http://slow.writerscafe.org/DreyaArt The original writings of author DreyaArt en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775988377 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Dear Reader,The last time that we met; if you remember, I spoke to you of Brownies. If you have not read that letter, I would highly recommend it.However, I am most likely a very biased point of view for that recommendation.Either way, welcome back.Today I was wondering if you had heard the story of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/1523526/ Hey little Dragon,Wake up!!It's time to learn to fly!Fly to skies far away,far from this small place.Little Dragon blue,You know I will always love you!With fur of blue,Eyes of white and ears as big as sails!With wings of scale and teeth of ivory,Little Dragon fly! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/1421821/ Hurt.I am hurt, I'm still crying, weeping.My heart still bleeds.After what you did to me.What he did to me.You dont talk about it, but I know you blame me.And now I am afraid.I know I am lonely.I know I am terrified.I dont want to be alone forever,but i know i will be until you forgive me.Because I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/1038635/ We are a Hypocritical society,walking about, judging all like we ourselves are the only Right.But open your eyes and you will see the Color in the city around you,in the people you pass by.Color me fine, a world of faces, walking canvases instead of stone places.We are an art piece,Our bodies behold.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/1023655/ a random thought that came into my head http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/1018656/ Help stop the "crushing" of small animals! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/1003837/ where will i fall when the earth splits in two?where will my soul go when the stars no longer shine?where will my voice land when there are no more ears to hear it?where will I fall when my home is gone? Earthen Mother do not break,I know your angry you wish to quake,but please don't do so we m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/998046/ Ashes to ashes,dust to dust,if we stand still, our bodies will rust.We are humans our bodies decay,but right now we are living this very day.But we are not living.Expected are we, robots to bewhen everything screams inside me "BE FREE!"Live in the moment.Be in the now.The only question on my mind is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/991423/ I do Believe.In truth, light, love and Universe.I believe in God and Goddess.I believe in Science.I believe in no coincedence or accidents.I believe in multiple overlapping Universes...I believe in Other worlds and Everdreams.I believe in Angels, Devils, Demons and Deamons..In Fairies and Elves and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/988409/ Kind of a gory question of humanity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/983716/ more of a rant, I work in a drivethru restaurant. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/983222/ sort of an apology http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/967402/ simple. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/964522/ if your going to tell me i shouldn't self-hate because its wrong and im "beautiful the way i am" go friggen screw yourself cuz your a hypocrite because you have (had) those same thoughts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/962673/ just a thought http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/946417/ this is the story of how I died. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/940942/ Look at me!Damn it!See me!I wanna be the sex symbol,I wanna be your desire.I want you to want me bad,I wanna be the girl you stare at,the one you lust for. I see you starin at them girls,the ones with figures,b***s so bigthey look fake.With legs so long,you wanna be their thong. I wanna be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/913911/ Terrified in the darkness,shadows fill my little mind, alone.The darkness is so complete, the moon holds little comfort,wraiths of my imagination haunt my every turn. These are memories.Memories of nightmares.Of the terrors,that plagued my tiny world.The monsters would often come,and I would ru.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/905858/ "Fairytales dont tell children that dragons exist, children already know they exist. Fairytales tell children that dragons can be defeated." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/900524/ Like walking on a white sandy beach that stretches for kilometers on end but never reaches the water.Like cups of chocolate milk to cool the heat in our bellys.Like heat waves rippling on the roadways,and kids on their way to school in shorts and tank tops.Canadian "California" weather is the best.&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/887177/ Cry, cry silent from night,sing to the stars and the moon.Rise, rise our voices entwineCombine to make a Song of Sorrow. Solomn and sad,the tears they never had,cry in the night, theSong of Moonlight. Loud and long,the notes sing their song,for tonight they all cryto theMoon. Proud and courageousth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/852417/ part 2 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/838879/ a take on tears http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/837777/ The silence is loud, DEFENINGI can hear my thoughts echo in the soundless roomWhere i lingure i wish  to speakBut No words can sound in here. We all go and walk and thinkBut never do we think to speakBecause the silence is loud, DEFENINGAnd i cannot break it. We can not break it... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/832734/ just a thought http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/830260/ I'm angry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/826963/ i am feeling very emotional and passionate right now, so this is what came out. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/824636/ They say "Home is where the heart is"But what if my Heart Is Missing?Divided Or Broken?Does that mean that My Home is scattered across the world?Left Hanging in the sky with the stars?Waiting for me to come find it?  I hear that Love Is what mak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/819665/ Walking the solitary path to the market, the dew clinging to my skirts, the stars still hang in a setting night sky. I am alone, in this place void of all living things but I, all Mortal things I should say. For I am Human, in a land full of deep dark magical mystery. I gaze up at the Belt of Orion .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/817707/ Like summer that once had brought life to us all,Soon it must end,By leading to fall.Such magical days will all of us know,As we all realize the beautiful snowThat will soon fall,And blanket our days,And turn our lives from colors to greys.For when we are sleeping,All snug and warm,We sleep and drea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/813192/ So long,Long have I longed for you,But you,You don't know.Don't know me,Or about me,You are perfectly oblivious. I wonder why this happens,Always happens to me. But thats besides the point,You are still admired,From affar,And you don't know. But it's not obssesion,It's something else,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/812384/ IamDreya Art. Dramatically imaginative-Everything I do has a underlying meaning,Everything I see is a work of art.Reading, writing and drawing are important-MY LIFE!Extremely strange-I'm an artist what can I say?Young-In reality and Heart,And LOVING ITArtistic-its what I'm good at that countsaf.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/812372/ When the rain beats on your window panes,And the night holds shadowy darkness,When friends have gathered all but you,And the wind begins to start,Howling through the trees outside,Making the night cold and eerie,To you I share the best way,To make the night less dreary. I suggest.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/811328/ Dear Mum and Dad, I am sorry that I am doing this to you, but I feel it is the only way to find who I am. To figure out this whole mix up, to prove I am NOT infact, insane. And I cannot stand to see Mum cry anymore, and Dad, I know I disapoint you, I will make you proud. I love you both.Hugs an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/809922/ just some thoughts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/806846/ I am she,The Child of Ren,And I am he,Born again. I am those who have passed on,And those who will never seeAnother dawn. I am those who have yet to be,And those who's lives hold the key. I am the lover,The fighter,The want. I am the need,I see you bleed,I am the one who forever .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/806062/ You perverted b*****d!You manipulative little snake!You wish you were a man, But a boy is all you are,A messed up son of a b*****. No, lets not be angry at your poor mother. You are the Screwed up one,Not her.And I pity you. I pity you. I despise you, But more,I despise myse.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/805021/ This is my mindset right now. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/800988/ it was here,beautiful and warm.carressing my heart with its infinate heat,gentle and kind, cushioning every beat,Love was mine,but not to keep. long had I dreamt of feeling such Love,wondering when it'd come from above,I knew it was real,from others I saw,but had never felt it,only it's awe.&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/798682/ Hate,such a cruel and final word.But Truth,truth in the word is questioned.Understand,the question that is asked.Asked,to find meaning.Meaning,definition.Sentence,i hate myself.Cruel and final.I.as in me, myself,my ways,my habbits,me.not those around me,not those who know me,just Me.Truth,i&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/798253/ You say your okay,You say that your fine.You say you agree,With the choice that is mine.But still I feel,It is all my fault,I shouldnt have done this,Shouldnt have let youFall.You're such a good person,Your such a great friend,How can I seeThat your heart will now mend,When I got your hopes up,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/795075/ I am a HORRIBLEHuman being.   I say that I Love you with all of my heart...And I do.Don't I?   I say that I will Give you Everything I have...And I do.Don't I?  I want to be With you...And I do.I think...   My heart is driving me in circles here.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/794130/ Desire.Oh how I desire You,My love.I desire you beside me,To surround me,So that I may breathe in yourSweet sweet scent,Like honey-I desire your Lips,To kiss them so softly,To taste your love To let you breathe into me.To taste you-Love,I desire your hands,Your fingers to caressMy skin,And trace the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/793442/      When collision of loose energy became more and more common, each particle adding onto the other, a great miracle did happend. Juno and Jupiter were created.   They were the First Two, and they are said to have been the most powerful Gods in the cosmos. Yet, when ot.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/792431/       It is said that in the beginning, when not even our life planet had come into existence, loose energy flew through tthe eternal space. Collisions of these balls of energy were common, and that is how the Gods and Goddesses came to be.     &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/792426/ I put this up a while ago, but i took it down to do some tweeking, its still as yet unfinished but i thought youd like to see the progress http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/792419/ I had this nightmare last night, one of the worst of late, it was so bad i woke up with my heart racing and i didnt fall back asleep http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/790662/ Everytime, no matter the moment,When I'm alone,I'm wishing on every fallin star,That I was holding you.I close my eyes, And see your soul,I remember how it used to glow,Through into every corner of the room.It used to scatter the nightmares,Expel the saddness.And now I'm wishing on every falling sta.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/789937/ This does not mean that all customers are like this, nor does this have anything to do with real life, it is based on real events but it is not a real customer etc. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/788943/ I nightmare I used to have as a kid, it has had its variations as I grew older, but I always feels the same http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreyaArt/788054/