http://slow.writerscafe.org/AloneInACrowd The original writings of author Alone In A Crowd en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776099279 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This poem is about how I tried so hard with something going on in my life, but I feel like I've fallen apart and just couldn't win. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1393384/ The next chapter in my first book, this chapter is more based on the effects on ordinary people in the face of. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1393319/ The fifth chapter in the book 'Papers' http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1370939/ The 4th chapter to the book' Paper's'. I know that these starting chapters haven't yet got into more depth with war related issues, but they are coming up pretty soon. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1368309/ Indentations in the front line of buildingsMark the passages hidden from first sightWhere the odd lives of call girls beginIn the dark, shadows stalk over to the vunerable womenTheir arrogance felt from the way they negotiate the crooked pathThey rendezvous under the no.38 bridgeAway from the tumbli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1368289/ The third chapter in the book 'Papers'. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1367266/ This was written in class as a mini assignment about winter. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1366614/ This is the second chapter in my new book 'Papers', continuing to follow Fay and others in times of struggle. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1366591/ The first chapter in Papers (still thinking of a better name.) Set in London just before the outbreak of WW1. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1366096/ Set in London just before the outbreak of WW1. Follows the life of a young lady called Fay.It aims to bring together the effects of war as well as an intertwined personnal outlook from a character. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1366093/ Slinking cloudlets yearn;Russet serenity acts-An oasis sought. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1232689/ Perspicuous footsteps;Abruptley leading away- From the mass of blood. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1203253/ Running in circles-Failing to discover truth.Attempting to thrive. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1203059/ New learning begins.Voyages of difference.Withering stories. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1203058/ Haiku http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1203055/ Could not sleep once more,Just gone three in the morning,Talking to the walls. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1196554/ He weaves in and out of the rows of students-Sitting bored and tired after just waking,They mutter among themselves.But all one girl hears is the whisper of the devil.Todays assembly is about safety.As the head alligns her papers and clears her throat;Ready to address the mass of pupils.That one gir.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1189341/ The steering wheel pivorted slowly to the right.His hands firmly gripped it's material.His thoughts taking cover;In the old 40's Jazz music initiating from the radioDelving deep into his mind-Washing out the memories still fresh in his mental view.He'd had another bad day at work.Arguing with his su.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1187781/ The old shovel- rusty and chipped with ware,Leant against the singed wooden farmhouse door.Vegetation circling the circumfrance of the land;Lay demolished on the ground.Their words linger high in the air.The atmosphere presenting the untold stories from depths of the lungs of the former forest;Breat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1181855/ Stare in the face of horror,Be brave.Explore their eyes;Find the lurking untruth. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1181586/ The blades of grass dance in the breeze,Playing scales upon the dirt.The cold air slices the landscape,Like a flute invading a string symphony.Bird song in the morning gives humanity a fake sense of reality.A sense of natural beauty which is lost throughout the day.The dead roots are scattered remai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1181581/ Under the dim light, Monsters are seething;Awaiting a lost soul that gets caught out.Delving deep into their mind,And playing havoc with their thought process, And emotional circuits. Under the dim light,Lost souls become paranoid, Screaming and hallucinating; Shouting back at voic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1181558/ Waves crash over me,Salty water floods my lungs;My wish has come true. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1181336/ Possessive skies fight,Over precious populations;Yet surrounding are dying, writhering colonies.But, it will only be a temporary win.Cause everything, in the end,Will cease to survive. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1181020/ Scars;The engravings on my arm.Enscriptions of messages,From the darkness hiding within. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1180887/ Why? Why? Why?The constant question,That pulsates through my blood,Like jolts of energy.Yet it's the most difficult question of all,Not what?Or when?Or how often?I don't really understand why,Only that I need to feel something;It's like I'm living in a worldThat's detached from reality.A zombie-like.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1180048/ Five.Six.The seventh empty can was crushed in his fist.He's drunk.The bottle of vodka slowly decresing in mass.He says that he'll only have one, but,One glass turns into one bottleAnd one can turns into one box.When we visit family and they offer him some more,I try to persuade him, then demand that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1180031/ I guess you never truly know yourself,Until you learn that you've lost who you are.Letting the darkness slowly invade your soul,Draining every precious emotion you have, more every second.You don't see it coming until it hits you;Consuming your thoughts,Diverting your course.To somewhere you don't w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AloneInACrowd/1179385/