http://slow.writerscafe.org/cosminDZS The original writings of author CosminDZS en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776006492 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I ripped off like 20 world mythologies with this one http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1322425/ Jumping fences in your dreams http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1318472/ "It was there where I found myself hitting sticks against the branches" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1315503/ there is beauty in desolate lives http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1314530/ break the hero and turn him into a villain http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1312099/ I'm not a morning person http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1311669/ something for university students http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1310527/ it's about my cat http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1309309/ I’d swim to the furthest point out water http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1308604/ An open letter to my readers http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1307881/ the darkest suburbs of my utopia http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1307469/ In here, I write my dreams of, rainy forests and flying over the green streets, most dearest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1303890/ on returning from a walk http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1302723/ "It’s a difficult fight you see, to pick and find an ideology." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1302677/ One day chance might present something heaven sent http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1301799/ Why do I see myself die so often within my mind’s eye? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1300499/ I will constantly recline back into this chair http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1299210/ even a brick wall might manage to fall http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1297089/ the seasons change, come and pass http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1296278/ a hunter and a doe http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1293456/ Trim my heart http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1288796/ my heart caught up in boreal lights http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1288767/ A boy digs a hole http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1287096/ like the words made to fit on a page http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1287073/ Do not let your Self go http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1286645/ "Poets say science takes away from the beauty of the stars - mere globs of gas atoms. I, too, can see the stars on a desert night, and feel them. But do I see less or more?" - Richard Feynman http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1286012/ sometimes I get political, but politics is kind of like science fiction to me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1285824/ I'm a cynic sometimes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1285814/ not sure how I feel about this one http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1285775/ the authorship of a famous book http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1285525/ war comes from above http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1285496/ a reoccurring nightmare http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1285481/ wrote this in a Physics lecture http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1284897/ it's not about video games http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1284566/ Have you heard the dead man's walk? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1284545/ Living in a concrete wonder; street crime and all that's under. In a world that reaches high, carried there by the low. Until the top floors only contain empty doors. Nobody lives here anymore. Look at me. Look at my spire, it reaches higher than any can aspire. What's .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cosminDZS/1284441/