http://slow.writerscafe.org/nixcola The original writings of author Nicola Farren en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776003277 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Tell me things that are not trueand think that I believe.Oh my poor friend,I pity you.It’s yourself that you deceive.The sun will ever rise and setand you will always bevictim to the lies you telland your in securities. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/1063335/ Is it because we don't mindIt doesn't matterOr doese it not matterBecause we don't mindOur imaginations create the blueprintsTo solidify the worldMade by human kindIf we believe itIt has to be trueIf we percieve itIt has to be newYet no matter what happainsThere will always be doubtSo we never will .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/1054385/ All things changethrough time this is true.The old fades awayand is replaced by the new.Time waits for no man.And is a healer it’s said.It’s the invisible forcethrough which we are led.Time has no footprintsno face and no voice.Yet we are bound by it’s ruleswithout any choice.The e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/1006106/ An angel,a devileach a shoulder to perch on.Played a long game of chess.Using only one pawn.At a crossroad the pawn stoppedand wondered which road to walk down.The devil whispered “The right path”and the angel did frown.The angel had been silentand he did not persuade the poor little paw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/1002738/ Is there really everlasting life?,I often wonder.Or is it over in a flash,like lightning before thunder?We do exist inside a shell.But could our conscious mindTravel on in spirit form and leave that shell behind?I know inside my body,there’s a sole that feels and grows.But will it simply fade .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/999603/ Poetry in motion is so beautiful to see.It’s everywhere around uswherever we might be.It’s in the sky with every birdthat’s soaring free in flight.And in every shining starthat’s shooting through the nightA child uses inosenceand honesty although.The beauty of their precious .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/996475/ Silence is a sound I never do hear.As the thoughts in my headtravel loudly to ear.Racing and racinground and around.The answers i search forwill they ever be found?How far can i reach?How low will i go?My limits i fearI never will know.Now to turn this aroundin my state of distressmy potential it se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/991784/ Can you feel itin the air?all around and everywhereWhat it isyou can’t isolateBlinded now bythis protective state.The cloud of confusionthat covers your mindIs the reason for answersThat you cannot find.Ever ready to actmove on and relateWhen you find the causefor this protective state. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/991780/ Eyes openHead hung lowWanting to renatureNo strength to go.Ever so sigh lentthe quiet type.Yet walking the linebetween sorrow and fright.No human contactNo loving glanceInstead eyes are openedin constant trance.Ever so longingfor someone to carespiraling the staircaseto the pit of despair. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/991779/ Going down this roadwhen there’s nowhere i should be.Looking all aroundwhen there’s nothing there to see.Walking round in circlesleaving footprints with my hands.Confusion it astounds meand i do not understand. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/991778/ Your thoughts are two peoplewho discuss and deicide.They fight over your mouthfrom a place deep inside.Why can’t your mouthjust open and saythe feelings you knowyou want it to relay?Wait, it’s to latenow its anger you feel.While the words from your mouthyour thoughts manage to steal.Tran.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/991776/ Everything seenis through primitive eyes.protective statewith emotional ties.Loud banging noisesa tightness inside.all faulted along by that primitive side.Threatening lashingand thrashing around.To the smallest of creaturesand smallest of sounds.There’s no talking downnor reasoning withthe pr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/991775/ Evolutionary.ArkRevolving.Throughout.Heaven. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/976605/ Limited passer through.Instant traveler  roundGrater than darkness.Helping to sustain life.Time being the only superior. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/976601/ The need to be with othersto talk to touch or hold.Is taken far to lightly.If I may be so bold.Until you are alonewith no one to turn to.You cannot feel the want insidefor someone to need you.Love we take for grantedtill it’s love that we have lost.But the first time that we lose itmay not com.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/976553/ In a car parked and stillin man made surrounds.I gazed at the beautythat was scattered around.Chirping so cheerfullyabove in a tree.Was a little black birdI’d been waiting to see.Just then in the distancea reply came this way.Oh little black birdPlease don’t fly away.How I wish I could j.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/975084/ Experience  being the teacher I know.I learn from it’s presence  wherever I go.It’s hard to acceptas I look back and sayEvery lesson I have learntI have lernt the hard way.The mistakes I have madehave helped me realize It’s not what we are taughtthat helps to make us wise.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/975077/ When we enter to this worldwe enter it alone.It’s full of possibility’sour future is unknown.We may have expectations ofjust who we want to be.But situation and circumstance.are things we can’t forsee.And other  individualswill come and they will go.It is the influence of othe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/975075/ Just a thought about how and why we may act the way we do at times. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nixcola/973300/ All of my work is personal to me and I want to put this poem on first just to say Everyone 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