http://slow.writerscafe.org/knij The original writings of author Knij Nagili en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776023822 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Can't sleep... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/knij/532999/ Damn you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/knij/527566/ Happy birthday, b*tch... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/knij/527561/             Beneath a yellow streetlamp I heard an angel say “I’m sorry”, but I didn’t listen to what she has to say. I loved her, yet I didn’t love her, for it makes her human to me.And with it the realization th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/knij/404183/ A new-born leafBlown awayBefore it has seenThe light of dayA new-born leafFallen sans soundWhere it lies nowCannot be foundBut...Although blown awayAlthough fallenA new-born leafWill live again http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/knij/340654/ A friend's musings about the sky. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/knij/320488/ Complaints. And more complaints. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/knij/299882/ A lone ballerina in a stage of shadowy hallsDancing to a cacophonic beatShe’s still on her toes when the curtain falls  The audience applauds. What a show. She twirls and she swirls on her dainty feetA lone ballerina in a stage of shadowy halls &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/knij/292573/  Let’s pretend that the narrator has a camera. He or she chooses to focus it on the heavens above, thinking that it is the most appropriate scene for the start of this story. The sun has just set, leaving behind a deep blue sky tinged with orange on the horizon, dotted here and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/knij/217482/ Time ambles by in its usual pace; too fast when you want it to last forever, and ever so slowly when you’re waiting. Seasons brought change, years flew by … yet for me, it’s all the same. To be able to live a century is an amazing feat, but for immortals like me, it is merely the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/knij/217481/ The harshest word becameThe sweetest term of endearmentEvery second was eternityOf ardor so violent What a twisted web we weaveSo full of deceit and liesBut in this maelstrom of hatredYou’re the only one I can’t despise We found comfort in each other’s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/knij/217479/ A mirthless smileThat is anything but happinessMore often of anger and devianceAnd rarely, of sadness A boisterous laughIsn’t what it seems to beIt’s more like a cry of anguishOf pain and misery A heart of stoneBehind alluring eyesAnd to the world she fe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/knij/217478/ This was written at the height of my teenage angst years, around when I was 14-15. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/knij/217477/ Grey for the windYellow for the lightColors I have seenFrom the darkness of the night Blue for waterRed for fireMy heart is burningWith black desire Brown for earthGreen for the treesWipe it all outWhat use do I have for these? Destroy the worldAlong wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/knij/217475/ Not only beautiful things deserve attention. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/knij/209554/