http://slow.writerscafe.org/song37 The original writings of author song37 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776209347 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 In a house within a home lies a room anchored by frankincense borders adorned with multicolored tiles Only one wide oatmeal beige chair in the corner yet the center of the world The house within a home is loud with laughter and simple peeking excitement in small places The doo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/song37/1319835/  2:32 a.mI cried myself to sleep As I lay dying Electric waves became a precursor to my inner thoughts projecting images of me shaving my head to be new ( Semi consciously) I was awakened  bypain clawing my ribs it was just more tears climbing up my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/song37/1317441/  I wasn't good for youbecause I loved you unhinged and that scared you You felt like youdidnt deserve to be loved To be consoled To be held like that You are just like me. At first I thoughtselfish things What do I owe you ?What do we oweeac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/song37/1317182/  I grieved bitterly at your ending for it was shortened by the nature of prejudice  your legacy sweetlike the sticky residue of peach jam lingering on the lips of time holding together a melody to souls of generations A paring knife to the mind were .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/song37/1317179/ When I look into your eyes Truth swells up inside of me                                       &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/song37/1317177/  Heaven opened the gates of clouds placing a white blanket on the shoulders of the earthpainting a picture of pleasure for the eyes of those who will inherit her reminding those that wither and shall fade away like a flower to consider their ways ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/song37/1317175/   Some people believe in fate others call it destiny I am not a bigfan of either yetWhile my mind hadtaking a journey with hope into the future Destiny cameknocking on the door of my today  Exposingwhat  I once held as sacred  to the world.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/song37/1317171/  A face one of manyeyes etched by the ink of time she speaks through vermilion  lips  her words are smooth  as butter but war is in herheart  She rides  the waters  on  a golden star parting oceans and seas She arises to r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/song37/1317169/ I watched nations rise & fall sulking in man-made calamities While sister dressed in pristine fashion  yelledscreaming to the top of her lungs dancing to the beat of her own drum tambourine in tow leaving no skill for the generations Whose adversary .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/song37/1317166/  Her eyes were big & round the light within them shone like yellow sunflowers Her body framed with skin soft as clay of an array of colors Fair like the sands of PunjabBurning red as baked earth with brown undertones  Sienna , caramel ,dark choc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/song37/1317163/