http://slow.writerscafe.org/Sanjay316 The original writings of author PoeticVandal en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776022519 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Gripping of euphoria ,As I see the golden springs, of autumn's red,My soul at greater heights....Tides smash against jagged beach rock,Ever on with a splash,Like nature's own applause eternal...Oh horizon looms in the distance,An unattainable goal,Beyond all worldly maps,An amber tempt to the soul.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1362121/ Shots rang the evening air with the occasional blast from the pair of enemy tanks that send out a ripple of sand in all directions. A lone platoon crawled through the sandy rough trenches while they defended the treeline where the rest of their company had taken refuge. The trenches had been dug the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1233683/ The deputy director made his way through the security metal detectors in the offices at Langley, meanwhile the guard at the desk ran his identification that verified his name to be John Ridley. He then claimed his leather briefcase from the x-ray belt and walked towards the elevator. Before the elev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1232280/ Vince waited at his table for the arrival of his co-investigators at the table that had become their briefing table over the course of their investigations. Tobias had send him a message informing him about a major break in the case he had achieved on his visit to ArcTekk and the previous day's news.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1227378/ Tobias studied his prey intently, the man in front of him looked to be around 40, his facial features were sharp with a narrow rather pointed chin. He had a long pointed nose that could be compared to the beak of a hawk, his unruly, short dark brown hair looked like the head feathers of a hawk. He w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1226460/ This evening was a particularly uneasy one for Archie, word had reached him that the cops had got their hands on his shipment of guns. Although he had scraped off the serial numbers of the guns and they would never connect it to him, he knew that a man who never felt the hint of caution in this line.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1225375/ The next day Stephanie stood in front of her furious captain, explaining to him how they had gotten themselves involved in the warehouse shootout. The entire precinct, much to the captain's annoyance, was rife with whispers of a phantom that cut through numerous heavily armed gunmen and vanished wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1218911/ Vince discharged his gun in Tobias' direction and waited as the rubber bullet soared through the air and hit him right in the chest. Tobias almost instantly went limp causing a startled Roarke to loosen his grip. This momentary lapse was all Ghost needed as he jerked his head backwards which smacked.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1213400/ The fire escape outside Vince's apartment window consisted of metal grate horizontal platforms, one at each storey of the building with a zig-zagging staircase connecting them. Each platform opened to the windows of the two adjacent apartments and the staircase finally ended in a folding staircase t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1212632/ Ghost woke up to be greeted by a throbbing headache, his sight soon focusing to reveal Jeffrey Stone standing in front of him, a smug look on his face. Two of his cronies stood close by, the others were probably still in the warehouse. Jeffrey had let his guard down, now that he had captured his ene.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1212193/ The docks stretched for almost 25 miles, one end of which curved into the large harbor of the Hudson River. Large red cranes standing in a neat row waited in silence for the next time they would be called into action to lift the many cargo containers that would then join their brethren arranged in v.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1211617/ The night was much brighter than most, courtesy of the full moon that painted all with a dazzling silvery glow. The neighborhood dogs, both stray and owned, could be heard barking, horns blared as the lateness of the time did nothing to abate the bustling life that was Manhattan.Freddy, carrying a b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1209852/ Gladstone motel had certainly seen better days. After the flow of cocaine had run dry, the primary incentive for using the motel had died too but Donny Demarco wasn't disappointed.Business was dwindling but it was his business for the first time in a long age, and he was content with no longer being.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1207208/ Stephanie knocked on the front door waiting for an answer with two coffee cups from a nearby cafe. The door opened to reveal Vince as he invited her into his house."How did you know where I live?", Vince asked the detective."I am a detective you know.", Stephanie replied."You sure you're not stalkin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1157344/ 19.A few blocks away Jeffrey had his own problems to deal with. After the news of his boss' death had spread in the underworld circles the organisation had all but crumbled under the new found tenacity of their rival factions. In the couple of days after the incident the organisation had lost almost.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1157276/ Jeffrey sat in his former boss' office with his new friend, waiting for his planned meeting with Gabriel and the other lieutenants. After his talk with the Valkavian general he had called up his contact and arranged a meet with Gabriel for the day after.The door opened as Gabriel came in with his .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1157267/ Meanwhile Vince opened the door to his apartment after a long day of sitting around the precinct, waiting for any answer to the all points bulletin Stephanie had placed out on Jeffrey Stone. But after waiting till late in the evening, Vince took his leave from the station and returned home in a cab... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1157265/ Things at the precinct were a total mess as twenty-two murders in two days without a single suspect is enough to send anyone into overdrive. The captain, in addition, was not happy with Detective Holden bringing a civilian into their investigation."What are you doing? Opening your own tour facility .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1155652/ The street corner was bustling with activity as an army of pedestrians moved to and fro carrying on with their everyday lives. The front door of a beauty parlor that stood near the pavement opened up as a woman in her early thirties walked out. Her tears of mourning had dragged some of her.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1155384/ A man dressed in a brown leather jacket and a pair of denim jeans sat on one of the stools at the bar counter, the stools on either side were all occupied by people who, like him, enjoyed a good drink."What will you be having, buddy?", the barkeep inquired."I'll have a whisky, Johnny Walker, if you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1154522/ Detective Holden did not wait a moment when she ran for the door and exited the Valencia house. Once she was outside she spied her quarry pass by the pair of cops that stood guard at the fence. She broke into a run and passed by the cops with not more than a nod in their direction as she tried to ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1154442/ The red-blue lights of the squad cars flashed at the Valencia compound as the sirens shrieked through the air. A brown sedan entered the driveway, at the wheel was a woman in her mid-twenties. Her golden badge, with the words 'Detective' written on it in black, was on a chain that hung over her ches.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1153279/ If you'll listen close I'm sure you'll find,Sweet little nature's whispers in the wind.What the sun tells the cloud when it shines for the moon,Or the buds assuring the sun that they'd flower out soon.Cocoons tell the leaves they'll leave their embrace,And deer, they repent to the grass they graze.P.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1152774/ About eight hundred yards in front of the iron gates, there stood a tree in the miniature forest that circled the compound. High up the tree on a small wooden platform that nested on its branches stood the second attacker that the Valencia compound would have this day. He was wearing a camouflage ho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1150606/ The Valencia compound was impenetrable, as the more resourceful of his rival factions had so thoughtfully demonstrated. It consisted of an eight foot concrete wall mounted on by four closed circuit cameras, the house resting in solitary on the far side of the iron gates. A marble fountain, almost tw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1137613/ In a dark and lonely night,On a dank and dirty floor,A fair maiden as pale as light,In a placid slumber she resides,Neither the twigs that grace her hair,Nor the soil that stain her amber,Hinders the magnificence her beauty shines.And I being forever a gentleman,Call her out to improve her den.But h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1135767/ I came across a sacred word,That trust isn't given,It must be earned.Lifetimes it takes to gain one's trust,But mere moments, such confidante burns,And bonds of friendship wither and rust.There are many tales of caution,Where friends turns foes,So begins the contortion.If a friend you possess,K.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1135765/ Juan Valencia sat in his office, anxious, as he waited for the customary calls that followed a pick-up, but he received no such reprieve. It had begun two days ago when he hadn't heard from his Gladstone crew, after which he lost contact with more of his men. He even called Jeffrey Stone to ask for .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1134717/ Ghost stood on the rooftop of the residential building, his binoculars were aimed right at his unwilling and anxious accomplice. He ran his binoculars over the pedestrian crowd and quickly aimed it back at his bait. He noticed two men walking together, their eyes fixed on Donny. They both wore long&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1134317/ Donny could not discern much for his eyes awoke in a daze, all he perceived was a flicker of white light. The room came into focus as he found himself in a dark room, the only source of light was a long white tube light. It sparked on and off with a buzzing sound which was quite painful to his .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1133629/ The Gladstone Motel stood in a rather bustle filled neighbourhood of the Big Apple. Aside from the pink neon sign that flickered every few minutes or so the building looked almost uninhabited, which was exactly how the motel management preferred it. The 'under the table' business practices of t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1132929/ A poem about the evil that is Greed. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1131245/ Dust and red-sand flew into a stormy frenzy as a bike came to a sudden halt next to a bullet ridden building that looked like blocks of Swiss cheese. The bandaged rider got off his bike and, walking towards the entrance, went in. He walked up the crumbling stairs, making his way towards one of the a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1130355/ Though the general had only told him that it was a morning flight, Roarke knew there was only one flight to Valkava from the Americas in the morning. That was at ten a.m. The hands of his watch had barely reached nine fifteen when he found himself waiting at the airport. He stood there sweating and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1123256/ A Jeep drove its way through the debris covered streets of Fredav, the city that had been the capital of Valkava ever since General Ando Gustav had led a successful coup ten years ago. The jeep by a long stretch of the word was still a modest piece of crap, a greenish shade with .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1122645/ Juan got up groggy from his sleep as the morning rays fell upon his face. Sitting on the edge of his thousand dollar bed he pondered over the day's schedule. Things were not going well for him, not one bit.After soon freshening up, he put on a black collared shirt and a took out a white suit and tro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1122096/ If there was anything else Jeffrey Stone was known for, it was his efficiency. After his little chat with Valencia he had contacted the four lieutenants and had already arranged a meet for the following day.Now he stood in wait, leaning against his parked Cadillac in a quiet garage, a few minutes be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1121647/ It was a cold late-winter's day as Jeffrey Stone made his way towards the two-storey house that served as the base of the cartel's operations. A chilly breeze blew across his face making him pull the trench coat tight, his blonde mane fluttering in the hair. He hesitated for a few as he reached the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1120513/ A barbed wire fence surrounded a field of plants arranged in well spaced rows, which stretched almost a mile in area. It looked unremarkable aside from the dozens of armed guards patrolling the perimeter. For this was no mere harmless field of shrubbery, it was a cocaine field. Tom had not become a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1119865/ The fine rays of day shone upon the town of Ackravya, and like the great king Midas' turned all it touched into sparkling gold. An early morning bustle brought the town to life, the neighborhood baker making his routine morning cakes with a smell that filled all hearts with content. The children mak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1119309/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1119299/ Two warriors fight as a silent spectator watches.. Who is he ? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1116195/ Moonlit sky glows anight, Eerie cast on lonely swing, Sends chills down the spine.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1103223/ A poem about conscience.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1100742/ I have heard somewhere that 'We should not pity the dead, we should envy them.' Thought I'll write a poem on that... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1100028/ A poem about a man waiting for death to claim him.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1099304/ A narrow rocky path lies before him,On which he runs, his breath fights him.Darkness lies ahead as it lays behind,He searches for salvation but there's none here to find.A glimpse behind reveals little more,Than quick shadows pouncing with a growl and roar.His hope fell against what his greed hath b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1098619/ A stage in warm sunThe curtains fall with applauseJoyful tears all round.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1097664/ My first haiku...if it is not one please let me know.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1097604/ One of my first attempts at poetry writing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjay316/1097264/