http://slow.writerscafe.org/Fallenarchangelz The original writings of author (*Fallenarchanglez*) en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776100446 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 SHORT constraint poem from Creative Writing class. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1749055/ This is the vibe I got off of the song by P!atD's new album. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1711004/ And I saw himStanding there aloneILike an innocent doeIWas the one who saidHelloLittle did I ever knowHe liked the solitudein DarknessAnd he cared for me notI reached outWishing him the lightHe accepted,pulling me into DarknessHere and now I amin DarknessA knife in my backMy heart in piecesMy wrists.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1677479/ Death.What waits for usWhat lurks in the darknessWhat do we really fear?Death.A cover storyWe hide from truthLike ants from waterWhat do we really hide from?Death.AngelsDo they existAre they what we really hide from?Death.DemonsDo they existAre they what we really hide from?Death.MonstersDo they exi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1677409/ Truth,Version 1,Version 2,Mine,Yours,Truth?Truth.Broken hearts,Cut wrists,Tear-stained eyes,Withdrawal,Truth.Truth. Blissful ignorance,Naivety,No regrets,Bravery,Truth.Truth be told,Nobody wants it,Yet they ask for it.Pain and gain,No,Pain and loss.The vastness of what we know,What we don’t,Wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1677325/ Awake, a fresh breath of air. What had happened? The fallen angel sits up and looks around, shivering. She was on top of a cliff, in a silk slip, similar to the one she had been wearing when the demonic lady had shot her through the heart in front of those poor young souls. . . Were they safe? Her h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1676925/ She wakes up, her body covered in a sheet of moss, clothes of a different era on her. Why was she in a simple tan cotton dress? Just what the hell happened? Laughing, a girl’s laughter. The fallen angel closes her eyes and takes a breath, the blanket of moss trapping her exhale. The girl&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1676924/ Trees, the trees are numerous. The light falls down, not golden, but green. The leaves soak up the sun and create a surreal scenery, the cool air brushing against the dark luscious bark of the red iron bark trees.The soft plumage under her feet as she step. barefoot over the fallen leaves, wines, di.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1676917/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1676916/ In my Creative Writing class, we were told to make a love story. This is what I came up with. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1655159/ In biology class I was given the challenge to create a poem out of the word paclitaxel, a chemotherapy drug... I was shown how to be a better writer by this challenge. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1654646/ Define Life.Long or short?Big or small?Heavy or light?Before or After Death?Define Beauty.To me or to you?Male or female?Black or white?In life or death?Define Fear.Mine or yours?Light or heavy?Known or unknown?Forever or temporary?Define Death.Plant or animal?Christian or Buddhist?Pagan or atheist?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1604397/ Flash Fiction, created in Honors English Literature class, thanks to my wonderful teacher! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1496714/ “Lies,Lies,LIES!”“I’m innocent,I’m Innocent,I’M INNOCENT!“Question the Tamer,Question the staff,I didn’t do it!”The pigs with badges,Sitting around talking,Bags of candied popcorn in hand.Talking,Gossiping,Bragging,Boasting.Metal cuffs,Rubbing Wr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1492971/ She never will forgive--or forget. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1484067/ The dream of a child,Broken,Shattered,Thrown away.Disregard for the innocent,Disregard for the naïve,Disregard for the heart,Only regard for the broken.Her heart is torn:Help the innocent,Hide who she is,Hide the true her.Her heart is torn:Help the broken,Play the dark games,Break the innocent... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1484064/ Who Was It?Who Did It?With A Candlestick?With A Revolver?Was It Silent?Was It Loud?Was It In A Fit of Rage?A chantFrom the Faces of Plastic,Now called outBy the pigs with badgesAnswer me:A question,A riddle.Solve meThis case!“Who Did It?Who did it?WHO DID IT?”“I DON’T KNOW!&r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1484033/ The second part... btw, there is a reference to the game Clue... if you can catch it... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1479354/ Third row from the top.Confusion.In the noise,In the smells,In the blinding lights.A tiger tamer,Her leather whip snapping.Roars of pain from the creatureCheers from the faces of plastic,Ears of Wax,And Eyes of Glass.Like a sea,Surrounding you.High above the tamer,A petite blonde trapeze artist.Her .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1478281/ The beat,Steady,Changing,Loud,Soft,The heartbeat of the masterpiece,A perfect image,Ever changing,Everlast ing.The Lyrics,Divine,Mundane,Comical,Solemn,Significant,Empty,Powerful,Weak,The breath of this perfect imperfection,The life of a perfect image,Embodiment of the Earth’s soul,A whisper o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1447482/ A short story, not very descriptive, but I hope you like it! I'm always open to CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, so please comment! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1427312/                  “He disappeared a few weeks ago.I’ve been taking over control.” I choke down a sob as his hand touches mine. Ipull away and start at a heightened pace towards the entrance as if.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1340249/ Post apocalyptic scenery. Demons are real. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1339838/ Post apocalyptic scenery. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fallenarchangelz/1339836/