http://slow.writerscafe.org/PastelQueenBeex0 The original writings of author Tatiana Raudales en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776209393 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 With each letterShe expressed herselfNothing more than her Life, experiences, Curiosity, happiness, Sadness, and amityShe adored those Who wrote beautifullyWishing she could Follow in their footstepsLittle did she knowHer own path was painted Clearly not with fadedWater.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastelQueenBeex0/1831321/ As simple as a smileA laugh, a cry Connections and bondsThicker than blood Whose value is above goldAs complicated as a cryHugs, kisses on cheeksSilhouettes that shake handsAs they meet http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastelQueenBeex0/1831313/ Glittering transparent drops Cascade down soft cheeks Traveling down the curvesOf her beautiful faceUntil it reaches her chinAnd falls downDown, down, downThe drop fallsInto a forming puddleOf cleansing tearsShe sniffles, breathing deeplyThat lump in her throatKeeps her from speaking outA .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastelQueenBeex0/1828531/ A poem that metaphorically represents a girl being saved from her self-harm, depression, and anxiety. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastelQueenBeex0/1825591/ This is a brief recap of my recent heartbreak. It's written in the form of a poetic letter to the one I loved. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastelQueenBeex0/1825431/ I was thinking about how gifting flowers to a loved one is similar to a cat giving you a dead bird, since the flowers die quickly after being cut and organized into bouquets. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastelQueenBeex0/1824851/ This is something I wrote while reminiscing about living in Massachusetts. After moving to Florida, I really missed the snow and cold winter. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastelQueenBeex0/1824200/ Melodious tune followed gracefullyBy the sound of distant criesOverpowered by sad violinsLet's take a deep breatheBefore we beginThe dance of lovers Intertwine our fingersAnd bind our soulsLet's see if we match theseUndying rolesAt first it seems magicalWith the glitter covering up.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastelQueenBeex0/1824198/