http://slow.writerscafe.org/kurrupted The original writings of author kurrupted en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776010929 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 ...And on that fateful day, the sun rose from the west. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/1309767/ "Injustice thrives when ignorance subliminally substitutes knowledge without having to know it has. Not having to know and or realize the difference between knowledge and ignorance is in itself Injustice to self........and when there's culmination of injustice to selves then injustice to oth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/1309751/ I have always been steadfast, patient and showed great perseverance in my quest to learn; I have never dreaded or been alarmed  to follow, face and or stand up to the truth and reality and whatever result the ensuing  might lead me to…my head is up cuz this is me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/1268555/ Trying to define who and what i am, where i am from and where i am going... Life, death and everything in between...each time i start to ponder, my mind wander...into nothingness.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/1175558/ its a thin line between a traitor and hero; the line is so thin that time turns traitors of today into heros tomorrow. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/1033336/ (in utmost silence she sat gazing through the window,  as the cloud formed she pondered) "cloud pregnant with water, my heart heavy with thoughts" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/1013188/ i need a  space,for serenity,to envision possibilities,of life and its certainties,i need a space,to dream,i wander and wonder,to scream?no, to ponder,i need a space,to explore,this subliminal indoctrination,i deplore,mental incaseration,i abhor,i need a space,to be me,to be what i am,for now i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/787208/ For a relationship that emerged with exactly the right blend of feelings, and has likeness of a miracle, stances and daydreams have always got it going on. Although we cannot yet see quite far enough to decide how much we will need each other, but there’s more than enough confidence that the p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/515183/ A Mother is a Mother anywhere and in any specie, their role and significance are timeless and in most cases defy description. this short piece is for all those African Mothers who strive against all odds to keep and hang on in poverty stricken societies http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/457765/  Many a time I have often wondered if I should tell this story, a dozen times I have started a with my pen and paper to go through the vivid recollection of the event, but a dozen times I have quit. Not so much because I can’t remember the incidence, no, the events are still fresh and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/367380/ i realise even as third world countries are being dominated, the western world also have there own troubles.(STRAIGHT WROTE IT, I HOPE TO REFINE IT) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/331768/  unknown,i can feel it creeping up on me,from below craving to swallow me,from the abyss of terror,it moves forth with the horror, but determined i am to overcome it,even as i feel my strenght to hang on declining,but as long i breathe i hope,to fight it,to struggle.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/271800/ the 1st verse from a hiphop lyric i composed. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/271068/ VERSE ONE-I sit here with my thoughts cloudy,getting rowdy,like a no limit soldire 'bout to get bady 'bout it,the game,i try to keep it simple and plain,maintain the name,retain the money and the fame,keep it locked and incessantly make it burn, the flame,but still,player haters .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/268020/ YOUR PRESENCE I ALWAYS FELT, SO CLOSE, SO NEAR, NO MATTER HOW FAR,DAYS I COULD SPEND WITHOUT HAVING TO SEE YOU,BUT TO BELIEVE YOU'RE AWAY IS UNBEARABLE,I COULD'NT REACH YOU WHEN I WANTED TO,I COULD'NT SEE YOU  WHEN I NEEDED TO,COULD'NT HEAR YOU, NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRIED TO,STRONG .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/260199/ At the edge of a hayfield i was observing a Lizard of the same color, when a Grasshopper hopped over, failing to see the lizard it ended up as lunch. Then, i spotted a cat walk to the scene, it walked ambling along towards the lizard. the lizard alerted by the movement slowly withdrew back in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/260185/ The faceless poet sat out side by the varenda, with the scroll on his lap and a pen in his left hand.He has always wanted to write about that one girl, that one being who he considers as his very own relfection.she has always existed in his thoughts and fantacy, she is that one mysterious girl who m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/260129/ KURRUPTED-( SITTED UNDER THE APPLE TREE, PONDERING HE THOUGHT) "Nay blindly i am wandering through the woods of life searching for fortune, then by chance i realised, fortune is not searched for but worked for." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/259383/ DEDICATED TO ALL THOSE WHO ARE VICTIMS OR HAVE THERE LOVED ONES SUBJECTED TO THE AMERICAN POLICE BRUTALITY AND AMERICA'S SUBLIMINAL OPPRESSION. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/256133/ I won’t lie,Odds of life might make me cry,Might suppress me hard, but still I’ll try,So worse a times the soul it fry,Life,    Oh! This life, Instead of encouraging they fly,The knots of friendship they untie,Not real friends they are so they say by.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/255669/ OUR NATURAL RESOURCES...,EVEN AS THEY EXPLOIT,WE STILL HAVE MORE OUR WAY OF THINKING...,EVEN AS THEY INDOCTRINATE,WE STILL STAND CONCIOUS, OUR LIVES...,EVEN AS THEY OPPRESS,WE STILL HAVE PRIDE I AM BLACK,I MIGHT LACK,UNDER PRESSURE I MIGHT CRACK,IN THE CR.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/251007/ At a certain joint,in public,With people around,Agirl apporached her boyfriend who was talkng to some other girl,With a drink in hand she  began to holler,Creating a scene, a love-jealousy scenario,So puerile was her behaviour,The other girl walks away,Not knowing what to say,Sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/250991/ From your damness,today  i am free,the air of calmness, ones again today i breathe,Loneliness, today i know is a sheath,today i find solace in heartbreak, miss,your personality i didnt intend to diss,togetherness is suppose to depict all bliss,3 years while i stayed true,yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/250988/ For long i have had this idea for the part III of the terminator, but a different story was released and that didnt in no way correlate with the second part....if it aint james cameron it aint terminator http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/246354/ I was running around to get my hustle-on, could do nothing i thought, then here i am without what i intended to gain in the day but still i reached out in a way no money can...this life is crazy (lol) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/246330/ I was running around to get my hustle-on, could do nothing i thought, then here i am without what i intended to gain in the day but still i reached out in a way no money can...this life is crazy (lol) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/246329/ The thoughts of you is the air that I breathe,For each second of each minute and of each hour and each day,I think of you like it was yesterday,The flames of separation engulfing my very soul,It folds,8 years am still not bold,“Be strong” I have always been told,But how can.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/240028/ My sisters bleed to death in the name of being circumcised,The blade mutilates them unsterilized,Still in the dark we are, uncivilized,How it hurts my conscience when I describe,Cry,My sisters for you, I cry Your hand in marriage with a groom the age of father,So young you are p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/240026/ 1st VERSE Girl I write to you today,Something which aloud I couldn’t say,For your love and care I crave,And that I doubt you truly gave,Cuz I brought you into the shade,Both you and your son,But in return you threw me back in the sun, Bridge Now my feelin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/233394/ YOU DISLIKE GOOD ART,(for weak is thy heart and so is your conscience) YOU IGORE POETIC EXPRESSIONS,(for inflexible is thy imagination) YOU CRITICIZE LITERATURE WORKS,(for indecipherable they appear to your thoughts) WHAT DO YOU SAY TO CRITICS WITH PHILISTINE ATTITUD.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/232803/ THE ROCKY WALLS OF MY HEART,CARESSED BY THE GENTLE WIND OF YOUR AFFECTION,OVER SPACE AND TIME,SLOWLY IT WHEATHERS,LEAVING AN IMPRINT, AN IMPRESSOF LOVE, PASSION AND BLISS..WHICH SHALL REMAIN TILL ETERNITY,AND IN THE FURTURE MY SUBCONCIOUS MIND SHALL EXCAVATE THIS LEFT IMPRESSION,TO S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/232797/ Afar and nigh,below and high,Around and away,Is a sight,A sight whose beauty i run out of words to express, The mist at the peak of the hill,The sunset from the shore of the ocean,Befor it appeared, i saw it,While it faded away, i watched it But, amist one i stand,T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/232796/ "Reasoning is the garment of thought,thus, he who acts without reasoning is mentally naked" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/232771/ Where the two streams seems to flow,              Where light at the end of the tunnel glow,        When life moves fast and slow,          &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/232064/           Of all the theories of the evolution of the universe, why has so much talks revolved round the “big bang theory”?. As a theory one could hardly make a lay man comprehend that 14 billion years ago the universe was formed by an explosi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/232061/ I thank HE who gives life,I thank the all encompassing lord,Who by HIS grace being the most graceful,Enabled me to rise to this blessed and blissful dawn,The morning rituals albeit late I fulfilled,All praises belong to HIM the most merciful,And may he on our souls have mercy,HE said &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/232056/ I heard a certain feminine cry call my name,Turned around to look, who is the dame?,Could it be that, one girl craving for my love and care?,Now I hear the voice call again,But I cannot tell from where or which direction,She’s calling me to come to her rescue,Crying on the lone air.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/232041/ What is tomorrow?Lost, I pondered,To lessen the confusion I wish I can bellow,My wandering mind I follow,What made tomorrow tomorrow?But still my thoughts remain , hollow,Is it because it comes after today?Or is it because tomorrow it will become yesterday?I knoweth it is definitely .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/228005/ ACTUALLY I JUST STARTED WRITING IT AND IT JUST FLOWED FROM MY HEAD TO THE TIP OF THE PEN lol...IT TOOK ME 13 MINUTES(AND I WILL NOT WANT TO CALL IT THAT)lol http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/223451/ Engulfed by the flames of rage,I write my pains on this page,Which for years my soul it has caged, TO HER: I loved you so dear,                          &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/222640/ In the studio of mine mind,On the canvass of mine thoughts,The brush of mine imagination,Paints a picture,What picture?A picture of a world so perfect,Where the scenery is lush and green,Where zephyr blows the scent of roses and lilac,Making them dance to the languid air, A .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/222572/ In the moonless night I sat outside,My head rose to the sky,My eyes gazing into the infinite galaxy,Limitless and not bordered,In the thick woods of mine mind I wandered,“Who am i?” I wondered,But I got lost as I pondered,“How can I be me?”Pardon me,My stran.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/222563/ PHONE CONVERSATION HE-(pleadingly) - “Is it something I did or didn’t do? Something I said or didn’t say?” SHE-“it’s not about what you did or didn’t do? It’s about what I did” HE-(baffled) - “what did you do?&rdq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/219822/ If I am to put down how beautiful your eyes are,And in numbers outline all your graces,The age of the future will come to say,“Nay, this poet is a liar, for such characteristics are not of earthly mortals but of angels”But I shall blame them not,For they have seen not that whic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/219821/ “Every truth is a lie,Except the last except the utmost,Though it be true in its own kind,Substance in its own place,It is definitely a lie in another place”For this one and only reason I confess,“I am a liar”For whatever truth I portray,However true I should .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/219820/  Oh charmer of all hearts,if thy sweet love is like a predator,i pray to THEE to let me fall an easy prey,to the sweetness that thou hold to mine heart and lips,and as the sun rise and set,i knoweth that someday , one day,mine heart shall live to conquer thy love,oh charmer of a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/219099/ On that fateful day I read per chance,Scripts from the dark sideScripting fear so clear ,Gruesomely awesome as she brings it so near,Lady of darkness,  From the tip of her dreadful pen as it scripts horror,To the pages of the haunting sheets that translates terror,Lady of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/218403/ Spontaneous outburst of emotions recollected in tranquility. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/218368/ Eyes, your could tame a man gone berserk,         Smiles, yours could make a misogynist have a second thought, Deportment, yours will make a misanthrope change his mind,          Beauty, yours no do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/218364/ On that day I met per chance,Someone whose mere presence warmed mine heart,Ecstatic, nay,Elated I get whenever I spot that radiant smile,And in the depth of the night as the rest of the world slept,On my knees I earnestly supplicate to THEE,That she’d be mine,Just mine,For keep.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurrupted/218355/