http://slow.writerscafe.org/chiyeung The original writings of author clau en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776353790 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I looked at them closely. I examined the way they talked, the way the laughed, and the way they looked at me. Everything about them reminded me of sadness and a sense of helplessness.  I guessed at mid forties and late thirties. They were definitely aged, but had a hint of youth to their faces... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/981298/ Alice,from great sadness came great happiness.Replaced, rejoice, reloved.mixed emotions,mixed words,false love,my real love.She looked withquestioning eyes,tears fading, she questioned.Endless questions,she was unsure, unknown,never had she felt this waybefore.Conflicted emotions,filled wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/977199/ I'm running paper thin, feeling the cuts withinI don't know where to go, the walls seem to be closing inI stare out the window and see the pouring rainand i wonder if things will be the samecause everything i use to believe in and fought forhas washed away, down the drain, gone through out the doorc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/961751/ are we better off deadthen to chase the things we dread?dead voices ring in my headfollowing the Star, she led.the 7 gates of death,she rang her bells with no fear,death binded to her willshe marched on in search of her father.i watch in the shadows,hidden amongst the creatureswho have been waiting .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/959340/ The smoke rises above the sun,mixing with the spring airit follows Godwe breathe it in with no worries.The children play and talk,the adults embrace and smile,the grass goes on for miles.All the names laid across.Grandma looks on,memories in her blinking eyes,we understand.We eat, we embrace, we rej.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/953697/ I met God in a crowded train station. She wore a ripped t-shirt and blue jeans. Sitting on the floor with a cardboard box, she smiled with broken teeth and had a slight lazy eye. She is the type of beggar you pass by everyday at the station, merely blending into the background, never to be noticed... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/951878/ Perhaps i pulled myself so deep in for a reason. But i don't even know my own personal reasoning for the friendships i have developed recently. Maybe i was seeking something new, or perhaps i was actually enjoying myself. My mind told me to pull away, it was telling me that i was wasting my time and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/948306/ It was a cold February afternoon. It hadn’t begun to snow, but I could feel the cold wind slowly creeping into the insides of my jacket. Sipping my coffee and watching my breath flow through the air, I moved the wooden chess pieces across the board as fast and methodically as I can. My oppone.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/946123/ What love should have been http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/794268/ 32 line rap http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/753172/ Beat: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JJIUVuI7UP4Looking at my 5 story house outsideI know I'm walking out with prideout of this life, with a 16 inch cut from a knifeand now I knowthat I'm never going homecause I'll get my head blownfrom words that'll kill you, and knock you down unt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/515285/ A summer with AliceIt was during the summer of 2003 that I met Alice. What seemed like an eternity ago, felt only like it was yesterday. It was a summer that changed me as a person and has affected me for my entire life. I was only 11 years old at the time and it was the summer before my f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/513940/ Me and Michael, sitting outside my old houseback in Jackson Heights when i was just 5came here in 97mama and papa were strugglingjust to make a livingpapa worked hardworked two jobsworking from 9 to 5, 3 to 7having no life, just struggling to be survivingback then i didn't know abo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/509608/ My little girltell me what its like to carry this worldto be alone walking into to the streets unknowngirl aren't you scared about whats out there?All the things that can happen, all the things forgottenbut I guess we have tocause its the life we live throughNow pack the suitcaseWe're go.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/509492/ Never to see the dayIn my abyssI hear her tell himIf only if only…A boy?Useless! Unwanted!  Dreaded!Impossibly, unfortunatelya girl?To see the sun, to feel the breeze, to wear a beautiful dressin the summertime is all I ask…Please? Please?No… no&hell.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/487414/ He lies to you,with the most sincere smile,he takes you into his arms and comforts you, with his wordshe tells you- trust me. You look into his eyes,unable to see beyond the mask, aveil which hides his emotions,a struggle within him, a decision betweenyou and the stars of the&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/459616/ light breaks through the windowyou frown cause its time for school againlook at the clock, its only 6 amtake the bus to the local highschool dealwithallthefoolsthejackassesandthenitwitscause they think there so cool tryingtowalkthehallsalonecauseyoucantstandtheattentionlook out.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/449492/ HollyNo way i could recognizeyour face your smile your sweet embracecause its all long gonebut i still remember that single nightthat stage on holly avenueyou were the brightest star of them alleverybody said you were fated to make it bigcarry the hopes of this small town on your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/449491/ i didnt know what to sayyou would see right through meits just the wayyou described meand cause my walls to come crumbling downpeople would tell me i have changedbut am i suppose to let the world blow me byand stay the same?its just the way i amso please just understandplace me o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/449490/ Autobiography collection http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/449489/ heywhy don't you ever say... heyi know how you're feelingfollow me , i'll show you the wayyou loved the manfor all the wrong reasonsnow his back for all the wrong reasonsbut someone else is still on your mindsee him across the hallhe looks away, you walk the opposite direction.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/449488/ Autobiography Collection http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/449487/ Autobiography Collection http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/449486/ Autobiography Collection http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/449485/ To Megan Meier And The Meier Family, This Poem Is Dedicated, With The True And Earnest Regard Of The Author http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/430752/ On the corner of JewelWhere the most unexpected happensSaw your face amongst the crowdMet with your sweet embrace, your graceThe long black hair & those hazel eyesA aura of mystery that would drive any man crazyKnown you for a second, known you for a yearSeems like an eternityT.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/430751/ It's 1 AmI feel a little tiredI feel a little happierI feel a lot differentIt's a feeling I can't explainIt keeps me up late at nightAnd when I fall asleepMy dreams wake me upBut I wake up with a smileWith a pleasant feelingWith a sweet dreamThat I can think about for the d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/430405/ A part of the North Series http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/363987/ Another Installment of the North Series http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/363982/ A part of the North Series http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/363981/ If he is yours, then love him despite his past http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/284939/ Girl of your dreams? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/283707/ This is a poem based on a life of generality http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chiyeung/283706/