http://slow.writerscafe.org/SpiritOfPoetry The original writings of author Spirit Of Poetry en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776229363 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Poem 1: Alone (Part I)I am alone,I shall not moan,Because then I would moan too much,I shall not moan as such,Because there is no point,The zombies have taken my family,And the world,I am so fearful, my hair has curled,Happens all the time,I was going to buy my wife a present,Because a day from here.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2018086/ Smashed windows, Who could have done it? Nobody knows. The smell of blood and s**t continuously flows, I can see why the police had put pegs on their noses, Because the smell was not as pleasant as roses, Only a careless psychopath could have done something like this,&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017890/ The Murderer's Den  Big, very big, Look, a tortured pig, Held still, Stuck to the wall, Unable to make a call, Its legs literally screwed down, Probably dead long ago, Stinks like he needed to go, Stinks of s**t, More than a bit, There.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017886/ Rainy Day The clouds are grey. It's not a good day, We all would say, If we would not all miserably, Stare at the half-faulty television set, That my father had won in a bet, I had decided to go to bed, Nothing from the other members of the family was sai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017884/ (This is for the soldiers who died in World War One, and the survivors of World War One. Peace be with the souls at rest, and this poem is also made for the 100th anniversary since the end of the first World War).  World War One  Down in the disgusting trenches, Becomin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017855/ Now that my mother is in bed, Resting her battered head, I have now been shaking for the past few days, Mentally ill in some many ways, Now I have been struggling to get some sleep, I'm paranoid, I'm scared, and I think I can get a little bit of rest now,   I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017851/ Hopefully, I will be having a longer experience in my dream tonight. I like that dream. I hope I will actually be in that dream tonight. *My mother opens the door, to say goodnight* "Amy, have you brushed your teeth?" "Yes, I have brushed my teeth, bottom, top, At the corner.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017850/ "Goodnight, mother." Mother: "Goodnight, Amy." As I closed my eyes, I had awoken into another land, Not in the pink sky, I was on the ground, on the green sand, Nothing in this reality, was ever bland, My friend, Catherine, had come back, I gave her my hand, We were run.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017849/ Dream OneClouds in the sky, A bright pink coloured, Nah, this isn't sunrise, It is the natural colour of the sky, And the sun, I'm flying on a cloud, And I'm really far, I'm really high, I'm zooming past unicorns, Unicorns with rainbows coming out of their asses,&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017844/ Just me, alone in my room.  Gosh, I'm tired, Yay, I get to see my friends tomorrow, Oh no, what is that smell? All girly, smells like perfume. I am really tired. I'll fall asleep soon, I know I will. I'm sure I had heard a noise, Oh, that was ju.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017842/ Various Qualities of LifeGetting a limousine to work, Some people working as a fast food clerk, Eating at the finest restaurant every night, Find a place to eat, just all I can afford for now, a small bite, Going back home to my wonderful kids, And my five-floor house, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017835/ Time (Part II)Time is unfortunate, Time is money, Time can make you old, Time can make you funny, Once born, Once dead, Time is good, Time is bad, Time is something that we are unsure of, Is it an illusion? We are all in states of confusion, All.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017831/ Time, We don't all have time for anything, We're in a rush to get the doctors', because we're running out of time, We're late, we're early, You are a baby, you have no hair, You are a child, your hair is curly, I'm late for the meeting, We're the first ones to get .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017829/ This Devious Bully, This Devious Lunatic.  Now let me tell you, about this devious bully, She messed with her targets, and made them sad fully, She slapped them, and trapped them, Inside an abandoned building, kidnapped them, Snapped at them, did all the worse.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017828/ The Rivers of Blood. Seeing the rivers of blood, I never knew, somebody could, Kill a thousand bleeding people, And dump them into the seas, Where they would freeze, Where they would try to escape, But sank eventually, But those poor people didn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017827/ The Possible Future. What could possibly go wrong? Could Donald Trump be assassinated? Could some brave person give him the sleeping song? Could we have flying cars? Could we have better tunes? Could we have less cyberbullying? Could we have less drunk pe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017826/ There once was a pink dragon, Its a*s, as big as a wagon, The other dragons mocked him, As no other dragon was pink, The dragon had three eyes, Its face was tilting up, Towards the skies, And it was every day, It would be mocked, But the other dragons,&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017825/ This is about my great aunt, who lived far apart from me. She lived until around 2013-2014, I can't remember. It seems so long since I saw her.   It makes my heart, metaphorically bleed, To see her one more time, and that is the need, And the sad truth is, I won't .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017823/ The Least Leaves of Autumn  Watching the last leaves of autumn fall, That wonderful, bright orange colour, Lightly dropping off like a feather from inside a cushion, These trees remained skinny and tall, Now that they had made their final 'Goodb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017822/ The Kindest Man Alive  The kindest man alive, his happiness would always thrive, Day by day, there'll always be a way, That somebody will smile, because he's there, Because his presence is clear, he'll go for a beer, Make a dog out of balloons at parties, Or occasi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017820/ The Internet is a nice place, For people who want to make money From uploading videos, To advertising beauty products, meant for the face, The Internet is a popular place to get a job from, In this time, Most websites normally end in .com, But may I warn you, the i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017818/ play Splatoon. Revision shall be for later, Because I am a lazy alligator.  I think I am done watching television, My stomach is rumbling, My mouth is mumbling, My mouth is dry, Feel like I'm gonna die. Haven't eaten in an hour, My stomach .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017816/ The Darkest Teenager: Well, I'm sorry to tell you, Some really bad news, Your dad died in a car crash today, I can't say it in any other way, But the only thing I can also say, Is sorry. I feel bad for you kid, Goodbye, get well, I bid, Hang on, are those word.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017814/ Surfing Through the Days of Summer.  Boys playing with their friends in polo shirts, Girls playing with their friends in short skirts, Husbands having a glass of lemonade in the back,The kids play until the skies turn black,Their coats on the hallway coat rack,While they watch th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017813/ The skies, The shade of the faintest pink, You wake up from your sleep, You sit up and open the curtains, Those clouds, make you think, Aren't we lucky to live on Earth? I wonder if the rarest piece of Earth, Was sold at an auction, How much would it be worth?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017812/ Settling down in my chair at sunset, Afternoon and Night, have only just met, After we've had a game a volleyball, It is time to pack away the net, Now I am chilled out with a drink at my side, Is this the best it is going to get? The sun is settling as nicely as I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017811/ The green hills shine. The sunlight, Is so bright, Everyone is fine, It was once a beautiful view, Then everybody sat on it, But that made it look even better, Nothing was new. It was the same old thing. The grass was warm, A nice 'warm', to be preci.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017808/ Floating away, outside of the Earth, Going to space for all of this money, was it worth spending? vacuum, Whether you're angry, or you are approached by doom, Such a rare opportunity to go out in space, And now I'm stuck, All the spaceship controls aren't working, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017807/ SatisfactionSitting by the fire in your toasty living room, Going to the clothing shop, sampling some perfume, Going to the bakers, picking up a fresh donut fume, Being dehydrated, having the taste of cold, spring water, Laying on the beach and you feel t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017803/ Sad Truth Of Today  Sad fuckers walking by with their selfie sticks, And filters on social medias that make normal people look like pricks. Nuclear missiles at Donald Trump's door, Long conversations that do not happen anymore, Replaced with letters from .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017802/ Raining Diamonds (Part II)  It has been raining diamonds for twenty two days. The hot diamonds have caused destruction, The internet cannot function, We are in danger, All because of diamonds, Just hot sparkly jewels, Closed, is every school. Th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017799/ "It's a miracle!" Some random person yelled. "Across the world, there are-" Many similar news stations would report, Fire is all they could smell, It came from space, Says N.A.S.A., and the diamonds are coming down, Faster and faster, They shot down,&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017798/ You have fantastic cures, For disgusting diseases, You have intelligent cameras, That easily secures, You have technology replacing, Pianos, Guitars, and Drums, There are celebrities, With implants, With enormous bums, So big if they ever went on a plane,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017796/ Her Name was Ann, A voice like a fan, Loud and warped, She loved to kill, Had nobody to give her properties to, When it came to writing her will. Everybody in her family had been killed by her, Once a stranger had accidentally walked into Ann, And he unfortuna.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017792/ Advantages and Disadvantages of MoneyMoney can make you the happiest man every knows, Whenever you have too much of it, you brag and brag, Your happiness glows, Sadness blows, Money can get you pretty much anything you like, A car, some shoes, technology, a bike, B.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017791/ This is from October 2017Miserable Sights:  I was lying in mud, but I didn't know why, My vision was funny and the ground was uncomfortable, But for some reason, I had seen my surroundings move, And I was in discomfort. I had remembered,I had twenty .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017789/ Meeting The Animals As I entered the zoo, My daughter wanted the loo, Isn't it awkward when you have to wait? Nah, not many people that wait, hate, I'm just an impatient adult, After being a miserable git for many years, That is the result, So m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017787/ MAN'S BEST FRIEND  Man's best friend, A wonderful dog, You can do lots of things with man's best friend, Feed them and walk them, take them round the bend, Man's best friend, lovely for weekends, You can pet them and they can protect you from a menacing, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017786/ Love Isn't That Powerful, (I  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017784/ Looking Towards Another Galaxy Far Away  Who needs a deckchair? Lie on the bloody floor. At least, if your neck becomes sore, You'll have space to look at. I feel sorry for your cat, You still haven't fed Sunny for f*****g hours, You've been looking at the sta.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017780/ Light, light, it seems so bright, It is the only thing that makes our sight, If we didn't have light, we couldn't see right, Even at night, There is light, But it doesn't just come from the street lamps, Outside your house, It comes from the stars, Little suns.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017777/ Is This the Life We Really Want? (A Poem Inspired By Roger Water's 2017 Solo Album: 'Is This The Life We Really Want?'). Is This The Life We Really Want? This president that will build a wall, that will haunt? Isolating America from Mexico, That.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017775/ Insanity  Should I kill myself now? Should I kill myself later? I can't decide, it is too fun, Should I chop parts of me up, And sell them, So I can happily cater, Other people and myself, Cannibals and the poor? Should I leave myself again?&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017772/ Innocence Going to the shop, choosing your favourite sweets, Walking inside your grandmother's house, Going to the living room first, choosing the reclining seats, Resting in bed, resting those feet, Telling your mother your brother had hit you, The mother would slap hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017770/ How Time Has Changed Once, there was a time where there were no iPhones, No televisions, no flying drones, No idiots who haven't got internet and moans, No biased news stations, no radios or Facebook, No dirty videos on Brocolli, Sweetcorn . Not much obesity, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017768/ Feelings are important, they're vital, they'll tell anybody whether your feeling, Good enough to go on stage, even at the dance recital. Feelings are important, without them you would be a robot, With feelings, they'll tell your teacher if you are feeling sick, Or wheth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017766/ Fears What could be worse than falling off a tower? What could be worse than having a cold shower in Winter? What could be worse than a shy person, going to fly? What could be worse than thinking about death? Another coffin in the graveyard, oh no, did I die? What could.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017764/ Drugs  They keep rotting your sadness away, Until one day, You find out the cops have come, You s**t yourself, and say: "What have I done?" You had your fun, in your room of isolation, Away from the wonderful sun, Once made you happy, Once made you forget.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017761/ DO YOU HAVE THE BALLS TO DO IT?  Do you have the balls to do it? To stick up for your mate, That you highly appreciate? From these sad-a*s bullies, That rob all his goodies? Before they already rob him?  Do you have the balls to do it? To ask for a g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017758/ I feel angry, so these words that will be coming down below this current text, Would be in a shouting tone, like I was really angry. I am not angry now at the time of this, But I was not long ago. This is what I would have written to throw out the anger off my mind. Be warne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritOfPoetry/2017755/