http://slow.writerscafe.org/jheis The original writings of author Jess en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775986636 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 They are all gone into the world of light!  And I alone sit lingering here;Their memory is very fair and bright,   And my sad thoughts are clear.It glows and glitter in my cloudy chest  Like stars upon some gloomy grove,Or those faint beams in which this hill is dress  After.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1128194/ the pain of parting http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1125029/ I can see the people dying..  the sound of children crying for help,  the sight of the youth being poisoned,  I feel every man's struggle to survive.I can see people being blinded...  the darkness that sorrounds this world  the forgotten promises from this world,  every.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1120834/ dedicated to all my fellow citizens http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1120814/ To attain complete happiness,try to accept that in life,   you can never be completely happy all the time.Put passion in everything you do and do what you love   to do.Try to discover your capabilities by going beyond your   limitations.It is by experience that you will.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1119658/     Blank,Yes I'm blank.    Blank as a sheet of paper.    Blank as a starless and dustless sky    Blank as the face of the sculpture.   I'm blank,totally I am.   Blank as a mute,deaf serpent,   Blank as a tin c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1117859/ ''this is something worth reading'' http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1117852/  A  fair slim boy not made for this world's pain,With hair of gold thick clustering round his ears,And longing eyes half veiled with foolish tearsLike bluest water seen through mists of rain,Pale cheeks where on no kiss had left it stain,Red under-lip drawn for fear of LOVEAnd white throat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1113659/ ''Under the Balcony''Oh beautiful star with the crimson mouth!Oh moon with the  brows of gold!Rise up,rise up,from the odorous south!And light for my love her way,Lest her little feet should stray,On the windy hill and the world!Oh ship that shakes on the desolated sea!Oh ship with the wet ,whi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1113651/ love has its own meaning to people http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1112499/ ''for those persons who lose their love'' http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1106845/ ''EXPERIENCE'' http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1104920/ ''dedicated to him'' http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1104911/ appreciate little things you've received http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1086200/ MONEY CAN'T BUY HAPPINESS http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1086194/ tragedy of my life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1072198/ tragedy of my life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1071034/ a firm believer who discover the true secret of having our divine mercy in our side http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1034524/ A poem about a girl who is waiting for her lover to come back. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jheis/1032311/