http://slow.writerscafe.org/cyrusreign The original writings of author Pale Divine en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776189865 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Touch me with your tears of sadness, let me drown in your rivers of all my forgotten dreams. I can not touch the warmth of your soul, nor can I hold the fire that awakens my very being. I long to be and yet it seems I can not, I stay here with you for how long God only knows. Sometimes you call me s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyrusreign/1415926/ Why walk this way my wayward soul, why thorns and thistles grow instead of hope.What is my sin, in this life only none prior to this. And still I question you, still my dreams flow through but never complete me.Am I to be as what is seems, I walk alone, so alone and incomplete. Suffering servant her.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyrusreign/1414936/ The mood I was in a few days ago http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyrusreign/1414930/ Waiting here once again for outstretched arms that never came,embracing only dreams of a better world I am make believe the sadness is  what you and I will never share it seems. For love and pain, and we are one.I can't recall the happiness we shared, or the times we were together, it was never.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyrusreign/1397407/ Have you ever walked through the crowds, have you ever gazed into their souls as well? Have you seen the cries of deceit, have you noticed the many that are dying among you now? Betrayed by the traditions of man, taught to live a life of fear and pain. Cultist dreams sleep slay the innocents of you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyrusreign/1385363/ A windswept soul, lost touch with all that is to be alive in a world that steals hearts for darkness. Time is but an illusion we live it and walk right into eternity for there we find our most cherished dreams that lead us on to reason. There is tragedy, and there is death but never the end like an .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyrusreign/1384877/ And do you say goodbye long after my winter's reign. Do you speak through walls and listen to nothing when the heart is hidden away. So afraid to touch the hurting and much less afraid to live these lost and lonely years.Speak to the wind and know her by name, raise your hands to an empty sky who ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyrusreign/1384863/ *For You A temporary requiem*See the soul with thenocturnal eyes, only she alone bleeds upon this canvas heart.How real is her pain,does she share it with others or is it your own private sanctuary.Can a thousand voiceshear your cries, who will answer but the suffering servant?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyrusreign/1384353/ * I question it*My disbelief is myfaith in the children of Eve. They walk alone building walls instead of bridgesto keep the pain away. Blind faith takes us by the hand, as racist souls drownin seas of isolation. Reasons to exist, are just reasons to bring the miseryupon us all.U.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyrusreign/1384119/ *The blood dance*Fire in the skybleeding through the dawn. A poetic funeral thatsteals the kingdom. Worlds with no existence, a banquet for the beggars.The essence of life,imprisoned.Death my culpritconquering the resistance, a deadly psalm as sweet as the nectar of sin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyrusreign/1384115/ Twilight DawnDo you ever think of me, have I lost all touch with reality now.lost within this charade, I am ok yet alone I feel you.The night comes so deeply, and shatters my dreams of what used to be.Until I open my eyes and see we lived and loved in misery.Give and take it was all the same, never .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyrusreign/1384111/ * This is life* To those who do not know me, I am the damaged, just an unfinished dream.Those who cross my path, they are the ones that end up leaving me.My scars of yesterday still healing, for yet I only know the real.Life seems to have passed me by, these forgotten dreams do vanish in come the mo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyrusreign/1384103/ * The Becoming *Souls afire, can yousee through the façade that is.We burn to the touch,and quickly fade into obscurity.I walk through dreamsthat forever hunt our best nightmares, speak the words that condemn us all to fate.For all the joys andsorrows, for all the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyrusreign/1384028/ *Bride of solitude*Images of a world Ionce knew, still dance inside my dreams.The fear of you andall that is, sketch dark valleys of my primal reality.Now I lay me down tosleep, releasing all my pain and misery.The distance cries ofsolitude and all that remains.Only h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyrusreign/1384005/ * A touch of humandrama*Turn back to me as webecome intricate, life still dissolves false reality.A gift to the onesthat still lead the blind, for we are all human autographs in touch with ourdestiny.Sacred the touch, atouch of human drama. Melting stone hearts and devourin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyrusreign/1383984/ We are spirit beings having a mortal experience. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyrusreign/1383979/