http://slow.writerscafe.org/Maumilmehraj27 The original writings of author Maumil Mehraj en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776041430 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 ...I'd like to say that we had a momentous fight, and I defeated her. But that wasn't the case. And i won't say that we have made peace. She just is!Sometimes I see her, the grey old lady. Translucent - you could look right through her, a ghost of a being. I see her more often when i am.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1905743/ "Till death do us part"No parent should see their child dieNo mother should see her little girl's lifeless faceNo father should have to bury his young son Except no child should be orphaned No daughter should be devoid of her father's umbrageNo son should be bare of his mother's ardo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1825402/ "Home"Questions haunt - why us? Why here?But answers have never been clearer. Because nowhere else feels like home, no place else has the old familiarity. Home is here, although home is on fire. Neighbours from above, neighbours underneath - neighbours no neighbourhood would want. Ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1814008/ "The thing about rain"Subtle, strongDrizzle, downpourHarmonious, inhumaneSand, seaDrop, drenchSprinkle, shower The thing about rain-Is that it falls! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1810716/ My friend wrote it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1541855/ THE BRIDESomeone had fallen in love,the celestial sphere realized.So it craned its hazy neck, to witness who it was.There it saw a bride, angelic - her beauty divine.She had bowed her head, but not because she was shy.In her finger she wore a ring,which reflected her beauty sublime.She couldn't help.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1541035/ "Perfectly imperfect"She is perfect - perfectly imperfect.She has flaws she can't hide.She doesn't have the prettiest of smiles, but she has a real one!She is not the brainiest person around, but she wraps her tasks with the best of her ability.She doesn't have the most sparkling eyes,but in them sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1539881/ GET RID OF THE DUSTYears of replaying the same record,an eternity spent watching the same movie.I kept repeating the same blunders,kept taking the wrong steps.I wanted to reconstruct, to correct myself.But creatures of habit, aren't we?For how long can we conceal our sins?How long can we be obliviou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1538451/ "SEASONS"Does it ever happen to you that in summer you sort of think about what winter would be like? You wonder about how you could wrap yourself in a blanket, turn on the radiators and sit by the fire? But when winter comes, it seems so familiar. Like summer never existed. And the same happens the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1532592/ "FORBIDDEN"In the day she breathes, the world around her seems real.The ocean, she grants life to beings - great or small.But at night, a profound sadness engulfs her,for she sees the forbidden love of her life.Her damp arms long to touch him,but the moon is miles away!He looks at her in a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1529205/ What are the reasons we have to celebrate? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1526498/ "QUEEN BEE"Dark secrets hidden in a blissful tale,in name, I am the queen, in substance the captive.Never before was my story heard,now that I have a chance, I won't hold anything back.When for the first time I left my hive,breathing in the sweet scent of the world.Little did I know that my maiden f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1524542/  Three plus one IdiotsDifferent as different can be,like night and day, incompatible.But when it comes to friendship, aren't we just the same?Time flies, they say.But they never said it would hurt so much,to let go of the people you call friendsand part ways!Masters of the universe, slaves.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1522434/ "27 ALPHABETS"There are 26 Alphabets, yesteryear's knowledge tells me.But lets change it now.Add an alphabet of love! <3 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1520958/                 "The moment when you let go"For too long I had been hoping,trying to open the door which had long been shut.On the other side what was, I knew not. But was madly in lovewith whatever it had to reveal.Desperate, I became obsessed witha drea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1519821/ Its a work of fiction http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1518893/         IN THE NIGHTThe restless vitality of the dayis covered by a dark blanket of night.The princes and the beggars return to their dwellings - grand or modestThe people of the Earth retire for the day,too tired for another word.But 'midst the crowd are a few gems of human.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1518108/                                       WHEN IT RAINS IN APRILThe winter months had been cruel as ever,new hope arose in the beginning of spring-A new life, refreshed hope and sunlit dreamsa wake from the lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1517406/          FROM LIGHT TO LIGHTA numb body, a tired soul I lay on my bed, waiting for the guest to come.My eyes are open, or am I dreaming?who knows? For my life could have been a dream.A whisper, a touch, silent sobbingA sudden realization of being near my dear onesThey d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1515418/ Thoughts that you didn't think, responsibilities you never wanted to take, dreams you never wanted to chase, feelings which were not your own. Every hour, every minute, every second such burdens hunch your shoulders and force you to live a life which is not true to yourself. The expectations of peop.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maumilmehraj27/1456941/