http://slow.writerscafe.org/ppnair73 The original writings of author Poetic Nuance en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021503 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A smile, a twirl, a longing glance,A casual jig, holding minds in trance,Skimming thru the throng, she movesUnmindful of stares, that disapprovesShe breaks her step, an interludeWatched by wondrous gazes, gluedLingering on this bit of happinessA drop to fill that emptinessThis carefr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/2084173/ I am kept awake by incessant dreamsOf getting lost in the crowded self,The lure of the vagabond bursting through seams,Dragging me back to plans long shelvedOf running through florid, vibrant valesLost among its scented airAnd yet this sense of beauty palesTo that moment of little careTo lose the eg.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1722111/ The stroke of darkness marks his arrival from hell beneath The King he decrees a feast not knowing the beast That shall one day be destroyer of good, there presentMaking tyranny the law, that shall then govern the heath.As surely he will make blood mark his vile sheathEach village and town.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1588126/ Joyfully,  I beholdIn a quiet moment,Of a hundred sighs!The flaming brightnessOf your face, As it sets my soul afire.That placeBetween the heart and mind, Where reason no longer  liesWhere wondrous notes Of love does gush, From a blissful lyre.There my loveI await you,&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1588123/ Has the gentle breeze flowing, Whispered my name to you That someone stands in waiting, Waiting for the chance to woo.I spend each moment pining Hoping for that pleasing sight, Of your golden face,  shining That makes ardour burst forthright.Are you aware that I ex.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1585252/ Oiled to meet perfection, Both young and old brandish me, I am  the defender of nationsAnd also Terror's glee.At the press of a finger I spew forth my venom On my staccato does death linger, Partnered by anguish and mayhem.I have spawned bloody revolutionsFor Evil, I ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1581515/ Into darkness does descendThis world of hateful men The source of light, so faint is The blaze from the beast's den.Cruel trampling of innocent Heavens rend with fearful cries, No sign of hominal repent Or shame as virtue dies.The flow of humane traditions That once bre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1580404/ Oh! For that touch, eternal & spiritual! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1561432/ Who is to blame for all the evil in this world? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1401432/ We live. Sure. But are we free? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1394888/ The desert wind is chilling,Hearts pray against evil,He awaits in foreboding,She slips through all vigil.He hears, cannot perceiveFootsteps muted, in darkness,Sighs of relief does he heave,As her perfume invades awareness.He says, "My Love"?She says, "I'm here""Did someone see you come"?"What is tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1391215/ It is about the love for darkness common among a weak multitude & the strong few who swap one for the other. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1384950/ I am a human being, Mostly patchwork though,Even the hurried repairs are coming undone,Snazzy threads covering up the putrescence within.The cynical blood that flows unfettered,Spreads decay to a festering heart,Rare moments of beauty evoke only a faint beat,Skipping one, is a thing of the past.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1380240/ Undress me, turn me nakedLet me melt in your arms today,Every desire within, be truly sated,Make me lose in this game we play.Let the darkness of the night,Be ablaze with our passions,Enduring be this fight,Wearing down chaste bastions.Let the steam of our ardourRun rivulets over leathery lands,Jour.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1380237/ Chaos is the nature of the universe, And into chaos will it finally descend, The illusion of order is but a pretense, That our imperfect senses cannot comprehend. Consciousness, the driving force of seeming order, That is all-pervading & causes things to manifest, I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1379319/ That moment of euphoria when the first rush of love hits the heart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1378308/ Pain of a love lost in betrayal. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1377424/ Can love lost be gained? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1371243/ The promise of love, realised. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1324420/ Dedicated to all those beautiful souls who are waiting, with bated breath & a hopeful heart, to claim their day of love. Here is wishing you all, your own, personal 'Ever After'... :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1314273/ Oh, beautiful bird of the night! What do you see, what do you see? Can you peep into the hearts of men, And view their gloom and glee? Perched up high upon the tree, Eyes trained on the ground below, Is it only movement that you see, Or see humanity in throe? .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1297735/ The feeling of pain a woman may feel during separation. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1296574/ About getting rid of the unwanted element... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1291604/ Ideal weather for pain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1288640/ A match made in the heavens, from the beginning of Creation. :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1288134/ About the lessons in life that nature can teach us. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1287372/ A poem about loss & grief. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1287281/ Ah! To have loved and then cast out from Eden... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1284069/ Dedicated to those die-hard romantics who believe no matter how bad the situation, good times are round the corner. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1284057/ Note: (2nd para) 'Forebear' & 'Her' refers to Mother Earth. Green in nature symbolizes growth, harmony, freshness & fertility but in the mind it means ambition, greed, sickness, cowardice, jealousy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1284054/ This is about Spirituality & the Universe within oneself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1284050/ Ah! for those days gone past... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1284048/ The poem is about the internal struggle of the spirit to rise above the mundane, worldly obligations and reclaim its true state. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1284046/ What I am trying to say here is that I love and worship Truth, like one does a lover. But this love exacts a price & it is one that I am quite willing to pay. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1284044/ A tribute to the runners' tribe & the sheer joy of running. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ppnair73/1283632/