http://slow.writerscafe.org/KurtaZoltan The original writings of author Wolf en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776006509 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The is a story of a gardener, which lived in a castle far, far away, in the heart of the woods. His life was relatively simple, I mean...how hard can the life of a gardener be, right?! But it wasn't that simple, after all. He got betrayed over and over, his beautiful field of roses trashed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/2093138/ Through dark woods I roam,Trying to find a way home.Through many cities I went throughTho I feel there there's nothing left to do...People pass me by,Colors slowly die.Days, weeks, months and years go byAnd the end of my journey is nigh!In the dark of the nightA path finally lies in my sight!A path .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/2046458/ Send me from above,Behind of the Winter clouds,The light so WhiteTo shine over my landscapes so Black.Paths I used to know are now coveredBy the cold, Black snow...So long since the sun shinedUpon my realm, myself...My heart...Through shadowy woods I roam,Places once known my own.Places now stranger.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1850224/ Paint my worldWith your warm voice,And sweet words!A dream so nice!Ray of light when you talk to me,Whispers which want toLead me to where I want to be;A place close to you.Bridge: A melody,Sweet symphony!Sing it to meAnd make me see!Chorus: What I mean to you,Tell me how much you love me!'Caus.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1767451/ In the silent nights I find myself confessing my heart to the moon and to the stars. They hold my diary http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1753761/ There's a battle in me I cannot hideIt's pulling me in chaos and disorder.I see ashes of myself burning,Broken shards of myself lying on the ground.The place is burning with dark fire,Dark and cold like the monster inside me.It's tearing it's path to me,Slicing every piece of good inside me.I know I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1473094/ You're the rose which defies the coldest winter;You shine in the middle of the white field with a lovely red,You dance in the falling snow like a swan on a lake,Reflecting your beauty in the crystal water. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1451403/ As the sun slowly diesSo does the light fade awayIn front of the darkness of his soul!Shattered dreams, shards of hope,Oceans of tears, crushed hearts...Dark clouds closing in;Hear his scream in the dark,As the last light of hope diesIn your eyes.You can't run, you can't hide.His vengeance follows y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1356486/ Sometimes denying what you are costs dearly. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1305542/ Day by dayI try looking awayFrom potential Anger,Probably Danger -As time passes byI hear everybody's lie,Getting sick of acting -Everybody's self-masking!Eyes never lie,To Masks they say "Good bye!"Through masks they see,The Masks of You...of Me!Chorus:Lies after liesYou roll me like dice,Looking i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1291746/ I had a dream,One which now seemsSo far away from my reach.Am I falling?Or is it running?Am I being left behind?Where am I now?In a new place I came,New opportunities, new chances.All is the same, but different...Same faces looking at meWith different eyes.Old friends...They don't know me.Anymore..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1290357/ Silent is the nightWith the Moon lighting my sight,Every step I take...Closer to you I get!The Moon is guiding me,Helping me seeThrough the DarknessOf the never-ending night.Where are you hiding now,Behind some cloud?Somewhere, my dear Moon,Somehow I will find you!Running over mountains and valleys,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1255179/ A poem for Freyja, the Norse goddess of love, sexuality, beauty, fertility, gold, war and death. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1210521/ In this world there will always exist people who will stab you in the back, spread rumors about you and hurt you. We developed a mechanism of self defense: the Mask. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1188227/ People Always try solving,Always searching,The mystery of me -The person they don't see.I shroud myself in mystery,Never letting people seeWhat's within me,What's hurting me...After so many years I walk alone,Seeing how time has flown...Time made things to be undone -Now gone...I watch the skyAnd se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1184814/ Misjudged,Insulted,Cursed...In the silence of the night,When the light is out of sightAnd the leaves danceIn the blowing wind, caressing your face.Darkness coves the streets -Only I walk the lifeless streetsSilent...Slowly -Walking...Lonely...I see how life is drainedBy the sins we all have mad.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1172030/ We select our leaders,Future backstabbers -Puppy dog eyes during electionsAnd after evil grins.They are ruling usBut they don't own the power over us.They forget the fact that we have the power.And we should show them how the world gone sour.They us living in fearAll busy...in a hurry...We're all co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1172026/ What are we doing?What is important now?Our pride?!Or little ones?!This world drifts away,All fading to gray...We are supporting a venomous society!An ill, wounded world!Is this what we want?Is this what we're fighting for?Is this our legacy?We're living on a rose...We see the beauty and the thorns,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1111789/ While sweet memories I have gained,Time, slowly, my sanity drained!I can't think straight...Feeling like a patient in Mad House #8,Thoughts come and goWithout saying "No!".I have my eyes full of tearsBecause of the thoughts of fearsOf talking (about my problems),Of opening (myself)...I remember ever.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1070371/ Some notes I wrote after remembering Highschool... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1043360/ It's supposed to be a cold place, but it's actually one of the pleasant places on Earth... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1043346/ Spoken: Have you ever stopped and staredAt the nature that surrounds you?To realize how lucky you areFor being in that place...There are things you never see...Close your eyes and follow my voice!Go to the place where water falls,Birds are your music,The water is your guide,Silence...tranquility...A.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1030377/ You're walkin' away...Fading away!Turning your back on me,For I'm not the one you're here to see...I'm just a shadow of your past,One that will never lastNot even in the nearest sight,Or in the weakest light.You're so far away...Drifting away!With no things to say,Our memories turn grey...You divide.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1025629/ A song for all of us! A song about remembrance of childhood... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1017254/ You're at a crossroad,Moving on the boardYou've been let downAnd so has fallen the crown.I know what you need,There's no need to get buried in a deed!You have me here, on your side...I'm here...laying by your side.I'm right here,That's all you need!'Cause you're my kitten, dear!Come back to me!I kno.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1017237/ I think everybody went through this... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1017227/ Just an ordinary day playing Call of Duty: Modern Warfare Multiplayer... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1016959/ Waking up in the morning,I think I'm still dreaming,'Cause an angel lays by my side...And I ask myself:"Do I really deserve such a wonderful woman?!"I remember our first day,How no words I could say...My gestures were my words..."Pfff! What are the odds?A girl like you...With a boy like me...It will.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/1014948/ This is a tribute to my hero, Ryan Dunn! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/997321/ A discussion between two gods about how this world is... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/993705/ Someone like the Doctor you rarely get the chance to see... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/987881/ The Devil is not a myth, he's real and he's watching us all the time! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/984953/ An old poem I just found on my computer. I don't actually remember how I wrote it, but I hope that you will like it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/976377/ Took some time to think about everything...this is all that came in my mind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/974427/ I can relate to every single word I wrote here, wishing to be with the one I love sooner. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/974217/ Walking from corner to corner,Going over every border,Changing my mind in every second...Falling from first place to second!I was thrown in a cageAnd closed was my rage!I want one thing to do..To get home, right back to you!Spoken: The door of the cage is broken...I'm now forgotten...And I want to r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/973814/ After a breakup this is what I wrote to get over it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/973807/ I wrote these lyrics for two voices, a female voice and male voice. A small fight between a Demon (male) and an Angel (female). Red is for Demon and Blue for Angel. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/973372/ Another poem that I wrote...well...they are more like lyrics. This is what I got when I was out on a picnic with some friends :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/973152/ I remember that I wrote this poem in a break between classes at school. I was sitting in the yard and I had some flashbacks of some friends, locations and stuff like that. And so I started writing... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/973138/ This is the first poem/lyrics I wrote...I was at school, in math class and the teacher was talking about different things (not related with maths) and I just started writing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KurtaZoltan/973057/