http://slow.writerscafe.org/yusuf The original writings of author yusuf en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021713 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 He went from doors to doors, and begged for peace, they just gave him smiles, a painful tease. He wandered in himself ,burdened under his own shadow,his life--- a poor b***h, a widow.He made his bed, on top of a tree, slept hungry, dreaming lunches of life for free. He sat there for mont.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1203296/ Words Words Words! Sometimes Words can obscure the whole meaning of Life! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1134909/ "My Boombox Brain." Dead beats of thy Satan's demise,beats against thy celluloid. Sometimes, it plays the mourning songs,of thy dying pen. The sweetest serenades are heard,over the horizons of life and death. At times, 'tis harmonic connection to my soul,goes through rocks of noi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1127932/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1105652/ Wake up my morning glory. . Open up your eyesSet me on fire againFor this fire within mewill just be quench with a new fire. Wake up my morning glory. . Move your tender lipsPour me over with your healing voice voice with sensual touch ; the midas one!Wake up my morning glory. .&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1077753/ "O Powerful Moon! Thou be the the second idyllic sight thine eyes hast ever drank. Swift down sometimes to kindle thy soul to eternal bliss with thy parlance of silence. Slumber thy mind to the same lullaby that dearest mother used to sing in thy name. Thou were beautiful then thou be beautiful now .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1073332/ "Running in the rain , Her Saffron tainted stole glitters as the water-drops intensifies it's transparency. . It blinded his eyes to all of the world but her body ; beautificated with newly appeared curves on it. His eyes struck with that satanic good look. . His robust arms pulled her wet body towa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1073331/ "He pleaded with his desperate eyes; a paradox to his modest words---O mister! This little girl , the life of my life , is brutally cursed with this blanched skin , dweller of this ordeal , I , plead for some monetary mercy. Her dulcet vociferous poor innocent eyes , immensely powerful, hypnoti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1073330/ wrote it during monsoon. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1073328/ "Floating me shinning she in the moonlight, 't decorated her in velvety furbeautificating the sight.Walking me talking she as the moon smiles, upon violetjust to lether radiate few more miles. Alluring she adoring me as she ties back her hair,to let .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1073327/ wrote it the day my sister got married! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1073323/ just before when i was about to sleep! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1073319/ wrote it for someone i hate like hell! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1073316/ I wrote this while i was travelling somewhere from my place. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1073315/ There lies my diary! In the dark. Eyesore dwarfs crawls , on its golden pages.They read my words ,and sarcastically smile at me.They laugh out loud ,rolling on the floor.They read.They call me a looser ,spit on my f*****g face.They Call me a joker ,a man without backbone.I don't mind .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1072875/ Powerful eyes disguising pain , Tears as if tamed ;To be shunned , with smile not to blend.Tall she stand, with plastic smile grand.Shattered and shaken ,agonys taken.Her sufferings never revealed,painful secrets in her lips concealed.Ordeals taken , lonely and forsaken,.Despite .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1071797/ An old decay-tainted room, Comprising of rugged furniture, empty bottles, beer cans overuse trash-can and a ‘’filthy’’ giant bed. The walls of the room painted with cracks, making patterns with faded patches of paint on it. An ancient old clock on the wall, which rang with th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1071285/ Burdened velvety clouds , rising to fall. . Moaning and groaning silently , painting the bliss before storm. Enigmatic blanket around , disguising mystic laborious agents , they rummage through heaven and hell, to gather crystal drops--- ornaments of green bride ,&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1070634/ I am. .I am a melidious merry, Of many sins that you carry.A maliced tinge in the purity , Purity in the noir surity. I am a fervolent rainbow , of a maverick shadow. I am the beautiful moonsoon , alas! harbourer of the doom.I am the dream in frail , a grand S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1070632/ The Dark Brown forest has in it the secrets of heaven and the Secrets of the majestic sounds of night and of the rain drops shooted at the surface , and the secret of love found ,all in her eyes. . The intriguing ocean has in it the secret of it's depth , and the light of the thousands colors u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1070631/ The Shout(A Prayer.) A world of subverted virtues , and a world of acquisitive thoughts ,Impertinence to righteousness and the land squeezing with fraught. Is this the world where we were brought ?!Save the men who are on strayed road and lessen the burden of earth which is dying.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yusuf/1069509/