http://slow.writerscafe.org/zyk The original writings of author @zeewhykay en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775981025 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sunsets and deathsTherefor, kissesClashesDefine the exhuberant chaos Sunrises and wineSips and delights to the growing morning vineThis creeping twine never resignsIt salutes and motivates you through these tough times Day and nightThe all time battle.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zyk/1428973/ Freeverse http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zyk/1428959/ Property of WillMelancholy hit him hard. A wrecking ball, aimed at his comparatively small figure. Icy chills down his weak spine forced him to move around, for the turmoil was too much to sit off. 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that's life :-) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zyk/786022/ Lights dimmingOn usObscure darkness creepsUstensiles clingBurnt black meatSmell of roast comes beneathSmell of boast comes withinWith and only a broom, we come to sweepThe dieing City streetsThe blazing setting sunExtinguishes in the horizonInside the concrete jungleA jacked up revolver http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zyk/760089/ I'm always cold nowadaysMy heart's been left incisioned By your selfish waysI guess today's just another one of those daysWhen your memory haunts meLeaving afternoon's gray.It's been months since our end I wish I'd stop wonderingWhat ifWhat could've been.You said you loved me, I still wonder.If love.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zyk/752638/ Mixed feelingsUndecidedThe light turns greenMy heart screams stopA decision on whether or notTo let goTo trustA half-healed heartCan't bear being touchedIt hurts just to thinkThat everything I've wanted was to set sailWhat they forgot to tell me though, wasAt seaWhatever the weatherYou eventually ge.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zyk/744083/ A short one on either soulmates or crushes, or basically, strangers who hit you deep down. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zyk/741786/ Raindrops fall on dead treesA voice angrily yells blameThe sound echoesLack of leavesA door slams; footstepsShe looks upIn need of a wishStars ? 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Did that car actually let him pass in this deep dreaded traffic ? An inch is something to be grateful for, so imagine the length of a car ! He waved his hand in admiration to the gentleman, who did not react to his praise. 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