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		<description>The original writings of author Fia Naturie</description>
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			<title>My Obsession</title>
			<description>Shall I tell you a storyor keep it in a poemShall I tell you a storyor take you home&amp;nbsp;Some verses are hiddensecrets that should not be spilledlove requited and forbiddenbut if I tell you, my lips would not be sealed&amp;nbsp;I wanted someone onceHe never k..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/3121640/</link>
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			<title>Announcement</title>
			<description>Stars Rite</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2963051/</link>
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			<title>Stars Rite Activation</title>
			<description>https://starsrite.com/members/fianaturie/
hypofrost888@gmail.com</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2961344/</link>
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			<title>Can I take you home?</title>
			<description>Hey everyone, hope you're all having a great day!I&amp;rsquo;ve been in the background lately, reading some of the posts about the increase in spammy ads and people receiving unwanted messages or pictures. It's really unfortunate, and definitely not the kind of environment any of us want to be in.I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2956381/</link>
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			<title>15%</title>
			<description>I stifled myself in front of your eyes&amp;nbsp;I pulled back so much so I can get your &amp;ldquo;Hi&amp;rsquo;s&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Sitting in this corner and watching you all be you&amp;nbsp;I would love to be the true me too&amp;nbsp;But I have given my word, and I will only give 15%, as I sigh&amp;nbsp;15% is not much in this..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2951964/</link>
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			<title>Return the love part 2</title>
			<description>There are two poems here. The second is darker than the first. One is allowing a person in just to shut them out again out of fear
The second poem shows what loving so many different styles can do</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2950631/</link>
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			<title>Return the Love</title>
			<description>I was stuck on what to write, then I saw on here it said share the love.lol</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2950420/</link>
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			<title>Dantea's Level of Hell</title>
			<description>The moment I saw you&amp;nbsp;I knew whose lips those belonged to You were placed in my pathLike a damn test, knowing full well I will not pass Others swarm and test what is mineBelieve me when I say you're mine I stay in the shadows and watchPleasure taken from you rejecting their touch You hide the ma..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2950274/</link>
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			<title>Did You Really Want the Good?</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I laugh because you don't see the blood dripping from my nails&amp;nbsp;Be a good girl you said&amp;nbsp;You want to be my good girl&amp;nbsp;I never agreed to be good in any way shape or fashion&amp;nbsp;I'll be good for that second and then the bad comes out&amp;nbsp;You like the bad. you just don't want to say..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2948765/</link>
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			<title>Mamas Don't</title>
			<description>TextMama, please don&amp;rsquo;t leaveDaddy is having a hard time.He said he can&amp;rsquo;t look at meHe cries all the timeTextMamas don&amp;rsquo;t usually goYou left me here, just meDaddy is so angryI just don&amp;rsquo;t understand this thoughTextMama, Why don&amp;rsquo;t you come home?Daddy has been goneHe leaves ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2932919/</link>
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			<title>Let's Talk</title>
			<description>Tell me what you needTell me what I can&amp;rsquo;t seeThe pain that lies beneath&amp;nbsp;The pain cannot be explainedIt rolls endlessly in my brainTell you&amp;hellip;For what?It&amp;rsquo;ll drive you insane.No, talking will not help me&amp;nbsp;I can't tell youThen you will seeThe damagesThe cracksThat is deep in m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2929386/</link>
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			<title>Jealous of a Dream</title>
			<description>When you close your eyesDoes she call you babyDoes she make you smileA lot more maybeDo you tell her your problems?Hoping she&amp;rsquo;ll solve&amp;rsquo;emWhen she touches your hairDo you lovingly stareI am jealousCan&amp;rsquo;t you seeYou dream about herThat her, is &amp;nbsp;meYou tell me over and overHow she ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2929385/</link>
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			<title>Stillness</title>
			<description>I sit here looking at the burnt orange sunsetReflecting off the flat pondI am no painter with a brush and easelMy thoughts paint the sceneMy words color itMay it be dark or light or somewhere in betweenStill, I look at the stillnessI envy the quiet in this moment of duskTo see peace and never have i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2922853/</link>
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			<title>My Platonic Lover</title>
			<description>This was created when I was watching Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton interactions</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2922566/</link>
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			<title>The Sky</title>
			<description>Have you ever thought of the sky, &amp;nbsp;looking down at us and asking why?Why were we made?What was the purpose of man?How do we coincide?Do you think the sky rages from being annoyed at us?It's like being on an ant farm.Causing each other harm.To go this way and that?I would be mad at this fact.May..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2922565/</link>
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			<title>Pen Pals</title>
			<description>Pen to paperI spill what&amp;rsquo;s inside.What do I have left?It&amp;rsquo;s just my pride.Did you pique my interest?Yes, you have.Do I want to continue this?There are many pleasures to be had.What am I looking for?Is for you to seek.To want to get to know.Every aspect of meI closed myself off.I am tired ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2906347/</link>
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			<title>Goodbye My Lover</title>
			<description>This is a vampire love story. Only one character I am posting. Not sure I will keep it here. I hope you enjoy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2906290/</link>
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			<title>Let Me Serve You</title>
			<description>I want to serve younot as a servant to her Masterbut to a lover to whom she lovesLet me serve youas you lay down on silken sheetsin a scented room of passionflowerYou deserve me serving youas you watch my deliberate movementshowing all the care I can pour into itIn serving youI will massage away the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2906046/</link>
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			<title>My Snowflake Lover</title>
			<description>This is something that was not plannedThe moment you stood there and took my handI recall it well...T'was the day the first snow fellI was trembling inside, you seeI wasn't sure you were willing to beWith me on these cold winter nightsAs I made love to you in the firelightWe both have a few years on..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2905748/</link>
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			<title>Sweet Tooth</title>
			<description>I never considered myself as having a sweet tooth &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;if my coffee is too sweet &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I pour it out &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;if the frosting of a cake is too sweet &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I push it aside &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Even if the fruit is too ripe &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I will not take a bite &amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2904503/</link>
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			<title>Stars Write</title>
			<description>I love writing, posting and getting responses. Also, to give it in return. I am also on starsrite. a new site;))</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2903354/</link>
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			<title>Letting Go</title>
			<description>You are the beauty in my soulI didn&amp;rsquo;t realize made a hole.Why did you have to goWhy did I let you goYou are the bird that singsThat swoops around a playful thing.Why did you have to goWhy did I let you goYou were a typhoon in the gloomIn the quiet of my room.Why did you have to goWhy did I let..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2903221/</link>
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			<title>Interview with Self</title>
			<description>Musings</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2901982/</link>
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			<title>The Rhythm</title>
			<description>The first time I learned to danceI was on my father's feet.He moved from left to rightHe told me to listen to the beat.I smiled up at himThinking I'd accomplished much.He let me loose...But too often I came unstuck!Later, as I got olderThe rhythm came easily.Swaying from left to right had changedAnd..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2901815/</link>
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			<title>Red Roses</title>
			<description>I tried to see where I could add who I collaborate with. Name is Billy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2899186/</link>
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			<title>Dream...</title>
			<description>Dear SorrowYou have guided me through a torrential stormAt times it seemed like you wanted to let goBut I beg for you to stay just a while longerUntil I meet the black of exhausted sleepDear CalmYou are rarely around these daysI have tried to seek you outI have left you messagesI even thought of sen..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2899177/</link>
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			<title>Thoughts on Friendship</title>
			<description>There is a fear here &amp;nbsp;it is palatable &amp;nbsp;every time I go near here &amp;nbsp;you draw back a little &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;have you forgotten how it felt &amp;nbsp;to be a friend and nothing else &amp;nbsp;to tell somebody your sorrows &amp;nbsp;your dreams of tomorrow &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;no one needs to get down on their kne..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2898270/</link>
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			<title>Blood</title>
			<description>It is said that blood is the memory of our pastIt holds in every cell of the ones that have long goneWhen we cut and bleed out we lose part of our pastAll on hardened floor that people stepped onPeopleSteppedOnSo instead of losing what little drops of the pastI find a pen and tip it in,before it dri..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2896289/</link>
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			<title>Bird</title>
			<description>To be a birdThe goal is to learn how to flyNot to sink down quickly to the ground&amp;nbsp;As others walk on byYou must catch the windsoar and swoopsDoing all these magnificent tricksabove the roofsLife in any formIs difficult to navigateTo adapt and changeTo avoid unnecessary hateI like being that bird..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2894728/</link>
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			<title>The Light</title>
			<description>I allowed you to take liberties&amp;nbsp;For your own comfortability&amp;nbsp;As I realize what I had seen&amp;nbsp;Was someone,who is in between.Between, this world and the next,Clawing my way out with &amp;ldquo;life&amp;rdquo; nets.I refuse to receive a scarBecause my body has enough of its ownI do not need to see m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2894418/</link>
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			<title>Cry</title>
			<description>Why do angles cry?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;On angelic faces,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Leaving tracks behind.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Leaving traces,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;On a wound,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That cannot heal.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;From lashes of words,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Made from steel.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Why do the tears fall from grace?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Upon this ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2893941/</link>
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			<title>Panic</title>
			<description>I can&amp;rsquo;t breatheWhat do you do when you can&amp;rsquo;t breathe?You can&amp;rsquo;t find space.There is no air to be hadPeople say to calm downHow can I calm downPulse is rapidly beatingBlood pressure steadily increasingNatural Adrenaline is off the chartsGrabbing my chest feeling my heartI &amp;nbsp;C..A...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2893772/</link>
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			<title>Reason</title>
			<description>I had made a YouTube video for this poem. It is my first.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2893630/</link>
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			<title>Tired</title>
			<description>What to say?When the words don&amp;rsquo;t flow.When the river runs dry.There are no depths below.I&amp;rsquo;m shattered.Into minuscule pieces of fine glass,hidden in deep creases.Weary is too soft,To light, it has no weightTo hold what I feel.If drained was the best I could do,Then that word still would n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2893605/</link>
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			<title>E Major</title>
			<description>I place my fingers on top of the keysTo belt out a simple melodyInstead, the pounding sound resounds.Coming from deep undergroundI wanted it soft and light as I feltThe world wanted something harder.As the cord was struck by a hammer&amp;rsquo;s beltMovement after movement in memorizedSyncopationSweat a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2893471/</link>
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			<title>Rainbows are liars</title>
			<description>I seen a rainbow today&amp;nbsp;It brought a smile to my face&amp;nbsp;It made me believe that their is something good to see&amp;nbsp;Why did I believe&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I thought of the rainbow today&amp;nbsp;Something beautiful to acquire&amp;nbsp;Like colorful jewels&amp;nbsp;Rainbows are liars&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Why was there a rain..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2893397/</link>
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			<title>Water</title>
			<description>Midnight musings</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2893227/</link>
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			<title>Musing</title>
			<description>3 words</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2892877/</link>
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			<title>City</title>
			<description>Constant Noise.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Constant beats.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Constant walking,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;on city streets.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Never that dark.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;lights light up the sky.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Never walk in the park.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Late at night.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Carts of food,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;at every corne..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fianaturie/2892694/</link>
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