http://slow.writerscafe.org/ckim75 The original writings of author Chong N. Kim en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033888 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 For so long, I hoped for change,  Illusions swirling in my brain.  A past steeped in hate, disgust,  Forgiveness lost in shadows’ rust.  Yearning for your love’s embrace,  Yet you built the wall, a cold, hard space.  A hero hail.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1256349/ a revised version from the original work of mine called, "Imagine" but this was revamped to slavery. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1249330/ A spoken word about my experience. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1247839/ In this moment,  Would you let my tears fall?  Would you allow me to be vulnerable,  To show my pain without judgment?  Can I scream,  Unleashing the hurt inside,  So I can feel human once more?  Would you let me stumble,  So I can find my way back up again? &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1222875/ World hate needs to stop. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1204258/ A poem to my father who is currently suffering stomach cancer. I love you, daddy! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1073214/ A poem about a lost love and taking the steps to move on. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1073191/ It's about either holding on to our past of empty vision or moving forward from the pain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1072766/ It's about breaking away from any abusive relationship. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1071705/ FailNever did I imagine I’d be on the other end,  so far from your grasp.  You’ve lost your vision of me,  and I’ve lost faith in us.  It’s time to close the door  and begin a new chapter  without you in it.  You’re no longer the Princ.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1071699/ It's about holding on in recovery from pain, addiction, loss and even our own victimization. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1070070/ You had me�"  I was your queen,  fulfilling every desire,  lifting you higher,  chasing your dreams.  Then you declared you didn’t need me,  and I cried,  begging you to stay,  but you turned away,  choosing your own path.Five years have.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1070068/ You think you know me?  Afraid to approach,  you assume I’m high maintenance,  watching from a distance,  lost in your own assumptions.Take my hand,  and let me lead you on a journey,  where amazement and surprise await.  My heart has wandered  to places.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1070067/ Try AgainEvery day feels like a battle,  A long, aching fight  To break free from the shadows.I’ve had my moments of losing my way,  And yes, I’ve made my mistakes.  But each time,  I rise, I try again�"  Brush off the dust, and move forward... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1070066/ It's an artist description of interracial relationship, between an Asian woman and a Black man. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1067228/ As the wind dances with my hairmusic echos in my earMy mind is raveling with useless thoughtswhile others ponder what I am thinkingUnsure of the futureUnsure of the betrayal at hand,but we've faced this beforeand I will rise again . . .(c) C. Kim, 2012 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1067218/ Lost My tears have becomeinvisible to you,I try to make this work,But my words have novoice.Your hands that touch mefeel so cold,My heart of passion is nowfar away from you.Why hang on to somethingthat has departed.I look at you and try tosmile,Bu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1067216/ Just the thought of missing someone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/1066955/ I am anADVOCATE. There are somany things we can learn from one another,If we onlyjust sit and listen for a moment,Could youplease stop talking over me and assume I’man ignorant victim?Grant it,I may not bein accounting,But I can tellyou ho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/889764/ Why?Hollywood displays a man being the hero,But where was mine while I was shivering in the dessert?They kept me vulnerable with other girlswho barely spoke English,but our tears of both sadness and hope became our new language.An eight year old girl born into slaveryher firs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/885940/ Pass Her ByThe still picture of her smile,resembles a life she had.The date that it was takenwas the last memory of herspirit dancing.Beyond that point,only one can imagine,but do you stop and wonderif she’s still pleading?You look, then walk away.You excuse yourselfby saying,“She’.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/885939/ A preview of the life of one dancer's world of the Red Light District, think it's harmless, think it's by choice? Read and tell me your thoughts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/861053/ Talks about the controversy of being human from white to black, from poor to rich, from life to death. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/678336/ Country GirlMy skin doesn’t glisten like the white beautiful snow,And my hair isn’t the golden sunshine that it wears,Or the ruby red tomatoes thatGently expands my backyard.I may not have been raised in big city placesTo know them designer tags,To be th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/471318/ 72 Hours had past,I’m held up inthis hole,A place where no oneknows.I lay on the floorNothing to embrace my frozen skin,Still as a mouse,As my chestrise and fall.The sound of my breathingBounce off the walls,My tears are arid and dry,My voice,Have lost its.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/471312/ BlindnessYou profess your adoration for me,Yet my dreams you deny.Birth of my childYou refuse to recognizeOn the surfaceYou portray the “Hero”,You suit of armorGlosses the Perfect Human,But deep within,You are filledWith emptiness and insecurity,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/372548/ You hold a listof all of my blunder,you said it was hardto forgive me.Over 20 years,I ran away,from a placeI felt violated.You said you wepttears for me,You suppressed yourselfinto my room.Yet you failed to realize,it was you I had to seperate myself from.All the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/367050/ As I am awake I think of all the things we've been throughOnce upon a timeI fell in love with you,my heart was filled with joyand just knowingI had to have you.Then something went wrong,somewhere down the line . . .Was it my fear?Was it a mistakethat defused the fireI had i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/367047/ Left Behind I try my best to fathom in the world you chose to dedicateYet the other side where I will always be the blind.Patience have been difficult,In the arctic embrace of lonelinessEspecially when your presence has been absent.Please try to comprehend the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/356214/ Conflicted I feel so conflictedWhen my emotions are for you.One minute I’m in loveAnd the next,I feel so far away from you.What is it,I just can’t describe,Since I am unable to comprehend it myself.There are times I wonderIf I’m just l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/352080/ Do you realize?When I hear the phone ringsand your name lights upon my phone,I feel the warmthrushing in,and I just sit and starefor a momentand wonder if this could be true.When I hear your voiceand the sweet words you say to me,I want to believe it all,but my fear is ke.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/321240/  The other . . .                                               .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/321239/ PoisonYou're a disease, I can't find treatment for.You burned my souland shattered my heart.How could you walk away,not feeling the way we use to.How could I lovea beast like you?Why can't I just let you go,why can't the time go any faster?My heart is rippin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/321237/  I Thought I thought,It was me that broke us apart. I thought,If I accepted all the blame,Maybe you would come back to me. I thought,We could give this another try, But times like this,Makes me ask the questions,“why?” You d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/314261/  Escape Everyday, I strive to be the person you expect me to be:No matter how hard I try I’m more the mistake that I was before. When you don’t see me, refusing to hear me out,this empty room in which I sit becomes the epitome of loneliness.Sustaining&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/314254/  DeathI’d hear the buzzing noise from the florescent light,As I wait patiently on the tableTo be examined.As the nurse came inTo inject my arm with an IV tube.As the medication made it’s way;I began to feel a chilling sensationThat didn’t feel right to me.I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/314253/  Because of you . . .        Fragile as my heart seems,My soul is drifting inAnother world.As I look into your eyes,I only see you and me. My body yearns for your touch,My hands longing to hold you tight,My fingers caress your f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/314249/  AppreciationI could tell you all the things,I would do if I was your girl . . .But would you take advantageAnd pretend that you appreciate meAnd once I am bound to be yoursWould you step all over me?I could cherish and love youThrough the good and the bad,But would you do t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/314247/ Adoption http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/314242/  Acceptance No one ever proclaimed that life came with a price tag...Who said that life was fair? Social pressure or happiness?Such is the choice for a particular person... Lodged between what is real and what is expected... Confusion within dreams.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/314240/  A Weak Woman To call me a weak woman,is saying that I am humilityIn your eyes,Am I considered a weak woman,Because of the color of my skin?I maybe Asian,But to be degraded does not come in my favor.Your perception of me is submissive,When have I faltered the grounds .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/314239/  When we say goodbye . . .I remain strong in your presence,to hide away my vulnerabilityso that you won't have to worry.When we talk or chat online,I get all excited inside,because I'll be able to tell you thingsI did today.Trying to keep the conversation going,just to b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/313616/  WHAT YOU TAUGHT ME!When you yell at me,You taught methat anger is a split second away from violence.When you tell methat I can do nothing right;you've taught me the fear of achievement.When you leave me alone with strangers,that you barely know;You've taught me,that i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/313614/  UnleashedFor years I've been a dormant to the world,Put a mask on my facePretend that I am what you see.Exhausted from all the lies I had to memorizejust to impress those who could care less.My tears have become arid and dry,no more will I suppress my spiritno more will I c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/313613/  Undefeated  Bound by restraints, you thrashed me to shame.Down on my knees, I had forgotten my name. My blood was spilled on the damp dark floor,You perused my body, and made me your w***e. My existence Suppressed; you controlled me&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/313612/  This is me . . . At 13, I realized my lifeWas expendableDetermined to seek outPeace and serenity,The journey, I wasunfamiliar with.No one dares to lend a handShowing me the pathTo freedom.I’ve learned in my lifeThat I am labeledBy my traumatic experiences.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/313610/  THAT RAINY NIGHT. The thunder roars,The clouds cave in.I hear the raindropsPitter patter on my windowsillFire burning,In it’s place.As I enjoy the momentOf your embrace. Pallet made on the floor,Just you and IAlone on this rainy night.Heart starts .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/313609/  Survivor’s Creed For many years I’ve tried,To hide what I felt inside.Keeping the tradition,From where I grew up.My voices had no meaning,Just murmuring words upon my lips. Each new day,Was just a chore to me.The spirit in me,Had died. M.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/313608/   SilencedThere, she stands,In the corner,Peering through the window;Freedom is only a dream.She’s nonexistent,The disassociation from aHaunted past:Always escaping the voices of terror....She longs to speak,But words escape her...Wanti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/313607/  Scream Voices echo from afar,A recanting of words from my mother’s lips;Repetitive rhymes of hate and disgustAn infant crying in my arms,Torn away from my shattered soul. A constant reminder of life’s pain; God, I only long to screamTears refuse to f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ckim75/313604/