http://slow.writerscafe.org/havenoth The original writings of author Chris en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776015405 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A simple poem for the birthday,Of a girl so dear.All things I wish to say,If only you were near.Happy Birthday Jenny,I hope this makes you smile.A gift worth less then a penny,But definitely worthwhile. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/961610/ Pardon my language http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/905011/ Love is but a word,Simple yet absurd.Love describes a feeling,Sometimes used in healing.Description is impossible,Finding it... Improbable.Some may seek it out,Others can live without.Some claim it necessary,Others say it's secondary.Both may be true,Love's a feeling known by few.They say there is o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/904933/ "Come now young mistressThe time is on it's way""Come now your highnessFor you have much to say" Their fates are intertwinedThey live without even knowingFaint memories dance winthing the mindThey were together when they were growing They hardly remember one anotherNever do they even think.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/788795/ You can't be seriousMakin' me so furiousYou're actin' all deliriousSayin' that you're one of us But you are just a traitorYou just a haterCalled yourself a saviorYou just a faker Said she never criedYet you went and liedI'm out for a rideSo you better hide Now I'm back for the ki.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/774207/ Please young ones,do not shed your tears.Please be strong,crying lets them know your fears. You must be strong now,for you have seen lives taken away.You must live on now,do not allow this to ruin you in anyway. Come now dear boy,a path has been placed before your eyes.Come now i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/733154/ Into the depths I am fallingOnly your name I am callingWho knew you could affect meOnly your face I can seeTalking to you is a thrillOnly you have this skillMagnificence in all formsOnly you can subside the stormsA wonderful person an ocean awayOnly you can brighten my dayThe meaning in this poemOnl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/731959/ Life was never meant to be fair.So how does it feel to know,those around you rarely care?You cannot distinguish friend from foe. So instead you keep quiet.Speaking in low tones,not wanting to fuel a riot.Looking past your broken bones. Stand up for yourself!You have no need for their .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/731246/ I don't even care,I won't even dare,This fight was never fair.So into the distance I will stare,Looking for a solution,Looking for the conclusion,One to end our violent revolution.Not just an illusion,More like a remedy,One that will be the end of me,It's the only solution I seeFor I know freedom is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/730472/ Bless me father for I have sinned.For her life I did rescind. In my secret life I am a fighter.In my secret life I am a writer.I wear a mask to seem kinder,Still doing as I please despite her. She said I would never amount to anything.She said I would sit back and do nothing."I have proven.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/727813/ Come and sit for I have little time left, Here upon this earth.Running has taken all my breath.I think it's time for me to go,Somewhere far from here.To the kingdom in the sky,Out of reach and out of mind.Perhaps there I could finally rest,Happily living as the man up high.Eventually you will see me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/725864/ Chris, you are quite talented with your writing.I have my doubts. As I don't see it possible, nor remotely probable. Its not like I have any ambition, nor motivation. I just get bored and rhyme, usually to pass the time. Only words upon paper, something to look back on later. So whet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/723621/ I'm diving...Deeper into the darkness...Further from the light.I'm trying...Avoiding being heartless...Doing something right.I'm dying...Slowly becoming harmless...Refusing to fight.I'm lying...Becoming one of the breathless...Losing all my might.I dived into darkness away from the streetlights.I tr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/716073/ Take a deep breath,I accepted my death.I went in with the best,I died with the rest.No one saw them coming.We were busy running,straight into the fray.Massacred by our own prey.The plan seemed clear,we were without fear.Charge through the right,we'll be out of their sight,and flank the rangers.We we.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/715394/ Two friends are given a task. One always stood up for the other, he was the fist at the end of the others arm. Towards the end, the arm went numb. The hand, however, kept fighting. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/710746/ Go right ahead.Give me another reason.Haven't you heard?I learned of your treason.Villian, traitor, enemy of the state,I'll be there when you meet your end.You are doomed to meet this fate.The wounds I'll leave you with no one can mend.Don't play the fool.Don't pretend you're .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/709572/ With every passing day,I question why you didn't stay,down here with the rest of us.Is it all the days we missed the bus?Is it because we never tried?Because we always gave up and cried?How were we supposed to know?Days passed and you were a no-show.We stood there waiting for you to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/709287/ I toss and turn in my grave,Revenge is what I crave.Lost in this madness,I roam ever aimless.No longer can I hear,So no longer do I fear.Killed by a sound,I felt the bullet poundthrough my chest,I thought I was at my best.I have lost my sightI no longer have a will to fight.K.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/708954/ Five minutes thrown together. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/708296/ Yet another experiment! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/707809/ Just experimenting. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/706854/ The moon is fallingAnd now the sun is risingAs night becomes day http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/706853/ Looking for the switchto the idea light.Cursed by the witchhidden in the night.No idea to sparefor my pen and pad.So I sit and starerather blank and sad.Despite my strivesto locate a clue.Since nothing arrives,I guess this will do. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/705908/ Lets play a gameWe'll make a showAnd earn some fameReady, set, go! You be my heroI'll be your villainThe death toll will be zeroAs we make a killin' Not a problem or careOnly happiness and cheerAs all the people stop and stareAs we act without any fear Wo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/704870/ Do not worryDo not fretWe'll make them sorryYou can bet Just stick with meAnd you'll do fineIn time you'll seeEven dark days shine So hold your chin highAnd keep on smilingYou don't have to cryNor listen to their lying For now you have me to holdTo keep.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/704866/ I do not see your reasoning,Nor do I see your cause.We are both following our own King,Defending his made up laws. To defy would be treason,A death upon the gallows.My family's honor would go with the season,My memory withering with the rose. So this order I must follow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/704850/ I work alone.Quiet, collected.This is what I wanted.Calm, deadly.I am protector of all and killer of one.Precise, steady.I hold the trigger and stare down my goal.Determined, cold.I fire.Loud, bloody.My bullet met its mark and reward is earned.Freedom, safety. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/704848/ If only I knewWhat I wanted to do This life leaves the mind confusedWhile leaving the body bruised I sit in my constant wonderAs my future is torn asunder For some the future appears hollowThough we all have a path to follow So do not say we gave upOur m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/704844/ Please listen closelyTo what I have to sayYou make think of me lowlyBut there is no other wayYou seeI have a bit of historyTrust meI would love to keep the mysteryBut that would solve nothingAnd my friend in you would leaveSo instead I write this thingSo I won't have to grieveI guess I'll start by t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/704271/ Sometimes, I sit in one place, thinking one thing.From that one thing I find something more.From there? Something even more.Eventually my thinking leads into movement.Those movements followed by reactions.These reactions make way for ideas.And the ideas demand action. However, in order to act e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/663549/ I was sitting in guitar class being all bored like. Then I decided, I'm going to write a bit. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/662832/ You stand there above me You stand there so high You say that you love me I want you to die You leave me no choice You leave me no hope So here is my knife And my noose fashioned rope You started this fight  I'll finish this war You show me yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/622328/ Why must I follow a path? Questions rise upon the minds of the young and old. None are ever followed by the desired answers. Why must we ask questions if we already have an answer? No I'm not claiming that we know the answers to everything. I'm merely stating that when we question something, why mus.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/621387/ At one point, I thought I wanted to do something with my life. I realized, however, that though my heart was for it, my mind was not ready. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/621380/ You don't know what people are going through. Everyone has their own battle that they must overcome. Sadly not all of us make it through. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/621379/ Peace, they say, is the enemy of memory. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/621378/ When given the choice, to go to someone or to look within, most look within. When you doubt the input of others, you can always look to yourself. Only you know how you truly feel on a subject. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/621377/ I was in 9th grade. The project was, write a poem in the form of your choosing based on a moment in your life. This was what I handed in. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/havenoth/621375/