http://slow.writerscafe.org/aprille_02 The original writings of author Aprille en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775973881 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Under the shade of the old sycamore, Ican wait forever...  Fromafar, I caught a glimpse of her. In fast and long strides, she walked. Shewalked like every road was a place for a beautiful catwalk yet she was not onheels, she was on black n’ white Nike rubber shoes. Her black .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1943442/  “Hey do youhave a death wish?”The cardriver shouted angrily from his half-opened window. Wait, Ithink I’ve seen this scene in movies.But hellyeah, this one here is real. “Yes I have.A hit and run is a bit messy but it&rsqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1943147/ Just onemore day, she saysBut Iburied myselfBeneath thesnowI sleep Just onemore day, the voice came againNo, I’mtired of one more day and one more day then one more day againSo here IsleepFrozenbeneath the snow My blood.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1943140/ an excerpt from the sketches of my memory http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1943135/ February 15, 2017 GMT +8:00 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1886741/ October 01, 2016 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1835743/ After all, what is the reality in this faded world? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1777871/ There are times that the world feels nothing but emptiness. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1776122/ written: 04/26/16; edited: 05/01... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1770967/ I'm bored at work so I made a poem. ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1768153/ Part One (story in a poem) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1618195/ CHAPTER ONE Walking down thestairs, I heard a thud… I looked back and saw a book laid open on the floor, Iran to picked it up… only to found myself reading…“This tree here is the onlyfriend I have in my loneliness.” Through that window she could se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1618096/ "Invisible Threads" is a temporary title since the website is asking for it. :)) Basically it's about family, love, friendship and fate. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1618095/ Christmas is coming once againBut why? Why the world isstill crying?Of injustice and sickness,people are still dyingWhy not abhor violence? Just spreadlove and forgiveness Why can’t everyone be friends?Why do we keep on fightingover nonsense?Why not uni.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1460179/ Play the music, start reading at 2:00 ;-) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1460101/ Well, I have this one friend who keeps saying that he will die soon… I hate it, because I want him to live. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1417518/ Nature is not a place to visit. It is home. - Gary Synder http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1417484/ There are things you can't do that others can but there are also things you can do that others cannot. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1415908/ the lavender sunset a month ago just caught my attention... :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1415604/ September 1, 2014 12: 30 am (Philippine time) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1406025/ inspired by my friends... ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1399459/ The way he looks at me is kinda awkward. I am not sure if he is like that all the time, all I know is I hate it. In the corner of my eye, I can see him staring at me...while I laugh, while I talk, while I am sitting alone at a corner. I talk to him normally, I try to see him like my younger brother .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1398993/ 2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1394846/ 2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1394845/ Have a good night's sleep. ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1394608/ written: November 20, 2013 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1394591/ written : January 22, 2014 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1394570/ These are actually song lyrics... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1385079/ I’ll stay here and wait‘til I’m as cold as ice‘til my breath is dried by thechilling wind‘til my tears are vanished beyondmy eyes‘til my heart is frozen, still inprocess of feeling again‘til the moon shifted from west toeast&l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1384795/ This is a poem with back story but I am not yet writing it down... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1384547/ Someday... not today... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1384142/ Acry of a puppy from the neighborhood woke me up. It is early Saturday morning ofthe 14th of June. The wind is soothing, a perfect match for thecloudy sky. I want another five minutes of sleep but the moon fascinates my eyes. The sun is already rising but it is still floating so proud abov.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1384123/ Actually written last November 2013 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1384046/ For my bestfriend: Don’t ever think I’m gone. I am always with you. I am always listening. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1383267/ Just a bunch of words that hit my mind before a night's sleep. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aprille_02/1383083/