http://slow.writerscafe.org/alaaelbannan The original writings of author A.B en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776388777 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 a poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1599970/ Flash fiction http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1491298/ You are the timeThe time that turned into silver mountains and dawn flakes The clear fog of holding on and letting goYou are the cold marble floor The handshakesThe lineThe forbidden touch . . . and The memory of something that never happened You are the&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1491295/ a poem about love . . . ending http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1487921/ Flash Fiction http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1478003/ a flash fiction http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1477990/ A forgotten white rose, Unopened giftsSand and waves in an incomplete song A pretentious self, Fake submissionsAn illusion that to each other we belong A lesson of truth, Immature knowledge Promises that should have never been made Broken chapters,&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1412116/ A prose poem written during one of my writing classes :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1358614/ I do what scares me the most. I write.I go through this process of solitude and struggle. It's exhausting and i enjoy it. I enjoy feeling independent, facing my fears alone on paper, strong, impatient and chasing the "beyond" world.Hunting illusions and killing them brutally. It's a p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1284742/ We have this illusion called death... That we are mortal ... it is so painful if you may think to face the fact that we are immortal, we can't handle immortality. We are so trivial that we appreciate our bodies too much and we forget that our souls are immortal. We have been created to live for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1205623/ A number of writing exercises written during a workshop in the Library of Alexandria..oh i miss the sea and i miss the "sharing" ! the first note was on my way, on the train! June 2013 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1200543/ Inspired by my favorite book of poetry...and by someone who showed me the color green and dedicated to all the kind hearts i know :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1156643/ bubble writing ...had to start with "inside the box" ... during my beloved book club :D 2012 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1127763/ On the wall I hang his picture On the wall I wish to walkor hear the secret talkof people lived in the pastOn the wall my hand feels the heat On the wall leans my defeat and the my courage is brutally nailedOn the wall I hang her picture On the wall I scribble a stupid thought&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1127762/ a book that has always been a friend, a part of my childhood,adolescence and adulthood, finally found the chance 2 write about it,even though there were some words that couldn't be written.love poetry http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1127730/ my very first writing exercise in my very first creative writing workshop! had to write something with "my pencil crying tears of honesty" ...December 2011 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1099964/ A collection of thoughts written in various situations and occasions,they are so different from each other,but they all reflect a moment or an emotion make me fall in love with life all over again... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1099952/ In my past life I was a song written and sung by a lonely man He was sadsad and scary blue..dead..killedkilled by hope and smoothly decieved by the only truth in lifethey say he was crazythey say he was rudehe was many thing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1099948/ a line came to my head made me write this.... it's not death that pulls us apart... it's the coldness of our hearts! there is nothing worse in life than a cold relationship... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1098174/ I couldn’t stand her suffering any more especially that I knew the reason of her suffering.      So I gave myself to her and decided to become the thing she needed the most, to become the treasure she had lost. I couldn’t do it, I’m no wizard, didn&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1095329/ it is just amazing when you are in love with someone..and you feel that anything you do together as if it's done for the first time...even if it was the last! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1094812/ I wrote this after a very long break from writing. I've wanted to write for months now..but I just couldn't something always held me back.. something gray! Pictures taken by: Me :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaaelbannan/1094650/