http://slow.writerscafe.org/hamza The original writings of author Hamza en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776003412 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 We are the face of a burnt coin.. Engraved yet dark... Unseen yet there ... We are the soul ripped into pieces of a puzzle .. Separate yet fitting perfectly .. There are days we might say the lines are not visible, the pieces don't fit .. But isn't that too little for the larger .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1453545/ Not everything is known through silence ... Sometimes gestures too work.. Sometimes words too are required .. Dreams just aren't enough ... Sometimes ..  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1127368/ never ask, never presume, never anticipate ...you are unique in yourself ...every tear is just so priceless ...lament little for even the slightest thing ..because, hopelessly, the hope is that ..we have so much to feel good about ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1093214/ They say, everybody has a yarn to tell… everybody has a tale confinedwithin the ramparts of the heart..But little do they know that noteveryone has a story, not everyone has a tale…Some people come and go and yet they have nothing to say, nothing tohide, and nothing to prove… th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1084372/ Smile ... For the world around needs it, feels it and transpires it tothe next level of life !I believe, that a smile can change the course of our lives, change thepaths of distress and shift us from the depths of darkness andsolitude to extreme business and union with the world ...Isn't this what e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1079776/ from the deepest corner of my heart.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1073965/ when you make someone face something and then quote about it as if it has happened to you .. i'm amazed .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1068610/ this was written a year back when i had finally got a moment of solitude after losing out on some things i never thought i would .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1068017/ another feather adding to the poem "The word You" .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1063256/ Sometimes, when i come across someone who meant a lot .. I freeze and think of the times that have flown .. Once Best Friends, now Complete Strangers .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1061468/ There are always those few nightmares that make us smile... Not because they were funny, but when we realize we're alive, we feel alive .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1059007/ ever felt like we could have said something more .. something better .. something that we forgot to mention when we had the opportunity ... sigh yes, we all have felt it .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1057850/ Tried to ponder about the differences in the words desire and destiny .. And all i found was deep, endless and cruel conclusions .. Wonder what God was thinking before writing everyone's destiny ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1056851/ And I wish i could be where you are ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1055421/ It was written way back in October last year .. the day i chose to walk away from the people who i considered my best friends .. they did something i never expected them to ...at least not with me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1054684/ Everything happens for a reason and so is the truth .. Similarly, Everybody is brought in this world for a reason .. have you found why you're here for ? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1054236/ about someone i loved so dearly, a friend, a companion who didn't care about how much she meant to me .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1053628/ about the times you spent with the one who once was your love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1053356/ about love, about emotions, about life ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1038265/ writing in the subconscious ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1033563/ prayer for a loved one http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/1026872/ once upon a time there was a child ... humble, meek and a little shy .. this world seemed so little to bother him .. he lived each day.. on a daily basis .. life was magical for him ... because he cared so little ... so little about it .. "pay no heed to the things that migh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/968401/ about love .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hamza/960419/