lingered long on this chair.Lost in words, looking for anything to share,In love with how the pen dance with flair.Failed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1424314/ He bleedsConveying wordsClaiming the canvasAs if it were his soul.He inksDarkness conquer the sheetStories wovenBehind every piece.He pensLetters drowned in bloodHands soaked in ashesMind shedding poetry.He is a star beneath the sea,A shadow flickering in the dark,And tomorrow he willShine and light.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1418164/ I seek tranquility -Amidst the battle on Earth,And I caught theresplendent cerise tree.Standing at the heart ofthe wintry snow.Flushed the soul of the coldnihility.The wind passing beneath each leaves,turning to music, chiming -Cloaking the scenic abode.The wind blew hard,Shedding each rosy leaves,d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1367606/ Sa mundong ating tinitirhanHustisya kaya'y napapansin pa?Kung sa mga taga-silbi't protekta ng taong bayanHatol sa bawat krimen ay barya?Pagmasdan at magmasid sa iyong kinatatayuanSabihin sakin kung may silbi pa ang mga mata.Mga tunay na kriminal ang bahay ay dapat kulunganSa daan naghahari't naghaha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1364330/ Not a letter comesin mindnor a story to share.No flash of ideasto write.I want to conquerthe paper with myimaginations.I want to shout something -anything with mymighty pen.I want to paint life onthe dull leaves.I want to draw smileson each deadpansand quench the itchinghands of a poet.Out of wordsO.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1362929/ Soft chilly mists crawledup the stairs,Creaking, screeching is heardFlitting from step to stepFogs walked in as the door opened.Burning eyes shed blood.There, I saw him screwing another.Flame raged in me,Wailing cry filled the room.It stopped - words echoed:"Earth to earth -You gored me with love,Yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1362331/  Just another perfect dreamlike a glass beneath the rainBlurry, no clarity - -Yet the feeling was so real.Your touch which run my armsto my hands - you held.Your sweet flying kissestravels the air swiftly landedon my crimson cheeks.Your scent, like the smell of thepuffy clouds I cuddle upon at .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1362087/ A dream I've been wishing to come trueA dream of escaping this endless blue.A dream felt even if I'm fully awakeA dream I've been living each day.A dream pinching with excruciating painA dream, no, a reality I can't believe happening.A dream that has stayed in my life for yearsA dream that's full of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1360906/ Walk on the smooth, straight road.Showered with a sunlit day,Where haze of colors reign the sky,Where zephyr sweetly kissesyour rosy cheeks,Where earth comforts your feet.Where animals play, trees dance,flowers bloom - naturesings one melodious tune.Where there's no faces of blue... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1343435/ As you know I live in an island. It's believe to be occupied by terrorists. Well surprise! That's so NOT true. I wrote this poem when I heard another misconception about us. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1340853/ Broken to pieces. Why do I love him? No one knows. Sometimes you don't need a reason to fall in love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1340564/ Experiencing it right now. I love somebody else but my parents want another guy for me, who is actually a total stranger to me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1340482/ I wrote this a long time ago. When I experienced love and heartbreak in high school. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1339905/ Your every single dropcleanses, purifies and soaksme in the deepestpit of chalice -my soul, my very being.Pour down, down withthe frosty wind.Pour down and wash awaythis daub of sins.For I erred,I erred to the divinity,to my fellow kin,to nature,to everything.Stream .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1339654/ I watched this koreanovella and I was moved to tears at a scene where the guy died but his spirits wandered and saw the girl mourning for his dead body. I made my own version of it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1339258/ A poem I wrote for my friend who is going through a lot right now. Don't give up and fight :-D http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1339163/ I saw him. Our eyes awkwardly met. This guy's my best friend, we usually would smile and stick to each other at school but we didn't. We're total strangers now since the day he told me everything. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1338573/ I wrote this when my best friend confessed his feelings towards me. That feeling when you want to give him a chance but you just can't because you will leave someone behind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1338166/ Inspired by Smiles of A Broken Heart by Quil. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1338145/ Through the chilly hours of darknessI sat and waited in forlornWhy, as of old one does not linger long in the forest.You'd come home early, that you have sworn.   Misty fog filled the airBut I still sat hoping to hear your heavy strideThe thought of you leaving me, that .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mauveblot/1338123/