http://slow.writerscafe.org/fallen_whisper The original writings of author Rosee en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776098025 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  Imagine a world with no printed wordsno written documents to ever occur Imagine a world with no color splashesnothing but burnt black and ashes Imagine a world with no swirls of inkjust a shade of black under a wink Imagine a world loosing dreamsor hope and c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fallen_whisper/428851/   The rose you leftMeans nothingLike a broken wingFalling, bereft You stole my hopeAnd took my smileDrop me a sign release a ropeShow me loveA feeling which left for a while Each pedal reminds meOf the tears that fellStreaking my faceGliding down m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fallen_whisper/427107/  Where are you as I race timeListening to the cities ticking As I hear the bell towers chimeWhile I notice the world's constant clicking Where are you as I stare at the worldWrapped in swirls and silverBelow me waiting, curled.Like an ocean to a river Where .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fallen_whisper/426968/  Beyond those eyes I see a boyChildish and unawareOf your lurking friendsReady to destroy Under that coat is a heartThrobbing and achingYour tears are artAs they glide to your nose, shaking Below that cap is a mindThat knows what to doAnd what to findYou stic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fallen_whisper/426863/  Rain quivers, hopelessWhile midnight unfoldsMy heart lies dampened Skies cry with thunderSprinkling my vintage heartWhich waits cold and alone Hope melts before meAs blue sky meets sorrow As my vintage heart fades away http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fallen_whisper/426861/       A candle light hushed by the whirling wind. Secrets are heard. There are no walls. My brass hair whips my face. A sudden snicker.  Records of memories spin. Playing unwanted thoughts of the past. Teapots spill their warmth. Lost forever. With fainted music gu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fallen_whisper/426860/ Music seeps into the ground. Nourishing. Laughs tumble too. Windows to other worlds break. Spreading light. Hazy fingerprints left alone. Reflective surfaces confuse. While tapes of memories reply. Keys are left abandoned. Freckled children hum. Birds dance. Clouds sway backwards reaching for fallen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fallen_whisper/426858/  Twice he looked around himWith dark surroundings he thrivesHiding behind his umbrella’s brimHe clutches tightly his knives Twice she combed her hairWalked out to catch the breezeThat’s when he saw her standing thereBetween the river and the trees Twice.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fallen_whisper/426856/