http://slow.writerscafe.org/chitra1dhara The original writings of author chitra dhara en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775993010 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The cuckoo in the clock came out and chirped congrats you have done it again and went back in busily closing the little door Cows cant fly but birds can and that's the absolute truth If you look at the world with monocles forever  you are likely to turn cross-eyed Let b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chitra1dhara/1349135/ I am thankful to have felt the rain drops on me... that I can dance with the breeze.. for my every day on this earth.. I have but a short time to live... I will shrivel up and die ... in no time at all... until then I am happy to be me.... there were many before me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chitra1dhara/1349131/ Frozen crystals of time  can be like diamonds dazzling the eyes  brilliant like a million moons...   Frozen crystals ot time can be sunny days of yore watching the world with rose tinted glasses...   Frozen crystals of time c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chitra1dhara/1348841/ Oh those lustrous eyes that twinkle at me is it malice you are hiding my friend...   Oh the mischievous smile that beckons me near are those fangs you are hiding my friend...   Oh the capable long fingers so artful are those claws you are hiding my friend.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chitra1dhara/1348838/ The phoenix hid its tears futile as they were"Burn I have to any way on my self created pyre   I will sleep in my nest of  fiery flames tonight   Let the hungry fire take all I won't put up a fight   For I know this moment will pa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chitra1dhara/1348835/ Yesterday I woke up with a song stuck in my head ,a lively tune going on and on I wanted to shoo it away but it stayed on buzzing in my ear all day long I went on with the day with the song popping up in my head making my steps lighter on the street Humming it under my breath at work .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chitra1dhara/1348805/ Lord of the city of lights and sky scrapers... where the sun seldom setsAmasser of knowledge and innumerable embellishments...   blinding with the glitterIf you look down from your lofty heights... Oh merchant of hope You'll find some pieces of glass glittering at your feet .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chitra1dhara/1348799/