http://slow.writerscafe.org/Kent The original writings of author Kenilo Kent en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021613 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 We don't grow sugarcanes in our yards nomore,We don't sit 'round the burning teak nomore,That old teapot'd stopped murmering last winter since,That old churchbell'd stopped ringing last december sinceAnd our radios' at 9:30s' playing are nomore!And our laughters in the wind blowing are nev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kent/1343146/ I heard him a field across,So I ran to hear him close,And stopped by a minstrel lad.He sang me a happy songAnd singing to me, he said,"Runner, sport with me along."Then he sang a windmill's ode,Then I leaped and ran to hear,And ran to the minstrel's ode,As he blew a soulful airAn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kent/1341712/ A love song. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kent/1341710/ The Price of Love Madness! Madness!My eye drowns in darkness!My tongue tastes of nothingness!My senses, senseless!This beating heart'sOf a dead man's chest! Silence! Ahhh! Silence! What raging noise,Burning as furiouslyLike cries in hell!.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kent/1139793/ A Tribute to Winter! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kent/1136250/ To my late grand father http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kent/1135919/ On the 30th of November 2009, the eve of 1st December, me and some friends took a walk through the highway between Jotsoma and Kohima. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kent/1135257/ The GrasshoppersFair grasshoppers upon grasslands wild!How gay you hop upon the grasses mild,To feast upon lush summer's yield.Yonder lies the field a mile or so,That you may cud or gently mow,Upon grasses soft and farmer's sow.Hop hither hop thither!And that your cadence.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kent/1135256/ Oh heart, you æolian harp of love:All throbs well, few beats sweeter note;Hark! Blow this heart a tidal wave,My sails are loose, droop, on this boat.Oh yonder moon, spare me your tide!I struck upon the coral's reef!Oh raise me up, be you my guide.My heart is loose, yet wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kent/1135255/ To LifeOnce upon a time, life had me drunk an inch above the sky high! My highestthought and labour failed to frame a glimpse of what I felt in words! Here isbut a shadow of it.O life how must I frame you,Upon my pages pale and dry:Of your wondrous touchWoven in hues of perfect b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kent/1135253/ The Piper and the LinnetI heard a linnet in the woods,Chanting upon a breezy lea,That the note fills up the leaAnd the margin of the woods.Fair linnet: brilliant singer! InLaughter soo skillfully blowingThe blushful air, and makingSoulful notes into the wind."Hark!" Shout.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kent/1135252/ WITHERED SPRING 2She had me at first sight and I knew I had her!Some said we are two peas in a pod, a pair of cozy snickers or whatever you maycare to call us, we are as comfortable as a pair of old jeans! There is a placecalled Lover's Paradise ( LP ) 30 minutes away from Science Colleg.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kent/1135250/ To Romance 2: A FarewellThis threnody was written on the passing away of a friendship soo passionate and as sensitive as an æolian harp to the wind was there love in the throbing of the heartbeats. There is a sad twist in this poesie of three best friends hoplessly tangled up in love's bitter .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kent/1134702/ I hung to a cherry branchTossing sweetly in the trees.An old swallow filled her lungAnd blew sweetly to the breeze.The drooping squirrel dropped downHer oak-apples to my head,And cherries in full springs' gownDropped downwards the grassy bed.I tossed to the breezy noteMerry as a loosened kite,The bu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kent/1134690/