http://slow.writerscafe.org/Mudare The original writings of author R en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776047079 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 in the playground of my mindthe time passes slowlythe sun is always setting or risingand flowers are just bloomingas unrealistic as it is, it gets me thruas surreal as it may seemit is all based in fact, on fact eventhe fact that my realityis different means everythingand nothing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mudare/243059/  millions, upon millions inhabit the earthyet one can barely look you in the eyesurrounded by hustle and bustleno one stops to ask you whythey tell you all will be just finewithout ever knowing how or whyfalling down and feeling loware considered liabilitiesnow all pretend and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mudare/214235/  sittingwatchingcatchingsome airthinkingthoughtsonly dreamers dareglidingcoastingeffortlessfreethis iswhere my thoughtson airtake meflowinglike waterseeing too wellsilentin screamingthinkingat peace.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mudare/214231/ ....when the symphony of seduction playsthe thunder from this womans thighsis enough to pull asundereyes will roll far back into the headbreath will be lost and found in a gaspthe neck will bend...unnaturallyto follow her flow the roll of her hip, makes you bite your lipand wish for .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mudare/214229/  sometimes i pretend i'm deafit forces me to seesometimes i pretend i'm blindit forces me to hearsometimes i pretend i'm muteit forces me to touchsometimes i pretend i can't feelit forces me to fit insometimes i pretend to conformit forces me to stiflesometimes i pretend t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mudare/214227/  ...cool and greymother nature takes a small break todayno sun to warm the grounds of brownno rain to feed the bloosoms thirstlooking to the south i see tempestuous cloudsclinging to the hillscaressing the mountains like a new lovecool and awkward yet seeking solace and warmth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mudare/214223/  You live your whole lifeOn a path of destructionLyingCheatingStealingThreateningBuryingAnd burning, a direct road to deathUntil there it is your bottomFinallynow you can dieshaky, numb and bleary eyed, you open yourself up to find you survivedafter all the destruction.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mudare/214219/  ebbiing and flowingupping and downingsuch is lifesometime i feel the weight of the worldis sitting,     here,        right on my backthen other times i feel the wind, blastingin my face, as i soar free....high above this placesomeone on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mudare/213742/ exposed and raw for too long now i remove to heal, to conceal, to growmy wounds are deeper than even i expectedmore sensative, than even i imaginedwithout blood, i scarcely noticeduntil i started getting light headedspeaking outloud and incoherentlyfor now i am weakthe winds of chang.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mudare/213740/  stepping back to save oneselfthe ledge is coming instead to youyou run away, heart pounding fasterdestiny will catch you one daywhen the saint and the sinnerwear the same cloakis there really harm in speaking with them?the voices always tell you what you wish to hear anyway... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mudare/213738/