http://slow.writerscafe.org/Esoteric1 The original writings of author KayOss en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776028517 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 What's on the other end of the light? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/250263/ How precious the memory is... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/242202/ Ahh, to be whole again... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/242146/ Again I ask: What do you see? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/237461/ A ride they will never forget... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/228887/ This is a legend within the fictional world I am building for my second novel. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/227867/ What do you see? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/221532/ A light-hearted guide for those of us who need a little instruction... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/215725/ How many different messages can be conveyed within one poem? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/213941/ We are not always as alone as we feel. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/213229/ Some promises are meant to be broken. Some should be kept for life. Some should never be made. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/211907/ I believe that the truth, like many things, is subjective. Everyone has his or her own version of the truth http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/211904/  Gone. Lost into obscurityErased. Rubbed out prematurelyForgotten. Sliding into oblivionMediocre joker.Know that I amEverything you made meWhat you bade meI did. All. Nothing.Everything.Floating into your worldWe shared.You cared. Now gone.Erased.Forgotte.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/211886/ I wrote this poem for a poet I know. He's an incredibly talented guy who inspired me at a time when I was not doing much writing. B, this one's for you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/211883/ I wrote this one while mourning the death of a close friend. RIP Lucky. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/211874/ Dances can occur on many levels... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/208141/ Most moms tell their children not to play with their food, but they never say anything of playing with words... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/208133/ What price are you willing to pay to be someone's friend? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/208130/ We all face moments when we want to give up. What happens when we arrive at such a crossroads in our lives? How does it feel? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/208128/ I know it's cliche to have an untitled poem, but I honestly don't have a name for this one. I cannot possibly express what this poem means to me... It is the most personally meaningful to me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/208123/ I think this poem commemorates the power of words. Though it is an attempt to capture the beauty of words, I think it is impossible to truly capture such beauty. However, the artist in me always strives to try. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/153873/ I wrote this one while thinking about the way I write poems. I find it pretty much true for the way I write. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Esoteric1/153871/