http://slow.writerscafe.org/natureFreak The original writings of author Deepshikha en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776060968 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A poem written using only words found in Lucie Brock-Broido's poems "A Girl Ago" and "Carnivorous." Written as part of a class assignment. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/1418280/ i am a soul trapped in a body, i am complete as i am unfinished, and even though i've tried to catch myself, i slip through my hands like the water in my veins. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/1127463/ reflection. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/1054253/ youthlike smoke slipping through my handstendrils curling around my fingersteasinglosingtrying to grasp what might have been minethe dreamsthe laughter the endless wishing and wantingexaggerated but unbound delightswept away by cruel wordsempty promisesbroken truthsand vapid efforts;like holy w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/1039981/ ifhaving pulled back the curtains,having twisted open the jars,having washed you of all your sins;ifhaving seen the sun splash your eyes,having watched the dust settle in your palms,having taken you apart, bit by bit by bit--ifi pull backbecause suddenly,you are not enough,you are not enough--w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/1039117/ you are my brightest hurricane. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/1034512/ i never miss the cold like i do the warmth--in the darkest nights of winterand in the coldest gusts of icei long for a sunrisea small touch of sunbeam on our cheeks;--for my skin to sing from the heatfor the color to bleed through every leafto feel the warmth of something livingto know that the skie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/1010487/ what happy, unworthy creatures we are... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/924340/ I melt like lead with your liquid, ruby touch... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/922162/ touchdarken your eyesbehind a veil of blossomsmerely glance to the fire abovefeel the warmthas it whispers your nameit asks for none otherbut you must not set yourself aflamespeak to itwith only a guiding handhint at its secretsbut hold them in your heartyour lipsthey will partbut not to leave .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/890107/ when the storm clouds came inwhen the black shrouds settled downwhen did we learn to live?when did we learn to die?when we perfected the art of sinwhen we fought our fractured frownswhen did we learn to live?when did we learn to die?when anger broke through my skinwhen anger kept digging deeper down.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/863762/ Your smooth panes, catching the light--three way reflection; three way strike--shutter it away; I want to be blind!Is there nothing, no pretty sight?Is there really nothing to like?Shut it away--mirror, mirror be kind!I want your lies, not the truth.Is this all I have? Nothing but youth?Maybe if I t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/844613/ stophold on a seconduse your damn braintake a moment; breathetie yourself togetherhatch a better plan, dammiteveryone disagreesforce yourself to listenunderstand that we don'tcare for you; no kiss your ego goodbyeunderneath those beautiful words lie a heart of apathyprying you off me is somethi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/840781/ awakenariseopen your sleeping eyesand seesee the world around yousee the sun arisingsee the world turning andsee what I have givenyouyou must awakenyou must ariseyou must open your sleeping eyesyou must feel the powerof creation; of loveof laughter; of perilof treachery; of dreamsof yourselfyourself.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/832259/ I watch the grey streaked clouds as they pass by; I feel the grass sprout under my bare feet; And though I am alive I haven’t yet tried--- To lie on the edge and dare a leap.watchful mindful peaceful contented seat butterfly watching while shedding her wings oxen neigh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/829292/ in my hands I held a firefly and she shined so bright here she flew and there she fluttered she danced under the night skythen the little firefly took off my palm and into the deep summer night she flew towards the stars; up up and away she kissed me with a soft lightup.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/824717/ He is Orpheus and I Eurydice... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/781739/ a strange little free verse I cannot describe. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/781735/ Stuck in a cupboard with Lord Chronos. Greaaat. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/769995/ I’m Max Siont, I’ve just woken up to the apocalypse, I don’t know how the hell I got here, and the aliens want me dead. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/769990/ “Tell me who you are,” he whispers. “Take off your mask, Artemis.” http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/769985/ I ran under heavy clouds to get away, but now I'm stuck here, waiting for the sun. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/769975/ When I wake up, I piece together a plan to discover the truth. It occurs to me that if the Sultan was sacrificing the blood of virgins, he would certainly not discuss it in the Night Court, but he would be obligated by his oath as a ruler to keep record of anything he does. I feel that the a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/769965/ What is music, what is a song? How much at peace can your world be if it's never heard the magic of music? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/769927/ The Butterfly House is a garden of butterflies. It's a place of beauty, where wishes are made. There's a piano in the center of the house, and it is there the Song is heard. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/769924/ She is taken from her home and she learns that her Utopia is not what it is. Her world is a room, painted blue. She has no hope, only loneliness. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/769920/ Alone. All alone.There was nothing to keep her company, not even the stars. They had dropped from the skies long ago, and only she was left behind to fade away.But she hadn't faded yet.She picked her way across the barren surface of the asteroid she called home, traversing it for the fifth time that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/758879/ All I want is to become infinite. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/755386/ My first attempt at a Keats Sonnet. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/753617/ I want to play in a band with a crazy name... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/752752/ Where there was once tremors; where happiness could not last; The shadows have passed! The shadows have passed! All because we prevail at last. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/736825/ Oh, it’s only the sunshine, painted far away... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/709481/ The Sultana asks Zahara to do the unthinkable, yet she accepts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/708184/ The four jewels of the Sandflower Sultanate: Zahara, Jinan, Sana, and Medea. This is how they were taken into treachery and entwined with danger. This how they found glory. This is their story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/708181/ You may think it makes you strong, but it only makes you weak; you might try and try forever more, but you shan't find what you seek. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/707626/ Whereupon wisdom is lit -There on a hill the owlery sits;In it they perch, as far as can seeBusier and busier than busy trees. Books are scattered, far and wide -Fleas with glasses perched for a ride;Stories told softly, hooted with clicksWritten with heart; bles.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/704972/ Softly; lightly; we are entering the land of the final promises, where love is declared under a serenade of movement; the land where we rule as King and Queen. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/703845/ Oh -- I have seen the world--And the world has seen me--I have shown it my foot--But it only embraced me;I tried to hole through the earth--But I only came back here--I've seen much -- much too much--And now I have nothing to fear;But the world keeps at it--And I fight back with blood--But it will.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/700120/ “Despair”is the bird with song ---That flutters gently down ---And casts shadows so very long ---And always seeks --- to own ---And darkness --- in its Heart --- is seen ---And deep must be the dread ---That dares sing off the awful Sheen That left so many dead .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/687149/ She was driven from the depths to see the world above. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/678101/ I waltz in a sea of black and of white, an eternal waltz in supine moonlight. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/677933/ I am a remnant of one of the most powerful objects in existence, from the eyes that see the world around me, to the oxygen that keeps me alive. I was created when a star, a super-giant red star, too heavy to continue fusion, collapsed, blasting oxygen, nitrogen, iron and the other parts of m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/674430/ I sit at a bus stop at the crossroads of my heartAnd there I wait for a journey that may not startThe sun rises and sets as I wait for her to showShe who will mend me, and with whom I will goI cannot leave, for what if she comes past?Then I will wander, and I know I will not lastShe is my soul and m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/671032/ Pretty little bells, like a metaphor in a simile. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/666930/ Lost in desire, she asked the divine...she moved along, upon the feet of swine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/654849/ Of Mother Earth, or of a fair maiden. Skin of porcelain, eyes of summer skies... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/654418/ There's too much of warmth, and not enough soul... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/642552/ Parody of Poe's "The Raven". http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/627810/ D: http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/622663/ A collection of my haiku. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/natureFreak/620666/