http://slow.writerscafe.org/premaunni The original writings of author prema en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775976097 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 As I stood watching the flow of river I wondered when and where it"ll change its course to merge into the mighty ocean.In the twists and turns of life when I'm at crossroads I envy you O' riverfor I'm a mere toy in the hands of destiny.In this hectic flow of life I do forget to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/premaunni/3131635/ gnomes, goblins, ghouls hover around metrying to purloin my peacethis meagre life I'veyet, grotesque for them.to be rich and h've a richer lifeI lived a frugal lifenow in Twilight I regret why was I so stingy?is it fatalism I wonder!for now I reckon "Better to live richlyth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/premaunni/3130995/ When condors stoop low to get its' prey,it’s their only way to get food.But when we humans stoop low to get our grub,it's the height of meanness. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/premaunni/3129799/ They calumniate me for all the illsIn me they found a safe victim.But to their chagrin, and to my delightI was placed by Him as a victor, not a victim. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/premaunni/3129585/ they ridiculed mefor being unsophisticated,but I found comfort In Lao Tzu's words."simplicity is the ultimate sophistication " http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/premaunni/3129085/ A spritual poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/premaunni/3128804/ Sleepless nights lying in bed thoughts jump one to another at atomic speed night's morbid silence speaks a ton mature me, weighs prons and cons.There's no access to fresh air for there's no outside to counter inside how to ventilate is my woetime drags but never ceases and sadly .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/premaunni/3127849/ The rhythm of rise and fall is lost in memind is in turmoil the sweet fruit of toilnow fails to satiate me.Oh' serenity! 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