http://slow.writerscafe.org/HanaSaemon The original writings of author Hana Saemon en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021554 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Just something for my partner who thinks I am no longer as smitten as before. which is not true. Cancer has a great way of playing with your emotions, and it is playing with his. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1236263/ Cancer and love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1230323/ Tumour affects behaviours and loved ones can turn into strangers. Through the battle, you'll learn that all is possible as long as there's love, hope, patience, understanding and good communication. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1230286/ A comment on the civil war in Syria and at home http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1229989/ Not in a good place and just feeling like... well... read on. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1229134/ Most of this was written by a teacher friend of mine as a facebook status. I did some arrangements, added a few stanzas and turned it into a poem. Credits to Maz Osman. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1226333/ The relentless journey of you and me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1224233/ Cancerous night http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1223767/ His tumor got worse and this is the ninth time he lost his memory http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1222871/ Written ages ago when I first fell in love :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1221373/ Love for an orphan http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1219043/ Emotions felt during an intense moment http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1218642/ One of those not so rainbow days between a cancer patient and a caregiver http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1218635/ The journey through cancer - between a patient and a caregiver http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1217043/ Something I wrote for my partner who has lost his memory again due to his tumour. This time, he doesn't even remember his name, let alone mine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1215903/ Of what used to be http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1215282/ About my experience with my partner who lost his memory because of his brain tumour http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1214959/ Another one I wrote for my partner who has cancer, just to let him know how much i love him http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1214686/ Through the eyes of a caregiver, Of someone with brain cancer. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1214239/ The story that noone understands http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1214001/ Of someone who was in an abusive relationship http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1213982/ Another one about someone with bulimia/anorexia/eating disorder http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1213980/ an insight on what's going in the mind of someone with bulimia/anorexia/eating disorder http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1213979/ the words speak for themselves. :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1213531/ For my partner... as far away as he may be. i hope he remain strong battling his cancer, and that he knows how much he means to me and that i am waiting for him. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1213525/ Just something i wrote when i read about the atrocities happening around the world, the war, the pain, the sufferings, racism etc. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1213514/ Written for my partner who suffered a memory loss due to his tumor. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1213453/ Written for my fiance who is battling stage 3 cancer. He is in another country for his treatment while im here continuing my studies. This was written when i was feeling particularly low one night. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1213451/ Bonjour, they say, Before dropping the bombs.Laissez moi tranquille, we say,Gold, titanium, but all we can do is mourn.For the freedom and lives that are taken away once again,Our only fault is the religion we believe in,In a God and a prophet that are different,And the region we live in.Au rev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1213445/ A black hole with no feelingsNo emotions or empathyNo guilt streamingThrough that void where the heart is supposed to be.Like the Grinch,A heart two sizes too small,Or rather, the tin manWith no heart at all.Treating humans like toysOnce outgrown and boredThrow it out,Or keep it and let it rot.Human.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1213443/ She lives in a bubble wrapped worldAway from pain,Doesn’t know how it feels to hurt,Acts like a saint. When reality sinks in,Her bubbles, some burst,A glimpse of reality and her anger thirsts,It has to always be her first She lives in a bubble wrapped world,A princess, sitting up in .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanaSaemon/1213442/