http://slow.writerscafe.org/RealmWriter509 The original writings of author RealmWriter en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776026398 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Life can be plentiful,but is plagued by destruction.Always seeing these cell phone ads,On YouTube and every corner I turn.Technology is advancing, and growing,May as well get it implanted.Cause no one is looking up, always down on their browser.Facebook, Instagram, text messages, and Snapchats.Girls.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RealmWriter509/1880394/ This is a realistic poem, it's about trusting the wrong person cause they wore a mask. They faked who they were and the world thought differently, and I apologize if anyone has experienced this... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RealmWriter509/1870206/ The sky burns brightly, as I watch the world I once had burn down.Steps wither away with each step I take, no light, no sound.My heart shattered like a broken mirror, a hole shot through my chest.Hatred pours through my veins, anger, sadness. So depressed I want to scream my lungs into non-existence.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RealmWriter509/1865227/ If you having a rough day, I want you to read the following. Over the last few days, I've listened to others and to my heart. I may not be an inspiration to anyone or a leader, but to me it's not about being in the lead.Destiny has a plan for you; anything your going through is a test, a challenge .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RealmWriter509/1853793/ Silence, perched on my shoulder like that of a parrot.Though the silence she mocks me,Speaking in the corrupt voices of those who doubt me.Those that fought me and pushed me down;Escape seems long gone.These scars that mark my arms, pale and bleached.Reminders that I survived everything they threw a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RealmWriter509/1852262/ Time seems to wither away, slowly like the seconds that count to midnight. The leaves on the trees grow a tainted orange, and dull yellow. A bleak breeze floated around me as though it was encasing me in its grasp, did we do this on purpose? I feel strange inside, am I jealous? Scared? Lost? Wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RealmWriter509/1852186/     Hesitating for a moment, I held my breath trying to figure out whether I should be freaking out or not. I exhaled allowing Reina to have an option to explain, my breath a slight fog in the frigid room. "I don't know who you are Reina but your given the chance to speak. And I'll li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RealmWriter509/1851996/               Pastel clouds littered the night sky, peeking from behind them the twinkling stars; as though they were playing Peek-a-boo. The cold, salty; frigid and thin, nipping away at my nose as I walked. Approaching the uneven and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RealmWriter509/1851253/ My own characters and some gods, as well as creatures. I'll be sure to add in photos when I have the chance. But it's based off of greek mythology. I mean no harm by adding these characters, etc. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RealmWriter509/1851153/ This is an anti-suicide story and I beg any readers, if self harm takes apart in your daily life. Please, please, please reach out to someone. Your not alone, nor are you forgotten. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RealmWriter509/1850308/ This is my feelings for a beautiful woman in my life, and I love her ever so dearly. But we can't be together due to being 1500 miles apart. But I think of her everyday and I wrote this about her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RealmWriter509/1850212/ Fog rolled around my ankles, like serpents seeking their revenge on stolen prey. Silence hung over my shoulders like a cape, the aura I had sensed a few moments ago had grown heavy. Standing around me gravestones, I could only see the ones that surrounded me; the others lost among the fog. My S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RealmWriter509/1850202/