http://slow.writerscafe.org/dream-out-loud The original writings of author Yanina McKnight en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776031878 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 a short story in a poetic verse http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1564579/ You are truly beautiful.I didn't know what I had;I was clueless in an illusion of my mind;I threw it all away,disguised as a game in my eyes,but you were always true.Patience was all I needed,but I chose to ignore the facts.Was I scared from something true,as those feelings?I want to believe I loved.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1542479/ For thelight brought on was yet disguised,An angelgrowing through spirit,Strengthenedthe grasp of others,With lifeso tall; One isonly to believe she isa wondrouscreation,as her creator. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1542171/  silence, virtueamong none, butone, who seeksdesiresunkindly to the pleaser,yet unearthly to the viewer. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1530852/ magiciansolve the riddle “magicisn’t real,” but theriddle is forever.  time& space believe to be true; theanswer to a riddle is the dream oftruth.    http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1530849/ with joy, comes painno more til the endwith no end, comes infinitythe compass of time runs like no otherthe knot pulls tighter than ever beforecome together to fight the tigerall in all with nothing in handto express the sensation of a momentthe difference is unique to the watch,but everything is th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1525047/ harmonies, melodiesintertwined within the electrical current,routine through routinedifferent in a sense, but the same in a way. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1525044/ There are always ears and eyes for those who are most disturbed;lips and hands for those who are least adored.silent cries fill loud and empty heartsfrom brim to brim the obsessions beginhidden away behind the warmth of a doortime for repeats . . . 1, 2, 3, four?here we gooh. not today http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1522126/ if i lose, i might wini will be freewatching from above or belowcrushing man, asserting myself http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1522124/ i doesn't need to be idolizedlower case is where i standme, myself, & i are not the same http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1522120/ no-where leads to eternity, but go onrun my friendyet the journey awaits for a precious travelerrun my friendthe time has been granted, so hurryrun my friendto other side and back againrun my friendsoon the collision awaitsno more running my friend http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1522115/ thoughts run from the vision of timetime escapes without knowledge of the unknownrunning and walking are the samewe rush without choicetime is the chaos, leading the walkers and runnerschaos guides the unknown factors of life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1519826/ It's so hard to stay, but I love her like she said. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1519818/ The simplicity of love guided the ink across the page. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1519813/ Time constricts vision and thought;Blame the clock-master without reason.No reason proves nothing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1519789/ Perception perceives more than what we choose to admire. The beauty of nothing is brought on by admiration. Consumers consume the consummation of others. We are the others, perceiving admiration through consummation of nothing. So beautiful, yet so fragile, walking along the cracks and leaks of our .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1519724/ We cannot and must-not see through the light. For the light is too bright, burning the interior of our minds. The precious capsule that contains the energy we breathe. Our wings fly through this thick smoke we call our lives. Taped and torn, but never fallen.This fall brings burning turmoil within t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1519697/ We are all dreaming. Dreaming through smiles of sadness. We can’t sleep. Our mind is in control. So many questions, so little time. Why are we here?Who are we?Where do we belong?When do we go? The questions that are never answered, never dared to be asked. People think we&r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1519034/ my mind was in the toxicity of the green http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1519027/ It's only a metaphor. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1519011/ White smile.Hungry teeth.Gnawing at the pain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1519004/ What does the soul have to say about all of this? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1518954/ We are the angry CrowdCrying and Screaming from birthDeath brings sorrow.Life brings grief.The loneliness of the Crowd ScreamsWe don't believe in loneliness.We believe in the lonely to create loneliness.Nothing brings a crowd, than a Little Anger http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1518948/ Light from within explodes throughout the spirit.Time moves the spirit in an orb of energy; of life.The life of a being expands and melts in the world's blindness.Without glasses, ignorance is bliss.Why don't we see through the glass?Irrational reasoning causes terror.The fright in our eyes brighten.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dream-out-loud/1518941/