http://slow.writerscafe.org/Momox The original writings of author the penumbra en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776170423 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This is a poem that I wrote awhile back, and I have been conflicted about posting it, it runs a little too deep. Though I finally decided why not. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1660920/ I’ve erased your name a thousand times.I cannot smell your skin or hear the blood flow through your veins,there is a vociferous stillness.I can feel the chill graze my skinlike traveling fingertips,the heat gathers at my wrists.it’s never like it’s supposed to bethere are no s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1660919/ This is my most recent poem. It's more of a ramble than a poem, honestly. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1660918/ no description. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1491442/ I am a changeling childmyosotis woven delicately though my haira crown of thorns placed upon my head,clovers stick between my toesrough soles caked with Earthsoil underneath my bit off fingernails.I am a pagan childwilled into the forest by a whispering windLong lost on the mystical paths underneath.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1469916/ How can you denythe silver-dusted night skyand the stars that have fallenleave sparkles caught in your eyeYou are the bookthat leaves me longing,empty, aching to turn another pagebut fills meso completely thatI swear I've finally became wholethat all my broken piecesmay stick together again, creases.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1457017/ She was just                                       so                 very much her, That it made me wonder      just how much &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1457012/ If the moon was glowing then the star,My Astrid,was beaming with                  raw      unadulterated happinessThat not even the coldest of chills              could kill. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1457010/ I.  the Captain of your ship isn't youbut rather the dreams you holdand the Paradise you thought you forgot.II. maquillage can't change me;it won't makeup for what I'm lacking.III. hope's counterpart is not God.IV. nothing good ever comes freebut you can surely get what you need,enough to get b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1457009/ Her golden dusted lipssplit into a crescent moon grinand the part of me thathad once helda now darkened part of herached with the sting of unrequited loveher laugh sounded of pretty chimesand broken glass,that told less of beauty and more of recent tragedies. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1457007/ You play a multifaceted rolein my mindYour mouth         illustrates my wantjust as your hands        hold my heartand tears the whispering beingthat is my soul  right from the blackened chest                &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1457006/ for her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1457005/ I've always been told that the momentyou wake up is the most importantpart of the day,I wholly disagree, the mostimportant part of my day is whenI wrap myself around a penlike a python and bleed black ink,so each letter and scribble is an endlessonyx abyss of meaning thatI drown in again and ag.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1457003/ The freckles on your shoulders                                                        are my constellations;            &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1457002/ I always forgetto believe in myself,I learn that I've forgotten how topick myself up after I've fallen down, orhow to draw the line when my mouthwon't stop.But I always seem toremember that,the stars don't shine for me and thatthese dirty streets,cluttered with memories,won't change for only me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1457001/ Every time I cut my hair a different wayI feel like a separate personand soI binge on photographs and staring in the mirroruntil the new-ness wares offand I realizeI'm just the same as I was beforejust a different haircutand something as superficial as hairdoesn't change or make a personAnd in .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1456999/ my heart requires a cartographer,with its vast paths and unexplored countries,but you are far from a map-making-man.I find myself less comparing and more acceptingthat I am merely your penumbra;your almost shadowthough it seems I stain you like tea;deceiving Kama sutra chai.the real cost is not.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/1456997/ I wrote this for a poetry contest at school. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/825464/ Random http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/825460/ This is basically...Well it can be interpreted in different ways. I'd like reviews? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/825458/ This is a short story about a girl named Cain and a boy named James. May I have reviews? I'd love some constructive criticism. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757496/ This is a poem type story thing I've been working on for a while, it's not completely finished though. But it's the life of how one angel became a demon and the trouble that follows. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757495/ Life of a Vampire http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757492/ Trap my soul in a cage of lithium my dear, And hope my soul stays put. Far away into a land of the unknown to even the loneliest of men could never find. Where even the ravens never dare trespass, Or the most curious of cats never think to wonder. Love me from afar never up .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757490/ A real life Joker. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757489/ This poem is for a friend of mine and her brothers. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757486/ A childhood memory put into better perspective. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757485/ A heart is like glassBreakableFragile Sharp when broken...I just mightMIGHTTrust you with mine.I'm not saying I'm stupidAnd falling in love'Cause tumbling down a mountain andDrowning in betrayal doesn't appeal to me.Though I might like youI know no one caresEspecially my friendA very close.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757484/ It's....Complicated. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757480/ Feel the darknessChaosHungerLustFall into the mistLet the hate consume you.In the flames I see your faceScreaming; pleadingIn the fiery depths of Hell.Knife in handStained with your bloodThick and warmFull of fear and hate.Remebering the day I ended your life....The day I ended you....The best day o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757479/ We all have our bad sides.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757476/ Random burst of addiction. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757475/ Holding in my angerThrowing away the liesWasting all my breathGiving up my prideWhat'd I do to deserve you?I'll forget all the badAnd focus on your eyesThe sound of your breathHow it sounds when you say my nameAnd every little thing That happens inside of meWhen you cross my mind.The silver str.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757474/ Just a random story I came up with. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757471/ Dare I shed a single tear?No. Instead I'll dream of you...And put away the drugs,You know the ones. The ones I took that night.Dare I flinch?No.instead I'll think of you,Dare I say I love you?Yes I do. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757468/ A pill popping gone wrong. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757464/ We all have secrets, right? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momox/757457/