http://slow.writerscafe.org/tkgallagher1542 The original writings of author livinglife1423 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776229093 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I see a boy,I see a man.I see his joy,I see his plan.I see his fall,I see his fail.I see it all,I see the veil.Near The Bay,Lies his affection.I turn away,From my reflection. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tkgallagher1542/618029/ I just wrote this (I feel like I've been saying that a lot.) I in no way want to reflect badly on rabbis, just that particular one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tkgallagher1542/600206/ Just wrote this. I usually prefer rhyming poems, but here i chose not to, because sometimes its better for conveying than were I have it to rhyme http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tkgallagher1542/592868/ just wrote this now, tell me what you think, wrote it spur-of-the-moment so it might not be that good, or it might make it better, let me know :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tkgallagher1542/582198/ Tonight I saw many cry,For sorrows they never had.While somewhere a friend did die,And for that I did feel sad,For all the good he cannot add.I wouldn't have been there had I a choice,Singing the words of grief, without a voice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tkgallagher1542/580128/ Quickly, the day have passed,With the memories we've amassed.We all know, what's done is done,Despite that, there's an urge to run.Surely, this guilt won't last.Soon there will be joy and fun,And we will leave this in our past.For us there is little timeTo find our life's rhythm and rhyme. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tkgallagher1542/578660/ Following you isn't what I expected,I had no say in the matter.I don't see why my life must be dented ,I don't want this life on a silver platter.I ask for freedom, not a fight.I ask for liberty, not a war.But push me to stand for the right,And I will, for the freedom you abhor. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tkgallagher1542/578659/ The last I saw of you,The skies above were blue.Now, we are alone,And the skies are a darker hue.I am my own,I am not you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tkgallagher1542/563559/ A better man I'll leave here,A better man, he won't return.As life goes, it's no more clear.A memory in my mind still burns,But life still had one last turn.A single tear runs from my eye,I wipe it away, I will not cry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tkgallagher1542/559890/ Your fiction is another's truth,Your knowledge is another's lies.It starts in the bliss of youth,The fate of life is that it dies.The lies you tell only hurt,Should I wait until June?Doubtless I won't remain inert,But rather live beneath the moon.Towards the freedom is where I yearn,Sometimes I hear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tkgallagher1542/559881/ Many died, few survived, but all still bear the scarsThey see the field with wonder, asking how it could be.Their eyes tell stories of battlefield czars,While they speak only of the those who are free.The aftermath is lonesome,Doesn't anyone care to see,All that this world has become?No, "I have som.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tkgallagher1542/559880/ A combination of hues and color,Come together, with each other.As they descend from the sky,They begin to make one wonder.These colors mix around so high,Right past where green grasses lie.This is where good times were had,This is where our childhood died.The days have passed, like a fad,As we see t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tkgallagher1542/559877/