http://slow.writerscafe.org/Silas The original writings of author Silas en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775553056 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 this story will suck. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Silas/703447/ Black spider crawling on my wall,Black spider where have you fallen?What great beast has captured us,And is feeding us to lies,Like the webs of the great spider so dark.The web of lies was not spun by her,But by us.Our world has created this web of lies with none so innocent,And.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Silas/671275/ My lust for words and feelings have come to mind,Once more.writers block cripples my mind,Making it hard to think sraight about the use of my words.Sexual feelings enclose my mind.Thoughtlessly I dream lazily for what they have,But always will love what I have with you,No matter what s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Silas/671265/ My poems started to get sexual a bit... lol. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Silas/671256/ Pale faces so strange dance with their supreme light in the dark black night.Each step is to the love in this world. As love plays endlessly,Like the sound of your voice,I sneak into your pretty heart of love for me,And as I do you welcome me with a smile so nice and adorable,J.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Silas/671253/ well it isn't!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Silas/670699/ Poetry is what we long for.To keep us satisfied and full of wonder.The words it speaks is like the words we hear our most beloved likings to speak,Into our craving ears.So speak silently with a poetic feel,Lifting from your heart the disappointing kick,That the world seems to bring each day,To rip u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Silas/670681/ Shaded flowers,Crimson red,Drip softly onto the ground we once walked together,For purpose,To follow,And for rules to obey.Like all that comes,Ends so near in moments where things seem so real. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Silas/670672/ The end is my lullaby.Soft and beautiful,as its meaning.It washes over me as i sleep,Creating an aura of essence it brings as i listen.The end is to me what I believe in,To pass from this place to the wonderful garden,It has so willingly promised.As the end draws to a conclusion,Le.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Silas/670173/ what do you think of when someone says plesure? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Silas/670166/ As i laid awake waiting for morning i lifted my head and pen to write for the coming day. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Silas/670161/ I miss being at a warm summer beach with cool air with my girl right there. oh yeah! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Silas/670157/ If you guessed i wrote this when it was raining then your WRONG. This came to me some bright sunny day. lol http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Silas/670154/ Its pretty sad. lol http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Silas/670141/ I randomly said this one day for a friend to help with their relationship. lol http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Silas/670137/