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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>Picture this extacy eroding in waves of pleasured blissExotic shifts making love in positions never done like thisFinger tips tracing over my body like heiroglyphsKissing lips syncing in motions lime techtonic shifts</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/2013165/</link>
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			<title>were from here</title>
			<description>Were do we go from herewhat are we meant to be&amp;nbsp;Do we stay casual fucksdo I deny what I feel&amp;nbsp;for youEven tho our baby's inside&amp;nbsp;of meI'd bury them deep insidebefore I ever give someone&amp;nbsp;my all again&amp;nbsp;for them not to door feel the same for me&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1892276/</link>
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			<title>To Your Demise</title>
			<description>In your attempts to play me&amp;nbsp;your heart is now in the hands&amp;nbsp;of mineI'll count your false statements of loveand squeeze it every timeDo you feel it&amp;nbsp;the pain,lonesomeness,unworthiness,the shamesee those are just mere pieces of the painKinda feels like a brutal squeeze&amp;nbsp;to the heartdo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1884471/</link>
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			<title>into my soul</title>
			<description>Eyes boaring deep into my soulas you drive you sex into me deeper&amp;nbsp;then ever beforeNeck kisses loud moansis this what extacy feel likeGod if this is wrong&amp;nbsp;I dont wanna be right</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1876963/</link>
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			<title>Tattered Hearts</title>
			<description>Tattered heartsbarely beatingbreaking apartThe stitches that once mendedits wounds have come apart</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1876957/</link>
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			<title>Born To....</title>
			<description>Soul of a pantherMind of&amp;nbsp;AngelaHeart of TupacWith the blood of&amp;nbsp;Malcolm&amp;nbsp;pumping through my&amp;nbsp;veinsBorn to eat oppressionSpit peace&amp;amp; heal my people again</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1876954/</link>
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			<title>unworthy</title>
			<description>my heart still beat for you&amp;nbsp;even when it was severely hurting hurtingIt was in your handsbut you seared &amp;amp;crushedit like it wasn't worthyWhen it stopped beating for youit got cold &amp;amp; blackened over&amp;nbsp;to stop hurtingStill left with the feelingof feeling foreverunworthy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1876951/</link>
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			<title>winter</title>
			<description>chilling cold in the streetsno cloths covering my bodyheart as bare as me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1876949/</link>
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			<title>not the jealous</title>
			<description>Never really considers myselfthe jealousI usually brush it off and act like I could &amp;nbsp;care lessBut when I see you with herDoing everything that we did Ignites a rage in meNot only fumed by jealousy but regret</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1872276/</link>
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			<title>A flowers' contemplation</title>
			<description>I'm the last flower standing in a withering away gardenwhy am I still standingshouldn't I have fallenThe sun shine no moreneither the rain pourscontemplating my purpose what am I still here for</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1872273/</link>
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			<title>Ballad of a spiritual soldier</title>
			<description>We kissed our soldier goodbye as his angel wiped tearsfrom our mourning eyesHis angel singing if you believe in Christyour soul will never dieGod looked upon earthat his soldiers &amp;amp; called one of his best homefor the war to comeBecause he knewhe'd still remain his soldiereven after the war was wo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1872270/</link>
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			<title>A non-sensual night</title>
			<description>the way you touch me &amp;nbsp;takes me into a erotic blissbending me over binding my eyes then bounding my wristmaking love is for sensual &amp;nbsp;days today i want you to be ruffpull my hair &amp;nbsp;spank my &amp;nbsp;a*s i'm into that kinky stuff&amp;nbsp;I dont want your gentle touch I wanna&amp;nbsp;see how ruff y..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1849179/</link>
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			<title>He</title>
			<description>scream he said I dare you as he forced me unto my kneestrust me you dont wanna know&amp;nbsp;what happenes to little girls when they disobey mea hand full of my hair&amp;nbsp;tears falling down my face&amp;nbsp;my eyes pleading no please stop please&amp;nbsp;as I relized what was about to take place&amp;nbsp;as he made..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1818956/</link>
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			<title>if they only new</title>
			<description>if only they new would they still say the things they sayif only they newhow hard ir was to live this life&amp;nbsp;would the pain they cause go awayshes ugly shes fat and oh my god look at her teethbelieve me ur only stomping me deeper &amp;nbsp;my self esteem already been places underneithbut thats just t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1780983/</link>
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			<title>my heart</title>
			<description>Me and my heart will make it throughthrough all the stab lies and bullet wounds my tattered heart has been through the heart ache and painbut never gave up to soon in hopes to find someone&amp;nbsp; accept and love it for it and help it pull throughlonging for some one to genially carewhen its wounded a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1780981/</link>
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			<title>Nothing To Conversate About</title>
			<description>Why are we even conversatingit always ends irreleventYou never try to listen or understandand your words are always molevelentMy hatred for a conversation with you&amp;nbsp;burns brighter then a thousand sunsCan for once we have a civilized conversation&amp;nbsp;were you actually talk when its your turnIn o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1773171/</link>
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			<title>You Could'nt Conquer Me</title>
			<description>In your attempts to break meyou did not make me weakAlthough you words were smiting&amp;nbsp;and your hits brought me to my knees&amp;nbsp;Your cruel ways only made bricksto build a castle for meYou wasted so much time and energy&amp;nbsp;trying to bring me down&amp;nbsp;But it only brought me heavenward&amp;nbsp;and y..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1773166/</link>
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			<title>Light Will Shine Through</title>
			<description>Shouting out to all the people who cut&amp;nbsp;The razor coursing near your veins&amp;nbsp;seems to be the only rushTo take away the pain of what others&amp;nbsp;have done to yaYou hold the pain inside and it keeps&amp;nbsp;on building upIt gets addicting believe me&amp;nbsp;I know just trust&amp;nbsp;So throw the razor a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1773162/</link>
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			<title>That Place</title>
			<description>I remember the day they took me awayand sent me off to that harrowing placeno place for child, rages surging wildshipped far away no one to help me nowstarved, the garbage cans i ate from them allliving the life of a malnutritioned stray dogor a hated child,constantly &amp;nbsp;slammed into floors and w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1771338/</link>
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			<title>Black's Complimentary</title>
			<description>There's so much beauty in a dark women skinmade to &amp;nbsp;compliment perfectly with the color of any mandipped in chocolate, bronzed in elegance,elmed in gracetheres beauty in differenceso why force yourself to live in such simplistic ways&amp;nbsp;are you scared of what society will think of you alla bl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1767383/</link>
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			<title>cage it</title>
			<description>why let you see my tearsalthough your he reason why there hereinstead ill just lock them in the same cage as my fearsand my other feelings for why i don't want to liveand wonder when the torment &amp;nbsp;you throw at me will ever giveand ill disguise my I'm broken expression with a fake smilei can perf..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1752643/</link>
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			<title>to be seasoned </title>
			<description>my placements change like the seasonsas I'm being blown like a leafe&amp;nbsp;upon porch to porch for various reasonsstill unwanted this winter swell as last falloh the homes,iv been through them allstill managing to surprisingly stand a little tallminus the pleading scream but none that&amp;nbsp;the casewo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1751986/</link>
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			<title>upon an emotional departure</title>
			<description>i had to leave i had no choice&amp;nbsp;oh how i yearned once moreto hear your voicethe i love you that were saidwere so sincere but the goodbyesled emotionally to many tearsi told him never to forget mehe said how can i my dark venuswhen you mean so much to mei promised to look for himwhenever i was fr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nesha214/1751968/</link>
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