http://slow.writerscafe.org/kijit The original writings of author kij143 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033692 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  And here I lay my breaths shaky and quickAnd of all the wants, it makes me sick.To hear you say another’s name,While my thoughts are chocked, I cry in shame.To taste a drop of liquid rushAnd the blood burning through my veins, I blushI lust for water, for I can no longer cr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kijit/678650/ The sweetest of dreams linger much longer,than the thoughts in my head, which fail to be stronger.As it falters, it fades, and slowly slips away...but the dreams I dare dream, forever will stay. And yet continue to smolder, till the heat causes pain.And yet..the cold I can't bear, s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kijit/676137/ Bursting with color, tasting the heat;a rippling effect, which is never discreet.Plunging in depth, twisting the mind,creativity is the key; the hole you must find. To open a world, beautiful and lushintricate and lavish, opulence is flush.A world rich and deep in the heartone y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kijit/673407/ A friend asked me to write a poem about a purple flower...here's the result(: http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kijit/638424/ Inspired by The Hunger Games trilogy, dont worry no spoilers. I focused on the theme, as opposed to the story line. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kijit/636076/ This is not based off of an actual event, it was inspired by "I Love the Way you Lie" By Eminem, and Rhiannah. It's pretty dark, but I was trying to capture simple, but heavy emotion. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kijit/631139/ This was an essay I wrote for english class, about something that changed me over the summer. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kijit/630698/ One Day is a short story, I was trying to practice using descriptive language, and it turned into something(: http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kijit/630694/ Velvet touch and scarlet red,alive and well, yet somehow dead.Here you lie far away sheltered by the dark,With everything you'd ever need, but denying such a spark.For a spark would set an explosion, to people who live in lack of light.People who could never see, and thus could never fight.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kijit/598689/ The moonlight is shining blue rays over the moor.the shadows are dancing across the walls and the floors.I sneak out, and under the stars here I lay.Brilliant they may be, but alone there they stay.I get up and run, and hide from the stars.Sound provokes this night; I run from the pain, fr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kijit/573018/ This poem was inspired by Robert Frosts "asking for roses" this isnt my best poem...but its cute, and I had fun writing it(: http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kijit/569799/