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			<title>brand new </title>
			<description>I will love you, until our heart beats' are synonymous. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1929948/</link>
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			<title>tired of love</title>
			<description>honesty in it's complete form,this love has washed me away with the waves,in it's task to keep me torn.I cannot seem to put such a book on the shelf,or clothes on the rack,for at one time I felt that you loved me back.and it is fine if you didn't,I mean, after all it helped me grow,it displayed to m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1783609/</link>
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			<title>Den</title>
			<description>You're not allowed inside,If you can not stand the..pressure.I want to tell you,to not be afraid,though I do not think,that I can..assist you.Who are you,when you are in the house all alone,fresh from the running water, naked,singing along with your..favorite song?That's who I wan't to know.&amp;nbsp;I'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1722938/</link>
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			<title>Wide Open</title>
			<description>You left me wide open.Grasping to breathe your air.Secretly hating you while seeking your coverage.Since you said you wouldn't, and still left me bare.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1700959/</link>
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			<title>Lonely Girl</title>
			<description>Spring.She just wants to bloom like the flowers.Desire to pop with colors.Bring life to the trees.Provide nectar for the bumble bees.However,She just gets swatted away like the&amp;nbsp;mosquitoes.And the clouds always hover before her stars.No one ever goes to see her fireworks on&amp;nbsp;Independence&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1699934/</link>
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			<title>mu$e</title>
			<description>No love, for humans at least.You just want to go on tours and drug feast.Wanting for me to show you the feelings that you can't feel.Don't like talking during sex, don't look deep into eyes,Just close your eyes to get the full feel.Versatile.From rock bands, to pop groups, rap artists, all styles.Th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1699883/</link>
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			<title>Trip </title>
			<description>Christmas DayI've had the urge to LSD trip since 11th grade.My dream finally became reality 2015 Christmas Day.Don't judge me for the things you're about to read.If you were in the same boat, you probably would have done the same things.Around 6:45 the LSD tabs were on our tongues.1 tab a piece, 175..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1698877/</link>
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			<title>Mornings Like This</title>
			<description>Awake to Wiz Khalifa's voice.Would love to roll a joint.Allow my mind to float freely.I just want to feel free.Old days where I would roll up some OG Kush or Purple Haze.Find myself walking to the park, looking at the streets through a daze.Mornings like this is all the mornings I seek.The herb help..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1698873/</link>
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			<title>Alone</title>
			<description>Nov. 27 20159:18 AMDo you feel the same that you did two days ago? If so, why do I feel so alone?I don't feel the love anymore. Do you love me anymore?It took a while for you to get me where you wanted.But, is that all you wanted? To get me where you wanted?Should I go back to where I started? Alone..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1698871/</link>
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			<title>The Drift</title>
			<description>Drifting, like none other.Thought that, we were perfect for one another.Used to couldn't bear to be apart,now we're nothing but distant lovers.You love me, you say.You'll never leave, you say.However, this is the second day I'm waking up alone,will this start to be everyday?Do I need to engulf in my..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1698870/</link>
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			<title>Why Stay?</title>
			<description>You've become something more to me,something more than green grass,clear glass,pretty smiles,dressed with style,you've become something much more great.To me, you mean more to me,than almost anything.You are now the center of my life,where my mind, body, soul, heart, resides.Something like a passion..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1665933/</link>
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			<title>Essence</title>
			<description>Essence.When you think of Essence, what do you picture?When I think of Essence I visualize a sour but sweet picture.A young, yellow, girl who likes to take pictures.Strong minded with a destine to read minds,so she takes psychology.Named Essence but doesn't haven't it all figured out in Essence, ana..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1655309/</link>
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			<title>Love songs and poems</title>
			<description>You've probably grown sick,tired,and bored..of these love songs,and poems..but what else am I to write..when this love feels so right?As if the universe made us two,you just for I,me just for you.Together,we can't get enough..making me smile,and blush.See, I look into your eyes and see us..I'm here ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1644302/</link>
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			<title>Stressed</title>
			<description>Allow me to rage on..This business they put us in..Is bringing the stress on.I can't think straight..Or eat right..Or laugh at all.Most times I want to quit..However, I want to make it so badly..They do this to us purposely..Why do they hate us?Why are they so demanding?Why are we forced to learn th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1642695/</link>
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			<title>September 23, 2015</title>
			<description>Josh, my brother, asked me to go to the mall with him today.I usually don't like to go to the mall. Too many people.. Too much going on around me for me to handle.But, this morning when he asked I didn't get that throat clogging, mind spinning feeling that I would get.Just thinking of being surround..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1638367/</link>
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			<title>Drunken Thoughts</title>
			<description>When I wake in the morning..With no memory of tonight's events..Should I take that in a negative light or positive?Because, yes..I would like to forget..Forget that I fell down in the middle of the street..Caused a bar fight..Made my lover so mad that he stormed out in the night..But, for..If I can'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1630459/</link>
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			<title>September 11, 2015</title>
			<description>&quot;I had nothing to do with 9/11,I've never even heard of an Osama Bin Laden before then,I'm just as hurt as the other American residents,I lost an uncle, brother and sister in 9/11's incident,Understand that just because I'm Muslim doesn't mean that I make bombs and like to destroy things...&quot;and the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1629828/</link>
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			<title>Hey there Kyle</title>
			<description>Hey there Kyle..I like your dimples when you smile..And how it's so easy for you to make people laugh..The sense of style that you possess..Never understood your past..However, it's gotten you far and that alone makes me glad..Your vines still brighten my gloomy days..A day out with you would be a p..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1609393/</link>
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			<title>Not My Mother</title>
			<description>When you're bullied before you're in middle school..And you're afraid to leave females around your significant other before high school..And they're always talking about you to their friends before the girls in school..Trust issues are beginning to form before you've even began to trust a guy at sch..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1606399/</link>
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			<title>&quot;You're so kind.&quot;</title>
			<description>The smiles..The small talk..The &quot;Thank you&quot;s..&quot;Please&quot;sAnd &quot;Your'e welcome&quot;s..The genuine gestures..The politeness in my voice..When I would speak to you, I'd never forget..When you were so angry..Raged even..And I kept my cool..Kept my voice leveled, even..When you yelled I spoke quieter..And were ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1600200/</link>
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			<title>Disappointment</title>
			<description>When you knock..I won't be there to answer..And I'm not sorry to say that I'm not sorry..But you just don't exist to me any more..You can't hang hopes, dreams, fear over me..Not any more at least..I allowed you to destroy many things..The time has come for a plot twist..I now realized how I want to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1600174/</link>
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			<title>Mistake</title>
			<description>You know when you write out a text and before you press send you delete it all..Trying to convince yourself that you didn't mean it all..That all of the truth in those words, glad that you didn't speak it because then you'd have to take back it all..So you erase it all..Telling yourself &quot;It was a mi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1598972/</link>
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			<title>Countdown</title>
			<description>There's nothing left for me here..I desire to be nowhere near..I lost my love here..Maybe I'll find a new love elsewhere..When you're living in a big city with much excitement..But you don't want to go out..Or hang with friends..Or see shows..And do crazy things..It feels much smaller..And tends to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1598659/</link>
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			<title>Last Night</title>
			<description>Last night we got high and went to a show..Jumped around like we were all hyped on dope..But it was nice fun for sure..Woke up wanting to have fun some more..All positivity radiating through the room..After party in an abandoned motel room..People here on coke, xanax, weed, and all kinds of drinks....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1598343/</link>
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			<title>First Love</title>
			<description>They say your first love just can't be your first love..Cause in all actuality, at that age, you can't even spell love..And if it's only platonic, you've never felt love..And if you don't fight, break up and make up, it's not real love..You're in your mid thirties, married, with children and you're ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1598326/</link>
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			<title>Inconsistency</title>
			<description>You pronounce &quot;I love you&quot; with such meaning in your vocals..And you do anything for me, it's hard not to notice..It's quite dangerous..I attempt to treat you less than well..So that you'll understand that I mean well..I truly do..However, I've been wounded too..I've begged you not to fall for me..I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1594319/</link>
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			<title>Sharing</title>
			<description>Share a coke with me..Share coke with me..Sniff lines with me..Drop acid with me..Share a joint with me..Hold the bong for me..Pop a bar with me..Crack a beer for me..Share codeine..promethazine..amphetamine..adderalll..percocet..Do drugs with me..Smoke with me..Get high with me..then share your tim..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1594309/</link>
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			<title>Blue eyes</title>
			<description>Those soft blue eyes..Clasping fallacious verity..Flawed innocence and purity..Your lying blue eyes..Could never be true..Shallow and askew..I see right through you..Using your light blue eyes..To facade life..A shield you secrete behind..Desiring for blind..Remember only cowards hide..Reveal your c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1590876/</link>
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			<title>Flow</title>
			<description>Surfboard ride..Comes along tide..From which you can't hide..It's not a monster under the bed..Nor an imagination figment..More like a storm or when it snows..How it's hot in summer and winters are cold..An occurrence being natural..The sea's waves..Refuse any tame..If you didn't now you know..That ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1590423/</link>
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			<title>4th of July</title>
			<description>Sparks in the sky..Bursting in colors..Taking me high..Amusing I..With your sounds..Never failing to amaze I..Flamed high..Tickling my nose..Burning in the sky..Naturally we ignite, and I..The sensation of your touch..Never allowing the fire to die, and I..Love how we would touch the sky..With your ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1589197/</link>
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			<title>Cloud 19</title>
			<description>I would smile..Thinking of how you made me feel..Able to relate..To the lyrics played..From &amp;nbsp;the Cloud 19 Mixtape..You used to be my escape..Just the thought of you was a getaway..I cherished you..Moments together, I couldn't wait..Days at the park just being a compact taste..Of our forever onl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1589186/</link>
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			<title>Ticking Time Bomb</title>
			<description>Always on the verge..Everything's working a nerve..Daring someone to speak out of line..Growing more and more impatient like I'm standing in a forever-ending line..The things I'd usually smile at gets me down..The people I'd normally spend time with, I wish to not be around..Music that would comfort..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1589179/</link>
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			<title>Selfish</title>
			<description>I forgive you and all of your ways..I'll try hard to forget..The days..Where, to me, you showed no compassion..No love..No emotion or feeling..Other than spite and hate..I will keep in my memory..Locked away with the key wading..The times you've shared your laugh with me..Where we'd watch movies..Sp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1589070/</link>
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			<title>Cravings</title>
			<description>Craving you..Like a mid-summer's day..On a ice cold, winter's evening..Craving your touch..As a female would chocolate..While menstruating..I crave the edge of your voice..When you're sleepy..Or have just waken up..And a &quot;I miss you..I know I messed up&quot;..If you could admit it to me..Just this once....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1589063/</link>
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			<title>Fantasy</title>
			<description>My wildest fantasy..Doesn't have any relevance to chains and whips..Sex toys..Pornhub actresses..I'd rather fantasize..That love heals..And hate doesn't exist..That only what you truly believe..Falls from your lips..That wars aren't necessary..And peace is what uplifts..No one lives in fear..Money a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1589050/</link>
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			<title>Tomorrow</title>
			<description>Have hope..That I will recover..From this ache tomorrow..Have faith..That you'll love meLike you say tomorrow..And that you won't slander me..Trying to bring me pain tomorrow..Pray..That we flow naturally..Mentally and emotionally..As one..Being the same tomorrow..Giving you the benefit of the doubt..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1589023/</link>
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			<title>Bed of Lies</title>
			<description>The nights..You made promises..Said you'll save me..Be my knight..Pronounced you loved me..Will take my hand in marriage at 25..Make me your wife..It sounded well..It felt right..It would bring me comfort..Though I knew the nouns and verbs held no truth..I would give anything..Just for us to lie..Wh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1588997/</link>
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			<title>Love Me.</title>
			<description>Love Me..With my flaws and imperfections attached..I don't mind..If you become a little too attached..Rock star..Capable of making you feel magical..Rabbits out of hats..My natural hair..Making it so that I can't wear hats..I love love..And hate love..A little bipolar..Sometime contradicting..Fond o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Meek/1588909/</link>
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