http://slow.writerscafe.org/Nemiah The original writings of author Masked writer en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775985462 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Still working on http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2885595/ The first part of an LDR http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2884833/ An imaginary friend...With a twist http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2884110/ I want a man who can walk who can really really walk and I want a man who can talk who can really really talk I want a man who can talk and walk the walkand I I want a man who can walk but talk the talk I want a man who can stand right by my side protect me when I'm on the deep s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2881375/ All I hear are the sirens sounding from the purge lmaoo http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2880462/ All underlined pieces are the fill ins http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2879563/ To a family member http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2877216/ For the one my sould connected to once.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2876346/ (Draft) (will need work to be longer) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2875342/ We are connected by a single airflowBreathing in and out each others words as the hours passslowly turning into a million years of mislead generationsleading to a new path of a better one We walk side by side in an almost synchronized stepOpening the same doors we have walked through a million .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2871267/ Needs revisions for sure http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2869618/ A teacher was teaching her class about bullying and gave them the following exercise to perform. She had the children take a piece of paper and told them to crumple it up, stomp on it, and really mess it up but not rip it.Then she had them unfold the paper, smooth it out, and look at how scarred and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2869081/ As one would say...I want people to like me And yet here i amsaying all but the oppisite I dont want people to like meAnd yet here I am A spotlight to the rest of them A darkened room caution tape Wrapped inside my bodyA symbol of warning...But they dont understand Then.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2867048/ Why I cherish reviews http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2865870/ This was mentioned that I should make a short story from one of my poems lol not sure if this counts as a story, but I tried ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2865344/ A person who deserves better http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2865174/ I see him with someone else, and instead of being upset im happy for him.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2864657/ Something I hate is when your friends with someone and yall are having a normal convo but then a rumor starts...One person comes over and acts like he's said something when he hasnt and all you hear is "Said person wants to kiss you"Then for the next two weeks its a whole thing and now when he leave.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2864655/ Please comment if you won, and which Poem/Poems were yours. THESE ALL WERE EQUALLY GOOD, Thanks for participating !!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2864449/ So living in a small town where this story is gunna take place was very complicated when it came to meeting and dating people... Everyone knew everyone and either you were their ex or a family member...Or atleast thats how i thought it would go.Hi, im the managers daughter, and this story is told fr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2863923/ This is gunna be the short/long book, of a friendship between 2 people that met at a convienant store that her mom managed, and he helped customers... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2863922/ I wrote this so people know there not alone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2863903/ I Hate that im addicted...That i find it easy to fallbut the faces that crown my memories...Dont seem to mind at allAnd at nights when my mind turns to youI remember faking it some days not trying to let my true feelings show.I could see when you look at me...like before, yet some how different.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2863901/ We sit in the comfortable silence of the porch, the night already upon us. As we sit, I glance up at him, somethings thats normal now...However I find his eyes already on mine, a nervous shiver creeps up my spine and makes its way through my whole body, though I never look away, and instead smile..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2863692/ I long for himnot him in particularbut what he holds His words, his gaze...his smile, captured by what his mind holds close insideI long for the morning discussionsthe discussions of what happened in the nights past filling the airI long..I long for the wondering whispers and the sacred sm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2863690/ The part that is together are my thoughts, the ones at the end are an inner arughment between yourself and the person who you want to be (also yourself) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2863688/ FIRSTS...There what memories are made of From the first glance, to the first kiss...And from the first physical memory of us close,nit quite cuddling, but close enough to always be touching...Holding hands when the once spoken words have gone to a dull whisper, Just to wander away int.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2863686/ A DREAM? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2863231/ This is strictly about this one guy who I had, and still sometimes have feelings for since last year tis a short love letter sorta story... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2863229/ ~ I face you again today ~ This time like many others its just in my mind ~The thought of the last conversation i had with you floods my mind~I put my hands over my eyes and let the tears fall...~ Something I haven't done in a while ~It was and still sometimes is a pain my heart will .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2861599/ This is to growing, and trying to forget about past relationships http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2861205/ ~ Captured by the light ~Or the motion in  his eyes ~The way I want to fight for him ~And not knowing why~ The way his eyes always on mine~Waiting, wanting to read whats on my never ending mind~And when its Night time whispers wander in the dim starlight  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2861169/ ~I think of a few years ago~The way we used to talk....~we both have grown a lot since then~and somehow i still like you a lot ....~The way you look at me~ Sometimes making it hard to breathe~ but when i look at you, i find the other half in me...~The way you hold my hand ~smiling, leg aga.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nemiah/2861062/