http://slow.writerscafe.org/newtothisworld The original writings of author bella en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776041348 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I miss my psychic The one who knows all And had wisdom running through her veinsKnowledge free of cost to those who requireI am now one in need and I have no oneA part of the mass population that misses your presenceThe spirits tell me nothing And god and I certainly are not on speaki.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/2111427/ i am madly in love with lightening She doesn't know but I carefully watch her dance through the skyI am engulfed with passion for thunder I've never said a word but every night I let his voice awaken me She's electrifying He's heart stopping The way her core is a happy yello.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/2111420/ If flowers bloomed from my anxiety I’d have acres of racy, red roses Yards of vibrant violets I could swim through fields of lavender And I could breathe in yellow tulips But unfortunately I can never grow beauty Just drown in my own fear Sometimes I imagine those waves are of petals If life c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/2073398/ It's basically about developing my own style of poetry http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/2073381/ I don't know sometimes just need to read something cute and sweet. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/2027778/ Just my version of the love story between the moon and the sun Their love letters/correspondence between them is what the poem consists of http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/1999923/ The fires engulfing  Smell of gasoline enlightening No longer the scent of oppression No longer the feeling of fascism Consuming us and scratching through our skin Welcome to freedom A liberated America   Glass ceiling is shattering Along with cop car windows No longer living in fear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/1997742/ I wish you looked at me the way I looked at you Loving, pleading look on my faceMy eyes begging for your love, your attention God, how truly oblivious you areYou’re unaware, untouched, uninspired By the love I have for you Why can’t you feel it deep down I’ve tried to implant love .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/1996850/ Just a poem to a guy who'll never read this http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/1968473/ In my dreams, my heart, and every breathI'm my own hero my own Prince Charming because in my dreams the princess saves herselfI want to own my own heartkeep it safe in a tower, locked behind a doorOnly I have the key toI'd rather imprison my heartThan trust it with another But .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/1957267/ Letter to myself and anyone who needs it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/1945610/ I am just a girlAn entity with breasts really Born to two star crossed lovers Destined to collide in their burnt out fall From the universe, down to earth Born to the leftover pieces Of the war on drugs And the holocaustRaised by Satan herselfShe still strolls the halls of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/1945030/ First went my heart  It shattered to pieces and when the shards flewThey punctured my lungs  And every word you ever told me     Every word I breathed in       With every ounce of my being Left my lungs They didn't leave me though They ran .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/1944084/ Look at your grandmother   With her soft, childlike eyesLook at the old man at the grocery store    Aged well beyond his yearsLook at the woman gardening      Caring tenderly for her roses Watch as the wrinkles form their faceAnd their thin lips curving u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/1924899/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/1924874/ about my abusive stepmom http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/1923537/ This isn't a goodbye just a giving letter http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/1921004/ poem is inspired by the book Fahrenheit 451 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/1920715/ How different would the world be if theocean was pink, so the creatures couldn't hidethe sky was black to compliment the sunif people cried green, so our tears stained our facesif we bled yellow, to show the happiness fleeingif our words truly expressed how we feel, not our eyesif we used our bullet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/1920287/ There is a girl And all she does is weepwhile wandering in an all white dressAnd she may sound like a ghostand you're correct to assume Because she's mourning the deathof her former selfThere is a boyAnd all he does is screamAnd runLike he's escaping his coffinAnd he may sound like a ghost And you'r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newtothisworld/1920247/