http://slow.writerscafe.org/Beo The original writings of author Miles Wilburn en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776006175 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 We are constantly in flux http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/1175476/ There is beauty in industryIn nature there lies something unique.They clash and fight for dominanceBut realistically everything was green before us.Technology corrupts the dreams of treesHedges trimmed so they cant reach the sunSkyscrapers in their majestyKill off all the flowers and cast shadows on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/1086073/ Love songs are always perfectToo bad they are just dreamsTrying to hide pain, way past realityJaded and afraid, you wander through your daysWishing something clicked, and that everything would changeBut there's nothing higher than expectationsand nothing worse than when I break them. Locked yourself.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/1086044/ Lost Love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/1086024/ In a game of Lord of the Rings Risk with friends...which is still on going. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/1085881/ This is kind of what you make it. Like other poetry! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/1085871/ I don’t want to live life without youReflections make the feeling burn The pain spirals to my head and my heartAnd I slowly fall apart The sun isn’t so brightAnd the cold a bit more bitterMy mood is cold And I feel old I want to take .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/1077176/ A scientist ponders a way to win back his love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/1077172/ Forgiving one who's hurt you, and giving yourself the closure you need http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/1076272/ Forgive me I am not quite myselfFucking up the hand I've been dealtPreference is just to stay at homeBut the friends won't have it, oh no no I've been down, and out, and inLocking horns with a bottle of ginI've been right and wrong againAlways wrong, but I always winThen the morning comes and I feel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/1075747/ Shards of fireballs of ice pour down like sunand shine down like rainThe heart strings lay broken,on a soulless stage,A cruel, cruel fate,for a ice cold case.Your body lay in tatters on that ice cold floor,always craving something, desiring it more.I can't give you what you had,and I won't adapt to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/957741/ About growth and change in the world around you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/957457/ On the other side of the tracks you see yourself as you shouldAll the mistakes you made, and you'd fix them if you couldBut you gotta crawl before you walkAnd you gotta speak before you can talkBut sometimes we get a little daringAnd sometimes its a little bit scaryBut..The life we live is full of w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/951616/ Ends are like beginnings, but are only in reverseAt first you may think of them simply as a curseBut I have found that ends may be beginnings in disguiseA new chapter of a truly wonderful life.Don't be discouraged when life has got you downAnd don't feel so lonely when you've got no one around Becau.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/951158/ What I want and what I needis never quite what it seems But what could be and what isis a piece of perfect blissI say to much so I retreatbehind a wall, a shield for meBut I don't like to hide in waitI miss to much then its too lateSo I won't falter, I won't ceaseI will not stop, I will not ease,Unt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/950616/ The gutters drain the water and the excess from the mindand the windows crack to release the pressure from my eyesAs you flow to each of the ever worn old roomsLittle parts of me become little parts of youBut..The walk into the basement is the creepiest of allWatch out for those cobwebs and that tri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/950580/ Life is calling from angles, which I never thought I'd seeThe 90's and 180's are not just what I mean.Those obtuse and too acute, and just too scared to be at homeI don't want your company, I'd rather be alone.There's an angle in my life, which I'd gladly takea shape of something different, in which.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/950559/ A poem about life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/948842/ If everything is fine..why does it fall apart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/948792/ Watching a connection die. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/947879/ A simple promise.. not kept. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/947830/ Trying some repetition. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/945405/ Like a train wreck in a parking lotLike a car crash in a bathroom stallLike some a*s backwards melodythat you play in your head as you fall asleepLike trying a game with different ruleswithout telling the person what you're trying to doYou feel like you've got something to proveBut you only hurt you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/945402/ The same old murmurs that a squeeky bed aspiresTwo bodies pushing like pistons taking each other higher.The boring, boring, beat of an all too familiar drum.How does this act still inspire fun?I've grown all too bored, with the familiar moans of passionLike a machine, a machina, I'll follow the late.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/831919/ We wandered on these dusty roadstogether you and ILaying on the greenest grassWith stars piercing the skiesThe love we had was like a rosePowerful in bloomBut our love was sent forever, forever into ruin.The jealousy that greedily scratched the surface of the skin.The anger that permeated through th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/831914/ I hate you.I get comfortable and you push me.I get pushed and fall down.I'd think you'd at least help me.But you kick me when I'm down.I hate how I feel when you lead me astray.I hate that you linger around.Fate, fate, fate. You can go f**k off now. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/807646/ I think its fate we see each other.Our paths intertwine.But like the sun and moonEach of us hide. Perhaps one day our paths will dancea slow, and beautiful movement.But our paths are not meant to coincideBut simply collide from time to time.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/807644/ You can be tornfrayedthat heart inside your chestif all remained was a fragmentI would love that fragment eternallyI would keep it, and hold itand grow it back to newI would give you back everythingBut then. What if my heart was brokenwould you care for me, understand mebe there when I'm sad.I say t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/803355/ A fun poem about a house. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/803347/ Burning a bridge. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/803338/ A poem about one of my closest friends http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/803335/ Pondering old Age http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/802683/ We all follow different roads in life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/802620/ A poem about the brevity of life and loving! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/802535/ About my youthful angst. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/802528/ This poem is about sex. Who would of guessed? :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/801640/ The purpose of my poetry! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/801633/ Pondering memories of a lost love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/801428/ Self Descriptive http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/800943/ What I wish for sometimes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/800793/ A poem about my favorite candy :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/800774/ Love is mean :( http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/800769/ Doing things a different way. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/800455/ A poem about love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/800453/ Looking at the past. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/800448/ If you put love in a box in the attic and then took the box out a year later wanting to have that feeling back, this would be that poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/800307/ I wrote this after a bad weekend. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/800305/ The loneliest place of all. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/800304/ Letting go http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/800303/ We can conquer anything if we believe http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Beo/800301/