http://slow.writerscafe.org/roshanrao The original writings of author Faffy en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776064819 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The forbidden fluidFlows though our thoughts Washes over our eyesSoaks into our skin feel coloursee sounds black ink separates Into figments of ourselves we lull away Senselessly As if reality was only A nightmareAmong dreams Our pupils shrink To the size of the earth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1683966/ "It calms them"Talismans, Black as midnight"It calms them" Sludge Clawed into his mind "It calms them" Listening...Voices frantic in mania"It calms them"Within and without...Reality in absentia "It calms them"Opium smoke flowed over reclaimed lipsDilatin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1465322/ (my take on a theme from The Great Gatsby) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1353991/ This is just a speech the was born out of my fascination with the media and how it changes our perceptions. it is written from the view of a mother. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1310990/ You walk through the isolation Surrounded by the emerald encrusted arbour Watching the sky turn grey and the land shift Frigid and ForsakenSometimes you watch it rain Sometimes it's sunny Sometimes iridescent bolts of lighting stain the walls black Striking at your feet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1276239/ Exposed nerves chased the windwe said our last goodbyes,but it wasn’t you that I would missit was the safety of your lies. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1264461/ If only walls could talk,Imagine the stories the would tell,The deepest darkest secrets they could unveil,If only,If only...The truth could be out,So the world would know what you're all about,If walls could talk,The tales they would tellStories of the  little girl who lies so stillWhile you sl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1240283/ They raided the hospital that day, we did what we could to repel them but they just kept coming wave after wave. They knocked me out... I think I woke up In a coffin to the screams of soldiers and civilians, i felt something drip and slide down my spine, it made me cringe feeling it roll down m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1207385/ Ill miss them.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1194892/ The lesson has begun http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1152750/ Aftermath of 'under the light of a black paper moon' http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1148374/ Under the light of a black paper moon After light.thoughts catch.On the gentle swell.Of the black and blue tides.teeth begin to chatter.As the clouds cry black.And the sun hidesBehind the rivers of ink.In the once azure sky.The voices.So faint and salty.Like the norw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1138693/ Wrath Is What Im Called, Little OneFeel The Boil Of A Thousand SunsSilently, I Sit, Changing My GuiseWaiting For My Time To AriseI'll Always Be By Your SideOnly To Fade When I Have WonFor I Am Deadly Sin Number OneMy Name Is Greed, But You Already KnewBecause I'm Deadly Sin Number Tw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1091855/ The world Whispering, silently  To the girl on the cliff her legs rocking back and forth  Humming, ever so quietly  You see her eyes... Through the veil of her hair her tears seep through  The cracks in her guise she continues to scream She sits on the ledge d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1078723/ The sun fallsOn the city that never sleeps.On the rooftops, above the ashtraysThat lie in frenzied heaps.Below the skyscrapersAbove the subway, in a small apartment spaceThe rays of the sun drip and flow into the cracksAnd burn an estranged face.It sits on her headon her neck,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1067860/ this is actually a monologue i wrote for my drama group http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1066911/ i cant think straight my mind is so clouded http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1063197/ written to and for a dear friend http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1062411/ Jealousy is a poison. envy is a sin.Jealousy will stunt your growth,And make you sick within.Be the best that you can be.Be thankful for what you haveAnd glad with whom you are.To wish for another's star.Cries poison,No matter how you’ve felt,Play the cards that yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1061984/ I have looked for an eternityI waited for someone like youWith a heart, so warm and tender  with an aura of love, so pureYou brighten up my lifeEach day to the nextNow that I have found youI am unable to let you goThe light of your smile andThe fire of your heartIs what has won me overAs notes .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1060453/ And here I amYet againGazing into mirrorsStaring at my reflectionforever blackeningMy head ringingWith words unsaidLines of broken sonnetsAnd unfinished textEndlessly rewrittenLocked awayNever to be readears shotbleedingfrom a deathly tranquilityquickly fleeting desperate to be heardscreaming silenc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1059233/ Perfection A cancerous ideaThat feeds and commands the utmost devotionWe wish, we pray To wake up without a fault At any cost We give in and you start to fray Everyone seeks this false reality It's an impulse, an itch A voice in the back .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1057288/ Trapped between realities I lay dormantI lay waiting for prophecies Of love and painThat would one day take me Never to refrain Trapped between two worldsBetween four dark pulsating walls  And a bottomless ceiling I see a voice That brings gre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1057202/ Its great to know you have real friends and not piles of dead broken leaves http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1056953/ I find it, funnyHow a smile,Something so gentle Can hide pastDrowned in seasOf tears and blood A pain that would lastSome chisel, some file Away a look of pain and exile Replaced with a cloakWe have seen things,Felt things You see only in nightmares.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1056931/ *Trigger Warning* http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roshanrao/1056913/