http://slow.writerscafe.org/kunoxiong The original writings of author lakki en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775991320 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This is for a contest. I liked the idea of using ten words as a prompt, so here you go. I left the words as they were written in the contest post, because that's how the idea came out. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/2173295/ It's not exactly a poem, but a written manifestation of I felt, and have been feeling these past days. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/2167207/ So it’s time to see my world than hear yours I envy you…People ! You seem to know me betterBetter than I could knowabout myselfI lent you an earAnd the other couldn’tresist So it joinedYou had them both for youYou stuffed them .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/2054926/ It is not actually a story, only thoughts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/2052099/ He leaned closer, so I noticed that his eyes were not actually grey, but that depended on the light exposure. Lol, that reminded me of the Twilight Movie! He soon retrieved as if he was struck by something in her. She started to smell her hair, wondering whether something was stuck between.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/2049889/ Why the bother of caring of what people think of you or might not ? Shut up you ! It's easy for you to say that when you are all covered up by me. Lol You find it funny huh ?  Kind of feeling guilty by pushing you too far. You have a hand in that too, you know !  W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/2049874/ It's weird how the sound of a message on your phone can bring a mixture of joy and excitement. Let it be from your crush !A window pops in the middle of her screen. She hurriedly glimpses its notification before getting it marked as read. She didn't like to seem so easy going. For that she waited a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/2049873/ Do wish to read people's minds? How about a writer's? When reading books, there is always a focus on the story's apparatus. Yet, it is rarely thought of the worries, and the struggles that went thro http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/2049872/ This is a collage of some sentences that I read in 'The Story of my Life' by Helen Keller. These sentences caught my soul, and heart, so I thought of bringing them together under one poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/2047720/ Now that I want to liberate youYou calmly fade within the shadows of exquisite formsYou little creations of mine! You are almighty when you are inI gave you an ear and you transformed my inner into a non-living dimI could not sustain your powersI feed you with my hidden desiresPerseverance coul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/2016608/ The moment you will give oxygen to your lungs, you will assume that everything will be the same, that you are independent enough to take your actions. The next moment you will realize that oxygen is not enough if your stomach is growling! You start sending cries of dependence, so that somebody would.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/1965175/ Foolish a man isFrom a death like he thinks a dreamLife is deeo when looked upon from a glanceTourism is interesting because your sight hasn't be used yet http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/1959566/ Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our ownSuit the action to the word, the word to the actionOur wills and fates do so contrary runO, woe is me, To have seen what I have seen, see what I see Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd goWoe is me, you are so sick of late,So far from ch.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/1697731/ On the edge of my kitchen windowMy ears have left the accustomed noise with despairTo enter a world that only dreamers can bearHappy that people are awayTrees could finally get their whistling sayWhat they struggled to convey during the whole dayThey kept people busy with the oxygen they.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/1523331/ I hear my phone ringsAnd that's when round one beginsMy mind is alarmedBut my body asks for more timeThe battle carries on, but not for longI run off this fight With my mind dressed in guilt And my body still asking for more restI put on my dress And take that of Me offI kiss my mum'c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/1443343/                                               I don't know who I am again                                .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/1443302/ The first teacher of the first module after the vaccation. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/1415642/ It was his last leaf and it falled yesterday Deeds written on its sides Roots standing for another lifeAn unusual heritage he left behind "Crys, longings, and a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/1411752/ Are they lovers?You can tell from the sparkling glance in their eyesBut, why that large space between them? One can easily fulfill it!Shy maybe!Eh! What a long period of silence I thought they're dead! Come on tell me what's happening in their minds?The girl is blushed, confused of the nex.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/1393764/ This time my words stopped at two menUnder a leafly, shadowy and grand treeA worm breeze accompanied with cruckles of leavesClose from a calm and steady lake Where started the sceneSitting side to side, each having a sighOne with beautiful round eyes Contemplating each person passing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/1386189/ "He's online! I won't talk to him, this time it's his turn"She usually wait for him to start the conversation, and if not she'll stay till he is off-line . Then she regrets not taking the wheel first, at least she would have enjoyed her time and refreshed her love."Tin ton" that's a message' r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/1384548/ I'm chained with every memory I have with you It is no more you closiness or your distance that comfort You are nice to everyone, including me No more able to distinguish.:are you in love with me or it is your way of being politeHar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/1380763/ Traditions are sometimes the cause of killing  one's dreams, Zintchi was the case. Zintchi had a beautiful face which brought her much troubles when she was a child. Her inocent view towards people had lost her self-confident. When grewing up, she realized that what she made as a fancy world wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/1373208/ It is no more the life I dreamt ofIt has no sense to be called lifeIs it because of people's longing?Is it because of a wrong decision?Neither but it is because of an unforgetable past I haveIs it that bad to be unforgetable?No, but it can challenge a horror movie in its creepCan't you go further wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/1368557/ Well seing the word description, and feeling that I am obliged to say something breaks my nerves because I'm not good at descriptions at all believe me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunoxiong/1353108/