http://slow.writerscafe.org/rosesofgrey The original writings of author rosesofgrey en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775294490 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Statues crumble and smiles break Moonlight haunts the branches Silver wings stir the shadows Flowers return to the earth Tiny feet leave tiny trails Dew drops cling to ancient moss Aspen leaves rustle and settle Ivy vines choke the walls Slowly, they succumb to death As anger takes us all http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1879611/ His glare a choppy tempestStriking and retreatingAssured he always knows bestBut his victory is fleetingA bird within a darkened cageThe damsel in his towerYou're forced to bear his outrage As he clings onto his powerYet even when you're all but lostAnd your heart is broken in twineThough you keep y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1879601/ Until I met you, I didn’t know what it was like to be afraidI thought I knew what fear was, but I was wrongI knew to avoid upsetting or angering youTo never forget my proper placeI never thought I would need to fear your smileOr to be afraid of you leaving my lifeI never knew to be scared of y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1879600/ You say we are close friendsI say we are strangers, lustful strangersI know your favorite color, but you don't know mineOur confidence lies in othersWe are constantly annoyed with each otherYou with me, in particularWe are enigmas in each other’s gazeGetting to know each otherBut barely scratc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1877617/ Crashing waves ‘neath ashen skiesteardrops slipping from thine eyesMurky depths of silver mistNever needed, but sorely missedOcean glass and ivy vinesAn empty seashell broke in twineSeashell shards catch sunshine’s rayThe tide will pull the bits away http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1877609/ If Prince Charming is waiting for meThe way my mother says he isThen why is he leaving me lonelyIf my heart is already his?My prince must be lost somewhereIn the woods or the swells of the seaBut search for him I wouldn’t dareFor I am sure he will come for meAlone and scared I lie in waitFor m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1877608/ If love were a number, I would give you mineIf love were water, I would give you the lake where we metIf love were music, I would give you the mixtape from our first danceIf love were a letter, I would give you a dictionaryIf love were food, I would give you pizza from the parlour down the streetIf .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1877605/ On my way to school one dayI found a heart of stoneThe color seemed a lifeless grayBut I couldn’t leave it all aloneOn my way to school one dayI found a heart of glass‘Twas mottled black and castawaySo I plucked it from my pathOn my way to school one dayI found a heart of leadThough I pi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1877603/ I remember the little girl I used to beBrown hair, brown eyes, tall, skinny, averageOutgoing and far too intelligent for my own goodUnafraid of a world that I already knew to be corruptTainted and eager to kill my little dreamsTrusting of everyone around meHappy and bubbling over with energyReady to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1877601/ I loved herI love her stillAnd part of me will probably always love herBut I am tired of the mind gamesThe pleading for forgiveness over the phoneWalking on eggshellsOf feeling exasperated and resigned to this lifeBiting my tongue, and bowing in submissionSteeling myself for the lashes of her wordsT.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1873980/ Our voices have long since stopped echoingNo glares or cold looks do we shareCommon courtesies are respected at all timesNever do we lose our tempers with each otherBut I wish that just once your facade would crumbleSo I’d know you still felt something for meYou’ve stopped checking in wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1873973/ Statues crumble and smiles break Moonlight haunts the branches Silver wings stir the shadows Flowers return to the earth Tiny feet leave tiny trails Dew drops cling to ancient moss Aspen leaves rustle and settle Ivy vines choke the walls Slowly, they succumb to death As anger takes us all http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1873971/ A teacher once taught me the language of colorsThe hidden meanings beneath each shade and hueEach with its own secret personalityShe told me orange was the color of anger and hatredHis favorite color always was, and is, orangeHis hair was orange, his highlighters were orangeThe blanket in the back o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1873967/ I threw away the pictures Like they were yesterday's newspaper I threw away the pictures And didn't keep a single one I threw away the pictures And vowed to take new ones I threw away the pictures And swore the next ones would be better I threw away the pictures But now, I want them back http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1873966/ I passed her on the street last nightFor the first time since last SeptemberHer gaze was brief and brokenNo longer could she look me in the eyeOr murmur meaningless nicetiesShe had a new girl on her right armBut the same man clung to her left armHis eyes cold and deeply embitteredI couldn’t he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1873965/ I wonder what she thought as she looked at meFor the first time since last SeptemberDid she wonder how I had been lately?Maybe she noticed I was smiling and making eye contact againDid she notice how empty the smile was?That my eyes were hollow and lifeless?I’m sure she noticed I was less shy .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1873964/ Mr. Preacher, sell me a storyThat prompts me to confess all of my sinsMurmur meaningless nicetiesAnd assure me that God always winsMr. Preacher, sell me a prayerThat will purify my blackened soulFor my mind and heart are still arguingAnd I’m losing all sense of controlMr. Preacher, sell me a h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1873962/ The wind stirred the looming branchesThe branches rustled the curtainsThe curtains hid the waning moonlightThe slivers of moonlight illuminated the coupleThe couple’s words rang clearly in the distanceAnger radiating passionatelyHatred flowing from him to herHis internal anger molding into wor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1873960/ I came across the preacher todayBy the winding countryside roadNo words of comfort did he offerHis smile pained, and painful to seeThe silence both calming and terrifyingHis matted hair moving eerily in the breezeHands tightly grasping his faceI came across the preacher todayBy the winding countrysi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1873534/ Tattered photographs cover the floorOld letters lay in haphazard mountainsYour jacket hangs on the back of my doorAnd your sunglasses on my bookshelfThe corsage you gave me hangs on my wallI don’t know what to do with your thingsI want to move on from you, I really doBut whenever I start to ge.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1873516/ My devil wears old tennis shoesAnd faded graphic t-shirtsHis hair his wavy and always mussedJeans always faded and well-wornMy devil taps out new rhythmsEvery night onto my tattered soulNever the same beat twiceHis being the embodiment of musicMy devil is too smart for his own goodAlways seeing more.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1873511/ On the subway home last night from work A thousand rainbows greeted me Beads, flags, badges, hats, and t-shirts The parade had ended, and people were headed home Beads, hats, and badges were pulled off The t-shirts were hidden away by jackets Flags were turned upside down in bags so nobody would see.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1873509/ I don't know what to say to you I just want to talk to you again You said you aren't interested, and I get that Believe me, I fully understand that But you mean absolutely everything to me You are my best friend, my better half I've told you everything and you've stayed You are there for me when no .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rosesofgrey/1873508/