http://slow.writerscafe.org/MockingThoughts The original writings of author Ana B. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776193809 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Stepping on stardust while chasing The echo of the unknown.This time satire relentlessly racing,With corners of the truth that are never shown.A story hovering at the edge of mind,A whisper away from imagination…By the sands of time and stardust was refinedThis eternal, deafeningly silen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2911018/ Do I know the notes of the glorious song of time?Putting my dreams on pause…When the sun gets too tired to shine -You know you’re a lost cause. While each of us take turns decoding reality,With hollow hearts and floating minds,Falling in love with destiny’s immorality….. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2877600/ Cannot surpass the speed of this thought,Making me struggle to breathe in fully.Fought but got caught up in the knot of this plot,Ever tempting me with sweet visions so obscurely…But the shadows are always there.Silent and present in all the steps I’ll ever take,Wishing to be innocent a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2867557/ Its war inside…a quiet one at that.Raging, exploding, collapsing the world…But the heartbeat is uneventful, ridiculously flat,Because those grenades are far from being hurled. Smiles cured by the dying evening,Shine brighter than the stars,Desperately trying to mask the lack of me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2866115/ Why? Why hover at the edge of my mind?Of course I know there’s no one behind…                                         But I still look …For the holes in my resolve, for the pe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2841864/ When someone tries to dim your lightRemember - there is a sun in you.As long as it will shine, you’ll be alrightNo shadows can ever break through. And when it hurts to breathe -Close your eyes and slowly exhale.To the world you may seem naïve,But the truth will always prevail. G.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2816018/ You promised me the rainbow.But I got only the blues…As I’m in love with the indigo,Still, got to find all of the remaining hues…Plucking the petals of joyAs I jump through the moonglow -The magic’s favorite toy.And oh, the stars …they say hello!Under their blanket I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2815440/ There is something I must do, somewhere I must be,My default setting nowadays…Mind is filled with infinite debrisSearching for the easier ways                      &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2814573/ Therelies my scattered mind - on the ocean floor…Betweenthe waves of joy.Loversat noon, at midnight, in this nonsense post-warSlowdancing in our homemade Troy. Tohurt me, you should know what to say,Sodon’t waste those grenades of fluff.Just.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2814271/ random thoughts :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2793976/ inspired by the music in the description http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2792737/ It's been a while... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2792177/  We share the sky…Some dead, some living,But who can verifyIf life is still clingingTo that eerie heartThat unravels the night,And drinks the saltFrom the sea of light? Just wanted to swim…To the moon and back,But I’m shac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2791957/ Picked up the pen)))) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2779537/ Stepped into the dream, hesitancy at my side,Sharing the dark with my fears…Waiting for the silent passing of the tideThat washed away those wasted years. The sound of water - unspoken hopeThat carved the shape of the emptiness…That made one’s lif.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2771468/ Thereis no shame in fear.But,wishing for things that aren’t here                                     &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2770021/ Deepin the nightDreamsare flying a kite,Wovenin midnight satinWhereanything can always happen:Liquidstardust painting hills,Moonlightpatiently stillsAndawaits for the dance of petalsThatquite tenderly settlesDownthe tempest of darknessThathas a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2333501/ Dear Hope, before yougo to sleepSing me a lullabyAbout those whimsicaltrivialities that I keepSo dangerouslymisapplied… About the world’s windsof glory,That are blowing in thewrong direction,About the shadows’untold storyQuietly lon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2333489/ What do I do with the breaths I don’t need?And why keep watching the dance of the raindrops?And while my reflection is losing speedThe silent rain of vulnerability stops… Is there a forward without looking back?The sound of change a chilling chant….. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2169225/   Idon’t think I’ve ever tastedThistart flavor of the thought…Eveneternity can be wastedIfit is avowal that you sought. Slowly,climbing those steps,Thathierarchy of the dreams,Thathas made us ascetic adeptsofthis play. And it’s moving figurines.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2158513/ Please singme a warmer anthemSo tiredof holding black roses…That pallid,anti star phantom,Turnedout to be consistently erosive. There ishardly a reasonTo reasonwith the truth…But I dolove my prisonThat lavishlyensnared my youth.&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2154261/ Oneday I will be chasing peony cloudsAndswim in the ever blue…Andto shatter those chains of doubtsImust discover that other hue Thatwill melt my burning resistanceThatmakes me such an outstanding lone star,Thatshines on with such a focused insistenceYetthat light can&rsqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2153577/ Somethingin the way goodnight was spokenTellsme that this tender link is broken…Nothingleft to do, just breathe in the slow airThatsweeps the inch of dust I gathered with this glare. Was Ialways this bitter?        &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2153071/ Like fallen leaves caressed by the autumn windLie down on the loving loam,I crave that lavender kiss of the redeemedThat’ll subdue my despair’s screeching moan… Oh, how I love to cling, unsure yet habituallyTo the nostalgia that doesn’t belong to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2146203/ Youcan have those laughs I put aside…just for youWhilehumming odes to the sun…Closedeyes. I can still smell all those shades of blueYet when Iblink again….they’re gone             &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2144538/ Should I stay awake in this dreamWhile the thinkers harvest the Wind of Fate...This rain of tears I feel withinSlowly feeds the ocean of this untold wait.Mind phantoms are baffling this affair.Me - still haven’t found the color of my breath...Lonely hands trying to sculpt some air,Made a beaut.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2121087/ Dear  Void -  let me stay in your arms,Just till those notes of jazz are playing over the clouds.Mind likes to travel through this world’s endless charmsBut still I return to  my melancholy’s velvet shrouds.Slow dance through imagination…Taste of tulips on my lips.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2120114/ Fearwas sleeping in all my bones.Whydid I wake it up?Preludesto a punch made holesButdidn’t stop that lump Frombreaking the thoughtThatwas pouring moonlightInmy hands, leaving me awed.Andwhile I was chasing the night Andsigns .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2104970/ The day starts with some fire in the skyQuiet pastures in my mind…Got some thoughts to vilify -How powerless against the timewe always are. Kill the snake that lives in my daydreams…Will that bring me the peace I seek?Running from the life choking r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2102998/ Sit next to me, untilI goOn a quest                   of an agreeable daydreaming.It’s difficult toovergrowThe jest               .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2096297/ How troubling isThe presence of Time.Moonlight soireesIn rhythmical rhyme: Escaping and tickingRunning…gripping,Shrinking, unblinkingBut finally winking Cause that Force behind the ForceIs playing the songsWith no notes of remorse,With no rights or wrongs. Nothing we can do but.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2094255/ Dreamlight…I keep on chasing you through time.My whimsical delight.Sinfully divine. Was it ever real -The speed of infinity?Baiting with this thrillAnd some healthy looking affinity. And how can it be sweet,The sour sound of melancholy?A deceit so discrete,Yet such a beloved folly.&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2090071/ Breathe in through the fog of warBlindly searching for peace,Eagerly stepping over heads at the first call,Climbing mountains of hoodwinked knees To untangle from the noise of chaosAnd hurry up to the beautifully arranged cell.Could we ever see these crimes so heinous,At which we so effortlessl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2087731/ It’s hard to see the rhyme in life.The beauty of stillness, the night’s gentle sigh.But storms have to exhale as well…As I contemplate my handmade hell,            Do I even want to e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2052022/ Behold the winter this fever has awoken.But I still look in the mirror.To make sure I still have the token;To make sure I can still touch the Pillar. Light the fire, would you?Spread the ashes, so someone would seeThe beauty of who I someday might be…But never got around to.But what IS n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2045850/ The thought about thoughts… Heavy sigh.It’s force has faults.                                Of course.Sore brain    .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/2035124/ Hard to tell what rules this worldMaybe thoughts, maybe  whimsMaybe a whisper that a mind has heardAs we stay faithful to our pseudonymsMaybe there is nothing but a voidAnd the smell of fire,A schizophrenia, slightly paranoidcreature, with its pocket versifier.The death of breath will always sa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/1998594/ The blues are bluer than ever.Sunshine melting over headsAs I am stuck in my foreverDressed in the blue fire’s shreds.The things we tell ourselvesTo drown beliefs,Evade those stares…As darkness grieves.So far from the startBut I still pace within,Changing the lock to the heartSo the min.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/1993303/ Was I the first one to open this book?Looking for infinity…I saw the Nightfall’s dreary look -the everpresent, tired divinityThe weight of sunshine is a heavy thing,Continuous pressure on the ribcage.A meager dot in this never ending stringis our time to perform on this stage…In .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/1989040/ In my soul lives a body,That’s stubbornly hunched.A willing slave of demagogyThat can’t stand after being punchedBy life.Bitterness is a bitter mask -My agglutinate knife;I wish I had more questions to askAfter being punchedBy life.                .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/1965079/ Thissubtle weight of darknessHasmade me an honest liarWithmorbid yet gentle sharpnessIstep towards the waiting fire. Cleansed;reborn; I don’t really know…Anythingbut what it once was…Theblood orchid with its crimson glowAgainha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/1960659/ I dropped the Conscience while I was fleeingThe Celestial Temple of Cogitation.Mind has done enough sightseeingOf the silent Anarchy’s gestation…Its coordinates has many doorwaysAnd yet folks stay clear out of the MudBut oh, the precious Humanity has alwaysHad its tree roots soaked.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/1955446/ Afresh the DreamFortressHas cut the world inhalf…One bathed in gentlesoftnessThe other one - a sinterpath. Obstinate emptiness -hauntingly familiardismay…Each tomorrow enviousOf the settled yesterday. Floating saltphotograph.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/1949492/   Life in its primeTo taste on the tip of my tongueNeed more salt and limewhile the storm is still young. It’s quite shadyIn my subatomic realm.In the cherry moon’s gravyI feel calm under its tide’s whelm Infinitel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/1948114/ Sweet darkness, timidlyplay your ghostly notesOf this unfinished symmetry,As I live on borrowed quotes. Tears of liquid sovereignty inside -Forever unspoken tales…Behind bogus happiness I hideChasing holographic trails… And if the dead can danceWhy can’t I do it too?Tem.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/1943697/ Silent is the moonlight by my side,While I’m writing down my sins.She’s got an ancient voice  -  my prideYet can’t help going in for the last rinse Because time is running dry.Will we ever stop longing for wider suns…With venomous words… so eager to pet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/1942427/ Shine through mypoor lit home.That warmed up thesoul  To the cosmos gossipin the rain,Down on this life, soinsistently mundane.It’s hard to see youhappy, dear reflectionNot when your heartfinds an objection Or a figment ofimagination…    http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/1930079/ That lay scattered on my bed of smokeThat my small memory unknowingly awoke.Come, gentle Night, and help me cross your heightsAnd shadows as your ghostly knights As I hold my hands against the sky.Got so many doubts to crucify…Come, dear Fondness, and help me findThat will tame this hear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/1926321/ Wake up, darlingFrom this life writtenon draft.The eyes are starvingBut the soul remainstrapped… And on this pathtowards demiseThat we achingly calllifeIt’s hard to seethrough the disguiseOf sweet promise onthe tip of the knife That drips and formsthe riverThat l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/1920914/ Theskin of the night…dark shades it hasAshort remedy for my social allergy;Amoon shaped dream that smells of jazzWhilethoughts perform the dance of anarchy. Andthere is war around every cornerBetweenegos and vanities…Sinceritycould be the armorYetI still hide in my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MockingThoughts/1920690/