http://slow.writerscafe.org/AkhilaRoy The original writings of author Ann Mariya Roy en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776038567 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 There areChapters of some books That you never forget,Some faces that get imprinted in our mindEven though it was a strangerYou met in a crowd...There are some people,Who even though not near ,Make us feel happy and strong.Who are there as if a breath awayWho can hear you,Even when they are mil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AkhilaRoy/1970539/ FALLING APARTThe soft moving air the chirps of birds I feel I lost them somewhere behind...The colours of the rainbowstories of woodsI could see them just fading away...Memories on starsdreams of night falling apart to depthsI could never reach I want to paint the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AkhilaRoy/1267180/ Thank YouEvery morning when Iwake up in the dawn ,I remember I have toforget you..I try every momentto forget you..I say myself that I have to ,I have to forget you.But by the time the stars light up the cloud castlesI end up my days thinkingonly of you.For the person whofill up my days...&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AkhilaRoy/1260809/  Her stories unsaid ,songs unheard,poems unwrittenshe still livessomewhere far awayin a land unseen to us.There dreams can never disappoint herreality can never hurt her.She is unseen she is eternal. on a busy street orinside crowds youcould hear her sorrowfulvoice fading....  &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AkhilaRoy/1254055/ everyone dreams to build a castle http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AkhilaRoy/1228298/ When every drop of rain with a cool essence,shimmers into my heart,When every single breezewith its naughty grin engulfs me,When every sun rayspaint the skies golden,When every night getsfilled with millions of stars,Someone is singing,to wake the inner soul in me!        &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AkhilaRoy/1226851/ Sitting alone under themoonlit sky,searching for the dreams that I once left behind.Those dreams once filled me and my life,raised me from thedepths of hopelessness.I never cared when they flew away from me,as I never realised then,the meaning of life.When every wind sped past me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AkhilaRoy/1226472/