http://slow.writerscafe.org/Azzy The original writings of author Azriel en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776173056 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Shecarries sorrow in her blood, Like a sweet perfume; it taints the air we breatheAnd we suffocate on her scent of misery. But she is dressed in all smiles and all laughsSo we can never tell the death she carries in her, But it bleeds out, just like her scent spreads throu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1180955/ Trapped under icy seas i am drowningI am freezing In a world of lies. I see them walking on the surfac, Merry as can be, and loved by the radiance of the sun. But under this placid lake I am alone, How could they not see me, not hear my desperate calls? Time .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1176736/ Take your dreadful hooks out my back I am tired of living as your scarecrow.I'll jump the fence, I'll make the move, And I’d bite the bulletIf it would help release me from your rusty claws.I am becoming weary of your sinking teeth, Of your unloving touchBut neve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1172588/ This over abounding frenzy grows all over us Covering everything that made up our ex-lives.But somehow this over growing fauna blocks out the sunStopping us dead in our tracks, Once we became blinded by the light, But now, more so by this abundance of lifeUngroomed it f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1170282/ I am sick of sleeping on your bed of nails, I have become so weary of the pain,Of the needlesbeing driven into my spineSo long now this knife has been in my back, It's rusting and forming into quite the tunnel of memories. But don't pull it out, (You can't pull it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1168664/ In a faltering frenzy he tries to fix his bones back intoplace,Quickly sticking back femurs into sockets and spines into cords. Quickly, before they can see, he rotates his headto where it's supposed to beMoving cartilage to where it belongs, Fixing jaw bones and teeth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1166468/ the follow up to 'Bite Marks'... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1165580/ This dreadful forever accumulating air, stifles usslowlyAs we trudge through these desolate pews and broken islesFilled with dreadful creatures and dark monsters,That would haunt your favorite nightmares;They appear, not in the literal senseBut now with masks and a new flesh onTo s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1164435/ Your figure still appears at night, Frozen in my mind, frozen to the touch of time. You linger here for far too long, Just as your damning past did youWhile you were here.And just for a second we see your face But then you flee, just like you always do.You strange s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1162214/ You live on quicksand, That’s sinking Lower than your deepestmiseries. But you choose to call it solid concreteChoose to pretend that it’s all okay. However Your mask is fading slowly,And we can’t evenguess what's underneath But neither can y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1161769/ She is forever running, fleeing from her past,Yet she ends up constantly blurring the line Between past andfuture.They haunt at night, not the Ghosts, But the echoes of the past that will reverberate with arising sun.He tries to hide under sheets, While she tries to h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1159955/ Esteem and honor never followed me, And why should it?Does the sun ever acknowledge the radiance of anembittered moon? Or does the sky ever question,The clouds and their forever accumulating state? But I am shifting shadows,Blown by the wind and I am lost like e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1158436/ We live like shipwrecked souls, lost,But not at sea, And we search for a light to guide usTo carry us to a place we can call home. We live like divers, jumping off every cliff, But with nothing at the bottom And with nothingto break our fall. It's li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1157242/ sort of a follow up to 'always leaving'...kinda... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1156090/ another old one http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1155503/ quite straightforward... i think... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1154441/ You put me into this survival mode... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1153589/ Life among the wolves, Seems like a life lived among the thorns, Day In day out, rinse repeat, it's all the same. In cycles we are born; and in them we shall die, Dust to dust, never sounded this good,Never sounded thispromising.You said "You can't drown,If yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1153314/ She is forever fleeting, forever leaving. A ghost, she calls my forsaken name in the winds that come and go, In the passing of times that push us all to and fro, Towards the future or from the past,We shall never know. But her presence made me stop ages ago, No futur.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1153039/ acceptance http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1151217/ "Lock me up and throw away the keys", It’s all become so cliche to say, But you never understood the words that spouted from mymouth.Did you ever hear my cries? My laments as I was left to this pack of wolves.I begged for your hands to come downAnd reign on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1150552/ this is one of my older poems, thought i'd post it first, as it was the oldest of mines that i could find. it's basically about being lost. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Azzy/1150299/