http://slow.writerscafe.org/abril_ The original writings of author abril en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775986651 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sometimes you win, you ace, you make it to the top, you always have a place.Some other times, opposite. You lose, You drop fr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2913162/ and I guess you don't seem to understandwhat kind of love every person wants to receivea kind of love that doesn't need explanation,a kind of love you feel whenever you lay your eyes on that person,a kind of love where their laughter sounds like a tune in thy ears,a kind of love where ev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2875528/ If it's not love,then i guess im just meant to fullfill everyone else's pleasure,meant to just exist for temporary joy,meant to just hang there,be an option, and be nothing.I guess that's what I was made for,if it's not love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2875527/ I knew youfor a short period of timeButI don't know if you were just a chapteror you were the whole storyor atleast I, myself, turned you into one. I knew there's something about youthat I won't ever forget.No oneNeither am Ican specify what is itBut it'll linger on me like a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2844403/ At first, It was rainbows and butterflies.I thought we'd compromise.I thought it'll move us along.But then came heartaches,Suddenly, all we feel is heartbreaks. Where did we go wrong?I thought I was destined to fall,but we fell�"apart. I knew it,this is not mean.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2844402/ I tried to be self-lessfor someone who's selfish. You knew the past still haunts me,yet you talked about it freely. Carelessly. You wanted to end up to me,yet you end up ending me. The walls I was trying to build.The hole I am tired covering up.The tears I was trying to hold .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2844401/ I often get losteither in beats,the street,and thinking.Maybe because I was wandering too much?�"what to listen�"where to go�"what do I want to do http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2837110/ This is a story poem, I guess? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2836873/ Lazy and cozy morningsare what im up to:the fondness of having a hard timeopening thy eyes,Yawning from the drowsiness thy still feel after staying up 'till 4.Light-headed. Cute yet messy morning hair.Bedroom voice. Crumbling tummy. Having the urge to look for mummy,that's me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2836872/ So long for this friendship that I thought would last�"For the memories we had. The never ending talks about what's aheadThe hello and goodbyes that are said�"It's sad. The wind has changed,I'll 'walk on the street' nowremembering only the 'distant memories'�"memo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2836871/ This month started off on giving me a cold welcomeRain continuously gives plants a bathe, making them ready to blossom Waterdrops bear resemblance teardrops on the leavesWere those signs that I'd be alone, until new year's eve? Then there came, youAlways looking so innocent, have I told .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2832806/ us on our own worldhiding away from the cruel reality..you pick and smash your sticksas I write on my note,all the subjectwould be you,what else could I ask for? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2832554/ I hate to admit itBut I want to perish..or maybe just vanish. I want to flee.  We all have miserieswe want to escape,or maybe face.I'm stuck in between.I can't escape nor face it.  When will this misery I created would eventually end?or will .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2832553/ I thought it fade awaythought it already left meI thought I already put it into graveBut no,it's still herehaunting mecontinuously haunting meIt's a never-ending mazeI got nothing left to doEither to run from itor face itI don't want toI rather die run.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2832551/ Was she really the best that brought pigmentto yourcolorless world?  I guess she was,I envy her,it felt likeas ifshe introduced youhow beautiful the world is,wellit really is,when you exist,  however..  was I too.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2832550/ All the efforts that I did,never seemed to impress you,I dress up,It never seemed enough.Was everything even enough to you?No,You try too hard,too much.You're selfish.Everyone and everything disappoints you.Anyway,f**k you,self. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2832549/ Let's agree on me loving youfrom distance, like how I admire the sky on mornings like this,and you being closer to myheart, than my vein. I'll be the shadow-like like the crumples you see on this bed sheetwe lay onOn me, being a stranger whom you can share and tell yourtroub.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2832548/ I don't want to end things on goodbyes.So maybe, just like how the sky always greet me with promisingsoothing cool wind of air whenever I step outside,I'll swiftly wave my hands to you,with a reassuring gaze,pleading eyes..craving to see you again,whenever we have to part our way.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2831756/ Your certain smellalways leave a stain in my soul.The way my mom never forgetsto leave a lipstick stainon every mugshe uses every morning. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2831755/ When will I everhave a chanceto have a good night's sleep?A sleep where I don't have to worryabout anything,anything that would happen in the morning I want all my sorrowsand painsand bad memoriesjust to go away.Can't that happen?when will it happen?will it ever happen? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2831571/ I want to have someonesomeday..Someone who'll hold me tightgrip my waist onto himgrip on me tight as if he never want to let goSomeone who'll comb my hairsmells it then slightly kisses my head after,gives my hand small kisseswhile looking me straight in the eyejust like how I s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2831569/ how will it be tomorrow? where today,I felt nothingbut pure euphoriawhat I 'think' I feltwas genuine,is genuine,will remain pure. will the doubts still ahead?would it stay?how will it be tomorrow?if we had so much happiness,bliss,andjoythat my heart is achingfor a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2831568/ Every people could kill, even a priest or a child, but canyou consider a person who has a disorder, a murderer? or we consider them as aPsychopath? A monster? Is there a difference?Me and Percival Newt met about 4 years ago. He is a kind andintelligent man, so I fell in love. We live toget.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2830596/ I know a girl,a woman?a child? I don't know,she's still learning,still exploring,still enjoying her time lineYou could definitely compare herto others,since she's common,not that extraordinary,but just ordinary.You won't even see a glimpse of her in the crowd,unnoticeable,as if she's invisible .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2829915/ I tried talking about it,tried listening to some tunes,to at least calm,but it doesn't work out,nothing ever seems to work out. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2829914/ It was a place,so quiet,full of dying trees,a gore aura that gives me chills..Yet I liked itI liked how peaceful it wasI liked how quiet it was,no people,no cruelty,no greed,no exploitation,no lust,nothing,just me and the loud silenceof an empty crowd. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2829912/ I still remember how you told meYou remember me whenever youlisten to the songs that I told youthat later onyou got addicted on listening.How you greet me and askhow did my day go,How was my degree treating me,and how cute my cat ison my stories.How you showed me,that you saved a picture of me.How f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2829909/ I felt full yesterday,why does today feels different?I feel so lost,kept on worrying,what seems to be bothering me?I don't know.This joy that I wear,made me more anxious, and tired,and gone, when it should bemake me feel better yet,this is s****y.It's not fair,Is life even fair? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2829908/ I know your nameyour eyes, your smilewere breathtakingly beautifulI want to feel safein your arms,was it fate?You're beyond anyone's imaginationI long just a little glimpse of you,I wanted to touch you,hold you, and make you feel I don't want to let go.This might sound cheesy,but this one is for you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2829906/ Black, long, shiny hairHow did it happen?So unfair,You're more beautifulthan I am.Tall, and smartHow can I compete?What should I do?Should I tell you?No, that'll be absurdYou don't even know me,My name, my whole existence.Am I to blame? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2829905/ Come, Let's head insideI got bottles of wine under my bed,empty bottles of it, you'll seemessy opened beer-in-cans on the floor,don't worry about anything, honeyI already shut the doorLet's get drunk in the dark,Fill our lungs with smoke,Burn our souls with 10 sticks..no,not enough,let's make i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abril_/2829903/