http://slow.writerscafe.org/BluMaximo The original writings of author Blu Maximo en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775990596 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I am seething with madness; i see numbers tumbling off the clock; hella nauseated time's an old woman and drunkTick tock tick tockamber lights blinking in the streetWatch the breeze drag litters round theAtomic pavementwhile the whole neighborhood moans in unisonchest rising .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2089634/ I dont have to choose;among dominoes of wildflowersamidst the meadows of wilted womenI dont belong to them;not in the vast expanseBetween the sun and the moonand their silent criesseeking the missing linkof their denied unityI dont have to ask;draw a portrait of you in the he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2089632/ Before 2018 ended, my country was jubilant by a walk- slow, measured and langourous that won us a recognition of some sorthailed as her majesty, the queenforgot her name thoughShe was patriotic and had a bright smileher aura's a strange mixture of saintliness and a sheer coolness about.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2086390/ Avantgarde hairFlick,flick, flickThroughthe leafless breezeTattooedweirdoCrawlindown the sidewalkGraffitifinger nailsHigh heeleddameFeverisheyes- blown pupilsStareat the chaos amongstColorsOf differentscents LavenderJasmineRose.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2055941/ No this ain’t a poemNothingsort of ‘you and I’Butthere are movies that I refused to watchMusicthat I can’t bear listeningNowmy days taste like 12 o’clock midnightsNightsare when I am most sober and drunk all at onceNo,this is not a lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2055940/ Poetry not potery and the three charlies.I need to rewrite the music sheet-blood dripping down my finger tipsSweat popping out my cool skinf**k all the dreamers! F**k all hookers! F**k all the nomads! F**k all the witches and mystics and fairies! Green eyes Gritted teethGleaming ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2038744/ I pressed my ear to the pulse of the Earth.And heard your labored breathing.unsheathing my sword up in the skycomets shriek, serenity is threatened.I've become a warrior, fighting off feelings I'm not supposed to have, cutting loose the rope of aching love. But my sword, my armour, my bo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2029780/ Imind. Yes, I mind miss stranger.Forthe nth time, hopelessness Lookedat me squarely in the faceMischiefhovering about Apparently,I am being spunLikea toy in miss stranger’s fingersButshe doesn’t see itCaughtin a strange tangled web Of liquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2022523/ You,my love, have always been my most enduring reality.Eversince I was a kid, I have always entertained myself with rich, vivid fantasies.Dippedmy hair into a bucket of lofty illusions. Livedin my little safe haven of make-believe.Somehow,on my path to adulthood, I had lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2021964/ It has always been her character. Her naked, ageless, exquisite soul.It's never the color of her eyes, but the way she looks at you, as though she sees nothing but the best in you. It's never the shape of her lips, but the sound of her voice, as though she speaks only to you,only of you,only for you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2019310/ We’vegone so far now,Some crawled,some barely survivedSomewalked and ran barefoot Some foughtand unsheathed love to the fog of smokesSome stood,lofty and highWavinga beacon of lightSome broketheir hearts and souls�" then art was made.Music.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2007618/ Takeaway the ‘me’ the ‘you’The ‘us’It isI. And I remain.Stilledand stirred.Breathtakinglybeautiful for I am the lightIn thecoastSingingof loveSingingof truthSingingof freedomIt isI Who youkillIt isI.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2007615/ Whenever I hear your name Time stands stilland the noise of the earth turns into a whisper. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2007381/ if ido not touch you tonight theblanket will remind your skin thepillow will murmur to your cheekif ahundred days suffice andyou don't see me standing on the threshold of our home thatdoes not mean i don’tlove you becausei doinall the ways you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2007378/ We have a love that is mad, dark and dangerous.I have a heart that is weak, dumb and fragile. We have a love that is hard, deep and full. You have a heart that is rare, real and colorful. The world can judge me for loving you. They can call me names they want. But what can I do?I've ne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2007376/ Shedoesn’t have a story worth telling.You maynot even notice her in a crowd.she existssimply and fades behind the curtainsof the world.Butlet me tell you a secretshe’s one of a kind there has never been like her before.from the way her imagination curled&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2007373/ We’ve come a long way fifteen years baby But nothing’s change, I love you as much As I first realized when were barely seventeen cool nights that turn to slur words and lost keys teeth sinking into lips, hands pressed onto hipswarm mornings and your hair is oily and r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2006149/ I am laughing alone, liquid laughter float in the airI am laughingabsentmindedly, it's the only thing left to do. i am laughing carelessly because I know i lostthe perpetual battleand my voice reverberated on the wallsI am laughing because I'm trapped in your vortexswirlingdizzyingsuffocatingi .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2005607/ he smashed his sanity to the bricked wall fireworks roared mesmerizing enrapturing the cat curled into a floating sleep while he is diminishing like a lighted cigarette the line between peace and chaos faded dampened tears on table cloths he saw humanity's hea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2005604/ I wonder why your past lovers Threw you out in the gutterWhy they thought your raven hair was sticky and dryAnd they make out to the cold airYour lips pale and roughYou have your flaws tooYou are selfishAnd obsessed with controlBut they didn’t like your ways I guess.They didn’t like.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2005603/ Eyeson the stars Blottingour young dreams Intoa rare constellation Everynight's our secret tent Bonfirelighting up our faces It'syou babe- you're both my paradise and prison Myhideaway- my getaway I amhigh on the mountain Highon your lion scent a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2005601/ Bitterfruits Sweetlips Madseas Calmeyes Drymeadows Smoothskin You’remy otherwise Ofthis unchanging world Sometimes,I am drained of the plants that refuse to grow Thegreen-less grass. The star-less night. Thelove-less lurkers in the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2000850/ thedoor of one of my many colours hauntingly closesamask spreads across my face like goth paintI don’thave a choiceI supposeWhen thenight creeps in the streetAnd ablanket of sinister voices wraps The dwellingI’m inThinking,staring at the shadows .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2000831/ youare an artworktheonly difference is that youare not an object to be admired by spectators. Worshipped by an audience. Youare to be loved by the artist alone. Youare an artworkFor yourfeet are not feet at allBut myown journey.Iforce to wake up in the mor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/2000553/ She is a restless traveler who wears moments like a pair of shoes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1998892/ He missesher sothat hesees her face in every flowerAnd thecrescent moon tonight isthe curve of her smilemaddening,the more he immersed himselftoliquors thebetter her scent reaches him, andtheyearning feels intense tohave her back asleep in his arms.s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1998599/ Fell in love with you when I had a limped shoulder, numbed heart and a cold dispassionate goal in lifeyour first impression of me was a person of tattered dreams-a bundle of mess physically and emotionally. I went into the battleground wounded and without weapon. or was.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1997810/ XIV.“Hello, Krystal?”In the library where Taeyeon and Ju hyun worked. Half a dozen of the I.A.I.S.S. history books were scattered across the floor as the confused and helpless Kim Taeyeon sat in the middle of two standing shelves, a book on her lap was open.“Hey, Taeyeon. Why? What.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1996991/ “I don’t do fashion. I am fashion.” �" Coco Chanel Kim Taeyeon looked at the famous quote flashed in the advertising screen outside the coffee shop she was staying, obviously she didn’t have any idea who Chanel was apart from the fact that she was a famous de.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1996989/ i picture the poets in the old agesthe renaissance periodthe first real illuminationof humanitythe victorian agethe romantics and the suppression leaks vehemently in the ceiling.the suppression foams in their ghastly beards. they wrote what could be declared as masterpiecesour mo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1995382/ i am out of me. my consciousness is out of my body this afternoonand i watch my existenceache with dull ryhthm an instrumentalsymphony i've never heardI was the bench weezing with agethe iron wrought gatesthe crossroad before the frozeneyesi was the pond and the rocks under my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1995100/ Keep me private underneath your bodywrap me round a shroud of mysteryto keep 'em fascinatedthey create versions of talesabout our first meetingthere was intrigue in the carluscious intimacy in in our first eye contanctlost in the dance ofour first talkit was chemistry, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1994886/ you walk what you believe and firmly uphold your pathetic valuesthat honestly have nothing to do with your growthi know i affect you to your most sensitive spots down to your deepest coreyou are filled with lust the deadly sin you abhor the most repress it even furtherit will o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1994308/ Did you know that the previous universe caught a cold, and therefore sneezed sick stars eventually dying in a matter of a nanosecond? I know you don't care or you probably won't believe methis is what happens to mewhen you're not aroundI think of the universe most of the time to keep m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1993679/ trapped behind the lavender gatestook a million speed of lightfor gravityto rescue two careless soulsnauseated with lifewe ran across our jaded innocence like thieves masked with confidenceelectric under the moonlight,the world an outer mysterybut you whispered in my head inside yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1993676/ let's not mince the daysand try to remember themand clung to the memories madelet's not speak of our pastsand compare them like filmslet's leave it there, unseen but felt leafing the hours like pageslet's not look forward eitherdreaming of the futuresteals us entirely. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1991069/ Inherently scheming, my sensitivity enables meto undress your laced fragrant innocencebut the layers got entangled with my visionforgive me darling, but you're made of caviar and spicesWhat you do scares and arouses mea forest of instincts; alert and chocolate lipsyou become an animal; a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1990354/ my upper back aches from slouching face buried into my handsI've not seen you in a yearI've strayed from the path that leads to youI am not lost, not at allI am just cynicaland clogged in a misty faithI know you want this tooyou want me to walk a dream that I do not own- that I do not know.writ.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1989390/ I always come back to you. velvety lust in betweensqueezed from this eradistracting the fleshbut I always come back to youashes suspended mid-airgolden crown, fatherless childa deity I'm sure didnt play fairI always come back to youcovered by blankets on your doorstepI belong t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1989058/ lost feet dangle, dreamlesssuddenly, the trees are penniless and their limbs reach out to me, despiteI am in a rocking chairmoving, swaying almostlike a weeping willow amidstthis spring, I count the raindropsas the 1,739th raindrop fallsto a wilted flowermy collar has gone wetthe s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1988017/ I want you to unravel fantasieslike a cloakand not be able to resist my mouth that glistens with sinbe evil because of meI want you to disarm my purityrip open my decencyand watch my garments fall to the floor, before their master.I want you to pull my hairand feel electricfrom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1987716/ Motorcross over the edge of the world curly hair and red bandana waving farewell at our childhood home dawn metamorphising in your somber smile rays cracking in our rough skin heartbeats roar- fueling our vehicle we are on our way, limped hands up in the air o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1987070/ I cant blame me Struck by a lightning As i stood, immobilized before your bold presence should've warned fate and asked for a mild preparation Not some bloody lips, parched throat and quivering knees Your mannerisms and habits Are magnefied to an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1986819/ I have let you go even before we met and fell in loveI have met you even before you were bornYou have seen me even before my shadow was painted in the lightThere are flashes of you like a broken picture from the 30sYou were frolicking by the beach dancing and giggling wearing nothing but the necklac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1985934/ Michelle hung a lonely lantern this evening on their front door. And gave a small smile at the sky before going in and sing and sweep the floor. There is nothing to wonder, I know aand I hold myself erect at the sureness of my spirit that the stars who saw her for a brief momen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1985011/ The tree in front of our househas lost her hair strandswaltzing onto the gravity of the pasti floated in my garden and plucked a strange limb in juliet rose's chestwhere is this going, that i do not know http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1984476/ WAR/ACTION/WESTERNSchindler's list "️ The godfather "️The godfather 2 "️Saving private ryan "️Pulp fiction "️The pianist "️CasinoThe departed "️The revenant "️The promise "️The good the bad and the ugly "️I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1984475/ DRAMA/ROMANCE/COMEDY/PSYCHOLOGICAL Oliver twist "️The immigrant "️Mama mia "️Still alice "️Patch adamsThe reader "️Capote "️Dead poets society "️Forest Gump "️Dangerous Liaisons "️The breed "️Malena "&#65.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1983304/ if you jump out of the shipand swam your way to mei am there on a boat casting nets to the waterif you read a book on the trainand tore a paper that you hatei am there whistling out the window if you sing an unpopular song in a barand people applause you for your souli am there drinking scotch,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1981690/  That’s like some next level hot.That’s like so hot it’s basically a super power.chapter 21scriptJ will open up about her feelings for taeyeonand what she went through during the time when they had a major fight"i couldn't function at work. i wasn't on a chair and having meeti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BluMaximo/1979954/