http://slow.writerscafe.org/Moniba The original writings of author Moniba en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033621 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Serenity, after restlessnessDestination, after impatiencePeace, after struggleEase, after hardshipRelief, after trialIs what a man yearns for.And he gets it.But then…The cycle repeats itself.And again comes;Disturbance, after peaceHardship, after easeTrial upon trialAnd destination after dest.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1377372/ The young girl stood staringA stare void of hope and life.She wore an unwavering expressionOf boredom, and premature wisdom.She looked on, through people and through wallsAs if her destination was far beyond.She stood lightly on her feetWilling and waiting, for the wild wind's companion.Tentatively,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1377370/ Whoosh goes the sound of windPitter patter for the rainChitter chatter go the wordsAnd blank goes silence.Crack goes the gun, boom goes the bombChaos of war and mayhem for livesBut there, two doves chirping concordThe sound of peace - after war.The bubbly sound of blissThe silent trip of tearsT.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1377369/ That dent upon your browAnd frown upon your lipsThat nervous twitch of your fingersAnd the habit of angry pacingI wish it were of use.That genuine smile of purityThose eyes when wide with intensityThe glisten of your tearsAnd your everlasting hopeI wish it weren't in vain.Your random endless talents.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1292163/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1283123/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1283122/ Unbroken by new beginnings Haunting me, and bringing me Back to Reality!… http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1283121/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1283119/ Cloaked in heavy shroudsCovered in clingy doubtsEnveloped in dark grey cloudsAmong those dizzy routesIs the truthProtected with locks of liesHidden from common viewThe answer to all the whysCure for diseases tooIs the truthA realists real realityA distressed soul’s gateway to sanityA confidant.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1283117/ All words and colours twisted Into an attractive storm… http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1283115/ The silence in your eyes says it all. They’re always so animate. Not today. They’re blank, shielded, silent. Do you remember, I told you… That I hate silence? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1283112/ I knowWhat you want me to knowAnd I knowNothing more than thatBut I seeWhat I want to seeAnd I dwellOn a lot more than thatI hearWhat you want me toAnd I hearThat other part too I thinkWhat you want me to thinkAnd I ponderUpon a lot more than thatI believeWhat I think is rightBut I knowIt is mo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1249627/ A mere belief in myself is all I need right now, and I'll move mountains. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1164437/ A miserable attempt at rhyming. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1138114/ Every day, when coming home from college, I have to go over a pedestrian bridge. I don't like that bridge, actually, bridges have always  scared me. It's not the fear of height, it's actually the environment of an over-head pedestrian bridge. They're metal, and when I walk over them, they produ.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1130860/ If I start now,It'll take me a few centuries,To get to my world in the skies...My world in the skies,Where I can soar above all,And where spring never ends...It's all good there,It's all pure and right,It's my world in the skies...My utopia, my bliss, my azure,It's my world in the skies, Far aw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1127974/ This was written a few days ago when I was waiting for some relatives to arrive, very eagerly, and was the informed that they weren’t coming….after having prepared so much for their arrival. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1117332/ Dull leaves, wilted flowers..Dry grass, bent trees..Dirty baskets, unkempt shrubs..Caked shovels, arid soil..She's gone, she died.There's no one to care..The flowers miss her,The winds call to her..The skies are sad, The ocean weeps..She's gone they say,She's lost to the world. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1101936/ Reflecting on the past years... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1098162/ As I took my last breathI wondered what they'd sayIf they knew I was going awayNever coming backGoing away...~Moniba. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1071088/ If youfind me gone one day..Do notcry and do not shout,Just prayfor me and carry on..... If youfind me gone one day..Do not besad, do not look for me,Just letme be and carry on... Coming inand going out..This isthe fixed cycle of life,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1067935/ Blurring the world from my sight,They find their way down...Snatching away all the logic,They fall onto the ground...Heavy upon my heart,They weigh nothing to those around...Fueling my burning emotions, They let all reason drown...Depriving me of all my strength,They continue to flow unbou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1067177/ Have you ever felt like something horrible was gripping you tight, not letting go, leaving little breathing space… But the tears are always ready to spill, right? No matter how little breathing space http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1066913/ There in the state of solitudeShe sat, her head bowed downLooking for the vital signs of lifeThe soft light of dusk, caressed her cheeks What misfortune had come to herShe knew, and only God knewShe prayed to God, dusk prayed with herAnd then twilight fell upon She lifted her head and gaze.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Moniba/1066910/