http://slow.writerscafe.org/AbstractAttract The original writings of author OtherWorldWoman en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1778645979 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 after many days and nights of suffering of false visions and faded memories THEY ARE GONEone, he passed into ashone, he became a stoneone, she remained a body buried to decaybut none of them are here any longertheir age ate away at themlike the river eats its shoreand one day nothing nothing empty a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/2091375/ here, nowthe feeling I pursue is absent in the existing worldat easeencapsulated by sound waves with as little meaning as one desiresthose that ‘own’ me, for today, do notit’s subjectivetormentedentombed in a forced path taken day by dayI see the projection of myself walking these .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/2091374/ life sits side by side with death:each moment another stolen breathold bones lie betwixt the weedsslowly degrading, fertilizing seedseven here joy can existwhere once was, now is missedfor though the loss brings us strifedeath is what gives way to life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/2027818/ I am a machine, toiling, a cog,a gear turning.They own me.And I cower under their thumb.Really, I am worth nothing.A body to replace a body,hands to replace hands.My passion isa splash of colour, lostin the darkness.But, I am defective.They force feed us hourswith the enticing promise of pay,The res.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/2025616/ I chase the frayed edges of the world,shouting out to him from all those miles ahead.Begging him to take my hand.There are secrets in the stars that he has never felt the desire to pursue,My heart cries out for him to see the glorious layers of the lives we live,But he is miles behind me and content.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/1345313/ Say goodbye to our entangled armsThey were never lasting as it wasWith grinning teeth and hidden tearsOur intersection endsI will fly to JupiterWhen I can't follow you On your journey through the starsThose moments play through my swollen mindLike old films whose lustre never seems to dieWe were sub.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/926110/ Follow me into the depths of this dimly lit caveas we feel around the damp stony walls for finger holds and hidden cragsPut an end to those distant tearstrickling down the face of your souland let us fade away into fields ofthornless blue rosesresting on a bed of clouds http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/888960/ Toxic jacket seeps into toxic skinAlone and paranoidButEverything is okayeverything is okayIssues are so irrelevantWhy does it matter?Why does it have to hurt?I'm dyingfor this happiness and to knowthat it isn't as bad as it seemsI'm not desperateI'm just looking for something moreThis world is so b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/846074/ Back and forth, we slideYour sword slices and healingWith a teeter-totter effectDizzy, the life around me spinsSomehow managing to stay standingI die, and I riseBut no longer do I feelLike more than an animated doll http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/839194/ Foaming at the brain, we yellwe shout at the top of our lungsTrying to be understoodknowing our frustrations have nothing to dowith the man standing in line with a furrowed brownothing to do with the morning traffic delaynothing to do, and yeteverything to dowe die everyday, sleepily in our beds and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/838920/ Why are there no feelingswhere others feel?Just like a paper dollglued to a filming reel...I stand here painting littlepretty liesLittle pretty liesThey make up my worldThey make up my lifeSmiling faces, facesLooking down on my tender frameI am a left-behindI have not been tamedAn immortal suffering.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/817056/ "I like you" "I have a huge crush on you" "I am in love with you" "I am falling for you" These things...that we say, are the things we mistake for love before werealize what love feels like for real. That little sensation, the butterflies in your stomach, the tingles of happiness...In the past, I ne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/817001/ Unfinished, but I thought I would put it up so I will be motivated to finish it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/810952/ This is another attempt at writing lyrics. I used the structure of one of my favourite songs to help me build a base. I am not happy with it, but I decided to put it up. I need honest criticism. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/799059/ Nothing ever changesThe dawn settles cool and new,But the anguish remains fiery hotEven as the day, so pureTurns through its cyclesand spins into dusk, unto the setting sunA smile and no pain is all I askNo pain wrenching in my soiled gutOutside, stepping softlyI can stare up at the moonaround midni.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/796390/ I try to be positive as much as possible, but there are always going to be things about this world that I cannot stand. I do not understand the ways of thinking of people who must keep two feet planted firmly on the ground at all times. I do not understand why people-- and for the time being, this d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/793277/ I wonder how this sounds to someone who isn't strung out on pain medication (T3s). http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/793057/ I am new at song writing. I know it is not the greatest, but I was feeling emotional and I decided to try, because music is my passion despite my inexperience. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/792178/ Love. This word, love?It cracks me in the facewith every corner I turnand then it withdraws.Never does it settle,but like a ladybug it drifts dynamicallyon and off of my cheek.A gentle love I seekthe sensation, buzzing and numbcertainty, peace.It kissed my mind in one placethe imprint lingerslike th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/788912/ Tick. Tick. Tick.Recorded and throbbing.Measured like a dying heartbeat.This thing, so occult With or without itwe would continue onliving as we always had.Freely, no chains on Father Time.No chains--spinning us into miseryas we pull out our hairscurrying, tripping over our own peaceTick. Tick. Tick.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/781702/ The walls are melting awayInto the overpowering waves of dayBlackened paint is sliding to the floorIts seeping beneath my doorIn threat to suffocate us underneath my coversAs I sleep beside my loverPeacefully http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/780089/ Voices, tender and callousin silence, shoutingThese people of the worldThe ones that Ishamefully discriminateLurking in my eyesan evilIt fills me with fearself-hatred, stupefactionAn imposterand a shred of my beingwho has always beenThis is not child's playIn such youththis matter was clusteredInto .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/780049/ There have been timesin this worldWhenI have taken possessionof foreign historiesunknowinglySmall imprints struck heavyThis era is soiled and sadThough there is a certainunsullied delightin seeking outits candorish, sterling qualitiesCurling out from musty nooksin the most recondite of regionsThe ex.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/779994/ I dedicate this poem to a friend lost among the shadows of his own discontentment. Please, let him find himself in a good place once again. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/777425/ A memoryis likea salted caramelTears for lossdo not abandonPleasant nostalgiadoes not desertLike a dusky cloudwhen the darkness swallows its colourand you are alonewith an aftertasteof beauty and despair http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/777407/ The dusty twilit skysettlesunder a glimmering crescent moonsoftly kissing the lips of shadowed starsa perfect standstill portraita nighttime canvasa black raven sprung out of darknessfrom the black veil of duskglides past an emptyfield of grasspast the silent lovemakingcaught dead within the city tr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/776791/ The cordis a tailto the chairIt strings our voicesinto the wallsShadows scream inin twisted shapesThey echoThey echosilent pleasA silencethat shakesourrealitylooseEverything is meltinginto    scarlet glueThe carpetunyieldingto infinitesimal flamesBedrock.Whispers givennone receivedAlo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/774517/ Sanguinous soaked handsspattered with juicesof my own heedless desireto dieA heaviness in the air binding my heart to theEarthsoftens slowlyMy old breath easesand faltersa fresh wave of existenceas my body dropslike tattered laundry on the floorThe weakness in my arms, legs, bonesdissolves like suga.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/769105/ I knowI am notThe prettiest girl at the ballHoweverWhen your auraWanders closeA piece of meBegins to dance, insideThough my wordsMay not beNimble or fluidThough my legsDo notCarry me swiftlyMy heart Is graceful and patientI know youVery welland yetI wonder still,Who you are...Waltzing Into this somb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/767555/ An orange glow eruptsfrom behind the mountainous horizonCloud streaks painted across the skylike the canvas of an artist, lostHeavy scent of strong indian spicebrieflyas the tickertape strung acrossthe airy ceiling of an auto lotwave with the windRocky ink-blotted glacierssink into hazy tints of war.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/737175/ I  am not yet prepared to surrender myselfA smile on the dialof another machine Draws my sinews to waverThreatens them to snap...Leaving me lifeless and aloneCold and breathless deathof wordsEmpty oxygen tankAn odour of methAll that is leftA smile on the dialof another machineIts brighter and m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/737174/ I sit in the darknessand waitfor time to stopAs it goes onI wonder how to followMy heartWas not made Of the same materialsMy soul was not meantTo live in such a timeAnd my spiritlacks the strengthTo wadeThrough the watersof this constipated lifeI wander outInto the lightInto the dayThe fall of sunan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/715385/ Blood bubbles between my teethAnd curdles beneath my tongueIt boils away the anger you gaveIts scarlet fumes inside my lungsYour hatred takes me hostageSword to my sideNothing helps me more, my friend Than threatening me to dieHow many times have you smashedThe now sallow face of my soulDestroying t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/714242/ How long has it been?Since I have really felt aliveWhat happened?To make me forgetAs time passed byThe days have turnedFrom bright to blackAs I sit in social lackIs it really that hard to smileOr embrace me in your armsHave things really changedSo muchWith the soundof this silent alarm... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/714237/ With one wordMy heart has snappedIn twoIn one careless gesturemy grin fell to the groundMy laugh dissapated Fading out into the open airThe echo and beatYour words knocking on my eardrumThough not spokenRather typedThey still echoAs if they weren'tAnd faint memories fallFaint memories fallGlowing in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/714234/ EditSome TheoriesDo you live inside your soul after your body dies? The soul itself perceives no limitations. When the body is a part of the equation, it becomes a physical limitation. Other than that, the mind creates to be true whatever it is told to believe. So, maybe if the m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/697845/ Wind-blown hair, strewn west of the lighthouseMoonlight caught waves, sunlit clouds cast offGazes over timeless day and nightUnmoving is the nature of soil, into it I seepAway from it, I sleepHere is an ever-wakeful dreamSeek no answersThe place we are alone, in our mindsDistant edges of closer corn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/697844/ Why do we lay colourless tablets over the vibrant and natural earth? Extracting the beauty and overlaying it with hateful things we've made... Killing the life and replacing it with semi-permanent ugly objects that take meaning from our lives? Do humans have a lust for self-torture or.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/697843/ The air is stubbornand sleepingMy body is a carcass on the floorCells scream loud to stay aliveSkin deterioratesFlesh peeling down to boneHair stringy, loose inside its poresI'm falling apartI'm fallingThere's none of me left to hateThere's no stranger on the sidelines Longing to be lovedNo breath i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/687664/ SilhouetteAgainst the pull of atomsFatal beautiful flaws in theVibrations of your voiceAnd in theHint of a smirkA hidden twinkle in your eyeThe one of twoIn which will never beBeforeAndBeyond the graveThe ones to loveTo be and notForever never after and againInside my mindWithin my soulFly awayThe s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/684760/ The air is cooland jaggedthe surface is abovewhere we can breathewe are submissiveto the emotions we feelthe undergroundrailroadoverflows with the oneswe dare not approachravenous in their angerin their joy towards painful inflictioncurious in their extrinsicways in relationto our zaftig selvesThe c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/677174/ This is not a poem, but rather a collection of my own thoughts. This is an attempt at throwing some philosophical ideas out there and getting to know what other people think about those ideas. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/673630/ I see myselfI'm not aliveMy breath is goneBut I'm still hereI watch myself SuffocateBeneath the sandThat buries meSo deepSo deepI watch myselfBefore my deathA darkened roomWith candle lightMangled flesh, goes up in smokeThe burning pain is my desireMy desireFifty tabs of ecstasyLay scattered on the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/671317/ I am a cashier at PriceSmart Foods, and I wrote this while monitoring customers on self-serve tills. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/670043/ I feel every scarOf the trained deliveranceradiating from your heartHow many daggershave you thrown yourself upon?As the sky swallows the oceans of the earthThrough satan's fulminating rageWe stand banded by aversionto the end of our serenity Rise upBloody palms to solarisArrows of fireRain dow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/666493/ WarmthIn theory does not result in numbnessWe are the exceptionThe embracing glow of red and goldHas turned as arrowheadsPiercing, paralyzing the one it had pleased The world says to me"I am not built upon the scorch of fire,Nor the beauty of the rain"No sides does this random life takeLove far.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/666105/ Metallic Scrapes from the Depths of Hell Does a soul rot awayset too long in abyss?Sleeping, half-awakeIn the deepest watersof a never-ending well... Did we creatures live once?Or were we always here?My mind tells me memoriesI'd like not to hear My lips committed murderTearing flesh f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/661160/ Will you ever see the anagrambeneath my mellow gazefrom across the room?Decode my half-torn smileas I step out into the open airaway from you?Clinging to the lingeringsof the image of your facebefore you closed the door...That one grin I failed to readThe things we wish we had doneBefore we said goo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/657266/ You talk your words of worriesEmbrace me with your straight-jacket hugsDeceivingly to youIt isn't a comfortInsanity is not our concludeI beg of youStop being my asylumI only wish to wanderTo the edge of the world and backI promiseIt'll only take a lifetimeMeet me where the sea beginsWhere the salt w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/657208/ The path is dark with dayA part of me yearns to run--far away  The shadows remind me I'm humanStuck inside the concrete blocks beneath my feetI want to call out for helpI want to scream to the emptiness My words are locked away inside a boxBelow a beac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbstractAttract/646813/