http://slow.writerscafe.org/Scisenheart The original writings of author Scisenheart en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776348597 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Love is blind.Is that not an insult?When forever closed minded your heart shuts outAll that you refuse to see.I am blind.I cannot see love, I cannot see hope.I do not believe so I refuse to see,Is it not supposed to be the other way round?You do not see so you refure to believe.For we are blind to o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/1011355/ Safely held in lover's arms,Oh me, Oh my, My lust.Helpless in my lover's arms,Doing what I must.I must live each new day throughAnd forget what is wrong,Live through each day and be happyWhen we all sing the same song.A song of joy, A song of hope,Is just as shrill as sorrow,A song that forever shal.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/1011350/ short. sorry about that. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/967107/ If someonehad told Albert M. King ten years ago that on the 13th of August 2023 he wouldhave seen a horse and cart attempt to subtly park in the shelter of the archwaythat connected Cracklam manor to the village wall, he would have thought theywere insane. Though really, now he came to think.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/961197/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/961189/ My name is Rosie. Hence the S.S. Rosie http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/960691/ dole means sorrow or lamentation, so i think you can get what dolorous means. knyght presoner is the name given to the author of le morte d'arthur by himself. passing means exceedingly. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/950026/ I owe an old friend an apology, which I wont give them any time soon. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/949318/ sometimes, my reasons are a little different from what most people assume them to be. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/946736/ one kiss,just one, to say goodnight.we're drunkas hell, so it'll be all rightwhen we wake up tomorrow morning ineach others arms.We've gotto stop! This cant go on.We've beenflirting for far too long,And I really don't want to cause you all thispain and harm.I know sometimes I want youwhen i feel lon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/943468/ again, watch out for the sweary word http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/938318/ I'll post up the stuff about October soon, so you get a little insight into some of the stuff that sparked this. and I think I spelt disheveled wrong, sorry :P oh, and sorry about the mild swear word. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/938200/ im not entirely sure who i am anymore. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/938179/ I care about a lot of guys. weather or not i love them...well, I don't think someone who stopped believing in true love is a good judge of that :P http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/929797/ the start of a novel, I'll keep going soon I hope, but I'm not going to commit to it quite yet :P http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/928620/ trying to make sense of how i feel about my best guy friend, which is quite hard, considering my best girl friend and her boyfriend spend ages scheming about us getting together :( http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/928088/ i failed two of prelims, and only just passed the other three. my friend who i always thought of as more intelligent than me got the same, and i just feel like he never shows who he truly is. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/924863/ catfish and starfish are nicknames for my friend caitlin and me respectivly. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/832019/ what else can i say, there is a boy down south. he is wonderful. quite short though, but somethings are so complex they are better served simply. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/817148/ I think the fact that today was supposed to be all epic wind and storms but it wasn't was the mane inspiration for this poem, then there is my usual "i don't belong here" stuff http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/794487/ just to clear up any confusion over my scottish/british/whatever slang, shag means to have sex.oh, and sorry for the crappy photo, had to use an old one of me as google was coming up short. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/791032/ this started of about a nice innocent poem about how beautiful the moon was, then all of a sudden it was really morbid! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/725445/ cant you hear me?i'm trying not to screambut one day i might crack. I'm not an adultand i don't want to bei'm too young to have been blindedby the hatred of the worldand too old to be allowed to cry. i hated being a childbecause everyone says your naive,they sheil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/725438/ im not so good at rhymig poems. i wrote this during an english N.A.B, because i was so stressed i just had to express my self. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/724836/ second poem i ever wrote. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/723780/ this is about how every year there seem to be less flowers coming up in the spring, and me contemplating god :/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/723776/ It's not fantastic this one, just theraputic. yes, another poem about him from the wait and true happiness! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/722793/ I really know how to put myself down, dont i. i was depressed when i wrote this, convinced that i will never fall in love and that it's the only reason i am alive, love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/721877/ some people take a joke TOO FAR! :'( http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/721717/ we pretend we care when we dont. we force love instead of hate. we kill and cover it with lies of honour. we are human and we are screaming. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/721703/ in connection with the wait. lol, i just re-read this, it had been over 2 months since it happened and they broke up last week, i felt guilty(dont know why) when reading the last stanza :P http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/721693/ this is just a deppressing poem about wanting to escape the city. :( http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/721691/ this is about when i asked someone out, they said no and started dating my best friend. this is me getting over him http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/721688/ this is about a morbid tree i encountered on my way to school, and how perfectly it symbolised how traped i feel, and how walfing to school feels like walking out onto a set of gallows. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/721092/ the ramblings of a teenager who has never been in love, and feels it is the only point in their life, letting lose all their angst and emotion. :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/720747/ alot of teenagers stress over this, but i am describing how i wish to defy societies broad morals concerning it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/720616/ natalie dumberck finds herelf thrust into a new world she does not understand http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/719531/ fantasy novel for teenagers with a dash of romance, acctually, alot of romance! and love and betrayal... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scisenheart/719503/