http://slow.writerscafe.org/iobiageli The original writings of author iobiageli en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776010178 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 11:39pm, Sitting, as the sweet smellof rain pours in through my living roomThe fan on high blowingwhile my lover sleeps in the bedroomMy restless mind racing Active as the blazing windsbanging against my windowTaking me to places as farback as 2009Reading messages hid.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iobiageli/1611881/ Sometimes it feels as if I have a double life;One part of me is happy. With the man of my dreams,Getting my ducks in a row,Building the life I've always wanted.The other part is sad and lonely;Hurting in so much pain,Deep corrosive pain.So many wrongs have been done,Replaying like deja vu.I'm w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iobiageli/1594500/ Dear cousins, It is a blessing to find the dream of many,The hopes of millions,The yearning of countless.Treasure it and own it.Embrace it because you deserve it.For every single soul that exists has earned a chance at the happiness true love brings.Does it feel like the spring gushing fro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iobiageli/1594496/ You might ask, “Why are most of her pieces sad?”Perhaps she lives a miserable life,Maybe she is depressed,Maybe she is a pessimist, nothing positive alludes her eyes. Such misconceptions;Presumptions are but the story of my life.The patience and open.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iobiageli/1575724/ It sprung years ago, blossoming radiantly ever since,But like everything else in this world, we got caught up in the hustles of our own life,Neglecting the pureness of it's true essence.With the other factors that have come into playWe realize,We truly are lost,The impending fear of fading as fast a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iobiageli/1556063/ I love you. I love you for my life depends on it,I love you to the moon and back,I love you for you are the oxygen that I breathe,I love you unconditionally,I love you, and nothing you can do will change it.Teach me to be the woman you so desire,Help me be the open book your heart delves to rea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iobiageli/1530038/ On my way to catch the 4.30pm bus today,I walked down York towards Richmond.The Sun was absolutely phenomenal, glaring radiantly in the light blue skies amidst the isles of skyscrapersI thought to myself… Tres Magnifique!… as I walked past the RBC.Then a voice, a plea from beneath.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iobiageli/1512998/ In the gallows of my spiritIn the shadows of untruthI see a light that shines as bright, as hard as sharp through lifeI understand the meaning of the thoughts that pass through my mindYet as uncertain as I am, I seclude myself to my ignoranceI am again still bitten and brought effortlessly back to t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iobiageli/1511714/ The wind blowing through my hair,The warm breeze blowing from beneath meClear skies, heavenly clouds As the yellow-she burns through my skinThe warmth, the heat,Yes April, complete me.For I cannot help but be seduced by you sweet romancesSuch like when he pushes me hard against the wallStroking.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iobiageli/1511670/ Like a piece of glass, Cutting through my heartSqueezing my throatCompressing my lungsI can feel the pressureGrowing stronger and tighterIt’s uncomfortable, The vexation,The anxiety, It’s intolerable.Your lips, now like a venomous poisonListening to those words of yoursSounding.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iobiageli/1503923/ This is a letter to a lover, the endearing nickname "dimmu", meaning my husband in my native language (Ibo, Nigeria). "I fu nanya'm shi'nne" means "I love you so very much" in the same language. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iobiageli/1503921/