http://slow.writerscafe.org/devilpiper The original writings of author Dibbo en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776233495 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 If you could speak, it would be a symphony of wordsMelody in every thoughtEveryone would stop by and hearThe chansons of the heart for the ones; far and near. In this dark world of mine, you would usher in the lightWeave a magic curtain,And set all the feelings freeWould have be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devilpiper/381580/ Bridging the distance with hope,Walking in the cloudsThere's music in everythingThe break of dawn brings in..........sunshine Esparança é um calorDe fumaça em relevoO concreto se desfazNo mistério do olhar. The force within binds us allThe .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devilpiper/378148/ If there is an arrow to show us the wayIt is inside ourselvesTo find it; is our challengeIt leads the way out of the dark blind alleyWhere we find something to live for,Reach for the stars,Being blessed... The power to withstand stormsIs in the arrowheadIn the teardrops of o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devilpiper/378140/ Behind the nimbus, over the skiesDeep inside the rain forestsBy the violent riversideAcross frontiers. From the minds of the enlightened soulsFrom the thoughts of the worldFrom the sights of the watchful eyesFrom the grasp of the clenching fists. Into the alleyway,Und.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devilpiper/373067/ The dreams may be unreal; but they bring happinessTravelling to another dimension, a ride across cloudsReasoning takes a bow and leavesImagination rulesEveryone is there, the persons we seekLaughter and joy dance, waltz playsSound of angelic flute can be heardBright lights, spectacular.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devilpiper/367433/ For all the people who lost their lives in the Latur Earthquake on September 29, 1993. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devilpiper/362349/  In The Fields Of Hope Where the sky meets the groundWhere the mountains give way to the sunWhere the river runs wildWhere the lonely soul waits The moonlit courtyard casts a spellThe wind plays a hypnotic musicThe trees sway to the rhythm of lifeGround below shi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devilpiper/362341/  The light in your eyes have faded, but they keep a watchThe laughter can’t be heard; but feltEver since the day you went to the land of poet’s prideI have wondered for one sightNow the years that have numbered two has gone byAnd in the night sky, I see you waving byTh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devilpiper/362340/  An eternal rush, pulled by the gravity of helplessnessSuccumbing to the vacuum of influenceChained by the mighty hands of fateThe burden is growing by secondsLate soundless nightsIs it the mind or just a tramp?Distant cries of Aphrodite, mostly unheardPaying no heed to the rele.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devilpiper/362339/  My soul asks me “Why do you think?”I answer, “It’s the road to the other side”My soul asks me “Why do you feel?”I say “It lifts me up”I ask my soul “Where do you live?”It says “Closer than you think”I a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devilpiper/362338/ I looked through the windowTo find tall buildings waving at meI walked down the streets,To find known faces looking at meI face the sky,to see the clouds giving way to the sun The warmth in the airThe dust in the airThe fondness in peopleThe hurry in peopleIt calls you wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devilpiper/360811/ Silent tears that never left the eyesDeep inside lie the unheard sighsThe flute stops playingThe wind stops blowing There were times when you were nighNow you are a star across the skyThe feeling of pain insideThe bleeding heart stops the world Your presence will always.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devilpiper/360808/ Where are those people, whom I want to see?Where are those faces my eyes seek?There are more unknowns than friendsTo know who's who you have to go deep down under.What if I see a beautiful face that I longed for?What if I meet someone I was thinking about?Maybe nothing has changed. . ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devilpiper/360340/ (1978-2004) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devilpiper/360339/ Strumming of the flamenco stringsMusic in my earsSomeone behind a veilA picture unseenFlashes, visions, thoughts, dreamsSometimes unreal, melancholySerene sky, stars callingA new world across galaxiesNever a doubt, no apprehensionHappiness pristine http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devilpiper/360337/  The thought is there insideLike a faint fragrance of GardeniaOn the clouds, they take you on a rideAnd I ask, why does it rain outside? From the sky when I look belowThe search for winter sweet beginsFrom me how long will it hide?And I think, why does it rain outside?&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devilpiper/360336/