http://slow.writerscafe.org/KimiKat1333 The original writings of author annalysiar en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775986548 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Racing like a drumSteady thrumming quiet humFear of death spares none. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/2785938/ Darling lord of mineundo this painFrom my love which you have slainUndo... this sadnessWith which you have your reign...Hear my pleaAs i pray to theeTake away this sad, This angerThis mad...Darling Lord of minePlace me within a dream In which there is you and me...The tru.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/2785610/ Just my take on my world outside of the entanglements of poetry, I want people like me to know they aren’t alone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/2785260/ My viewpoint on time and dreams http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/2785102/ My world is too loud and too bright and sometimes I crave the darkness of silence. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/2784989/ The chaotic mind of an autistic writer http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/2147938/ A poem about sleep paralysis http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/2112580/ A God falls I love with a mortal woman http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/2112294/ A story about rumors and fear http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/2062504/ The siren of sleep beckons helpless men to a death like sleep as she sings to them her lovely melody http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1827308/ Este cancion es Para el amor de mi Vida. Mi mejor amigo. Gracias Para todos de Los memorias: buenas y malas. Te quiero mucho. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1769629/ Silent Love.Not a word to be said..Come unto me;let us silently wedghost like caresses whispered kisses.Silent Love.A gift bestowed us...no words are necessary;no silent commentary Silent Love:in which you and I are married...May daylight never come...To end our runOur Si.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1765019/ Sensual...7 lettersMakes love...all the betterTake me baby, hold me closemake me feel...Sensual.Two syllables-This word, SensualEqual to Love and Lust...Sensualhold me in your arms and take me oh so far...Smooth as silk;this daring embrace Sensual-your love did name.Hold .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1765014/ This Is for my late cousin, Melody Rose, and my cousin Sammy Joe. I love you both, more than words know. Never think...you are alone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1754744/ A story about a grieving warrior http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1716484/ ...Kocoum walked through the woods, looking for his maiden whom he would wed once he won this war in her honor. They would build a life; a sturdy house with sturdy walls. Children... Many many children marked with her beauty and wonder... Kocoum's thoughts of the future were cut off by a light w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1715497/ Memories that keep you up at night...what can they really be called http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1712916/ Why don't you kick with medown these wicked streetslet us beseech your illuminati.The sins of lifeA lustful dance of strifeStarving childrenabused and neglected Hungry millionsconfused and selected.Come and walk with methrough these wicked streetslet us burn the nightwe won.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1712909/ "Do you remember the first time we fell from the cliff..." Pocahontas whispered. Stroking Kocoum's lips which were motionless. The princess paid no mind. She was with her Warrior. They were together and they always would be.... Two children, a five year old girl and a nine year old boy as diffe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1697223/ Pocahontas screamed as Kocoum fell face first into the river. The thunderous noise of the gunshot rang in the dead air making the animals around them scurry away. The young Native American Princess tried to get to her life long friend who laid, unmoving in the water, which was beginning to taint wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1697203/ This is a completely imaginative rendition of what it would be like if Pocahontas and Kocoum were in love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1695365/ Walk with melet me set you freelet me show youthe pettiness you're condemned to seespread your wingsgo ahead and flyopen your mouth and singto this injustice called "Life" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1687515/ Flaring white while humans crysleepless nightmares haunt me this nightGabriel plagues my dreamswith torturous caressesand sensual screamsmutilated bodiesEndless, this torture seamsbe this the will of my short life?God, please end my strifehear me singthis short prayerupon dea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1687513/ A girl/boy got out of a bad relationship in a really unhealthy way and this is their farewell http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1687509/ A lost girl is shown the world through a fallen angles eyes and she expresses her views http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1687504/ A story about a near death experience I had http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1675518/ My take on Paris and everything around it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1674435/ A girl is in an unstable relationship, but she thinks he loves him and that he loves her. These are her thoughts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1674393/ A poem dedicated to my little sister, she keeps her head strong through everything she goes through. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1674384/ A nymph who cannot find her song, and is graced with it in the throws of passion http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1674376/ A woman who wants to be seen for who she is rather than how she looks... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1674364/ Amy stood at her locker with her head down, a habit from the shame of being in school. Her hair was so curly it almost looked poofy her sister, Rose, always said it was beautiful. Especially when their mother would style it in perfect doll like curls that she loved. Honey brown eyes looked into her .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1672439/ A broken hearted woman lets out her anger at her boyfriend http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1669892/ Caddocks daughter is ripped from his mates arms and she is murderd trying to fight for her. When Caddock gets to his family the damage is done. His mate is dead and his unborn daughter is gone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1669876/ A sleeping girl is kissed by her love and isn't sure how to feel about it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1669830/ A rebel makes her voice heard http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1669823/ A woman's best friend seduces her husband and falls for him http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1667498/ "And he said some day I hope you get the chance. To live like you were dying ..."Ana murmured as she drove. She sighed ton herself as she changed the station on Pandora. Anything to keep the inevitable from her mind. Her heart raced with anticipation as she drew closer to her destination. Of all.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1655770/ A hermit is sitting in his cave watching people walk by. He's seeing people get hurt hearing the pain filled cries and he says his maddened thoughts aloud http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1654675/ A mother writes a song for her child, so that he can remember what matters in life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1654671/ A soldier is executed while protecting his secret love. His last thoughts before his life ends. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1654213/ Stacie was walking home from a late shift and got lost. She ended up being at the wrong place at the wrong time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1654144/ A missing woman left her husband with a note... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1654134/ A generals wife cannot accept the death of her husband. She lays him on his bed and thinks he is lost in the wind. She walks the beach waiting for her love to return from war. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1654127/ A woman is looking at her husband of twenty five years and thinking of what to say at the ceremony to renew their vows when she remembers what she told him to make him propose to her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1652787/ A woman runs from her lover based on a rumor and expresses her feelings as she's walking through the snow one day. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1652773/ The pieces crumble reduce to rubble before your eyes.will this become my memory when I die?I hold the pieces as long as I can;praying hopingThis is not the fate of man.I watch time unleash her poweras we age wither and cowerMother earth reveals her wrathas she baths us in her cas.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1652307/ A beautiful little girl coming unto her own lets her curiosity get the better of her and ends up at hr wrong place at the wrong time http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1652301/ Imagination is the most powerful tool your mind has... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1652144/ A woman lives up to the quote: "hell hath no fury like a woman scorned." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KimiKat1333/1652138/