http://slow.writerscafe.org/voilaloves The original writings of author Viola en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776037745 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Things melissa would say: I am locked in a room, the walls are black. It's a small place, confined and tiny. The walls seem weird. I can see the world, but it fails to see me. I can hear the world, but the worlds fails to hear me. I look at people  deciding what to do about  m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/3130334/ sitting in the library,realising my futility.Students in my class carry their heavy books of physics,chemistry and mathsTheir eyes filled with ambition,mine of hopelessness.Their mind ready to take the knowledge from the booksmine silentTheir silence a loud preparationMine a testament of my los.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/3128173/ Ever since I was a kid I have hated my birthdays.February is such a beautiful month. When I think of it I imagine beautiful pink flowers and sunlight that embraces you and a sky so clear it makes you feel alive. Feb is such a magical month maybe it seems different  to us because it has less num.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/3125066/ Going down the stairs with my foot aching and begging me to stop walking, I land myself into my friends' class.Nothing sort of different,I just go to their class to feel like 'home',I go their to just meet my friends.Atleast now I just go there with the intent of meeting my friends.In the past their.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/3124448/ On some days I wish having a kid.I find the idea of bringing a life into this world very divine. To nourish a soul, give body to it and to make it see the light of this world is something that isn't appreciated enough. This year I had a mini surgery, an extra cell was cut off by the skilled dr and I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/3119568/ I give up.When that random girl said weird things about you it broke my heart.I hated you,I hated her and I hated myself.I hated myself for expecting too much.I hated myself for knowing too much.I hated myself for judging.I hated her for saying ill about you.I hated her for telling me to stop.I hate.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/2962695/ A musician that writes on weekends. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/2958213/ this poem has no structure because my thoughts don't too. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/2949318/ to the man i wrote this for, please come help me i hope this letter reaches you love you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/2940471/ when I grow out of this teenage skin who will I be?will I be still afraid of the rain?or will I know how to fight my fear.will I learn the art of letting go?or will I still cling to my past will I be happier?or will my hormones still find ways to infulence mewill I still feel lonely?or will I rea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/2936599/ dearest social science,It has been months,how have you been?I have been 'fine'.I thought that with time maybe,just maybe,I will heal the broken heart of mine,maybe i will fix the soul of mine that has shattered.But you cannot crumble a paper and expect if to be wrinkle-free,you cannot rain all night.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/2931514/ Dear social science,It finally ends for us,Does it? I gave my last exam of yours. Does it hurt you the same way it does to me? Do tears roll down your cheek everytime you think of me? Because for me they do.7th of March, 2024 was a day I didn't want to live . But I did. The days before it were.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/2931512/ dearest social science How have you been doing?I think about the days when we used to spend our afternoons together and our night giggling.I still can't get you out of my mind.Everyone in my new class knows me as your lover.Our relationship is getting a lil to famous specially after i open my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/2931511/ Dear Social Science,I think i fell for you.Fell so badly for you that i cannot be picked up now.I remember the day I fell for you.It was 5th grade's history chapter world war.I never knew you were so beautiful until i read that chapter.9 year old me loved you so much that she would tell eveyone abou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/2931510/ Because it wasn't just a blood test it was a day to express4 bottles of bloodThey take from my veins1 bottle extraAm hour later they take.She wipes my skinWith that alcohol rub'I will just draw some blood 'She proceeds with the needle 1..2..3... It is in. My skin I see .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/2929565/ Dear moon,How is he? You get to see him more than I do. You get to see his eyes twinkle, hear his laughter, his giggles more than I do. Makes me very jealous not going to lie.I hope you are protecting him. I hope you are loving him.As for me life makes no sense. I have you but not him. It is this mu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/2929563/ Your arms wrapped around meMy arms wrapped around youThe kind of sight i had wished for I hold you tight and you hold me tighterYou kiss me and I kiss you harder You say you love me And I say I love you moreYou gently caress my hair And I blush all red A pretty sight i had alwa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/2929561/ Finding the fairytale I adore slowly turning into my reality. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/2929560/ Words were never theIntimate way to  expressSo I used my eyesIn hopes to expressBut you my love, you failed to read themEven after many  thousand triesWeren't my tearsEnough for as  a sign?My dilated pupilsMy  shining eyesIt was clearly a sign, loveThat you failed to realise.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/voilaloves/2929558/