http://slow.writerscafe.org/Omikron The original writings of author Omikron en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775952256 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Before peaceaforementioned successor tohealingthe body and the mindmust collapse completely.Among ruins, something goodmay begin again. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/3122867/ Even the way you clutch the flowers -Rigidly, holding them like a shovel,Serves to fulfill our inevitable burial.The letters hidden behind your molars,Sizzling like acid on your tongue -I can tell, you know.There's no need to perforate my eardrum,No need to promise a better futureAs trembling ro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2959939/ Perhaps there is a reason to live.Perhaps it doesn't need to be grand.Maybe it's enough to lie in a soft bed, eyes closed,Listening to the rain tap insistently on the window.Perhaps the reason to stayis watching the ribcage swell and fall,And feeling your little heartfight for you, beat by beat,so s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2955818/ The mighty Sassafras shakes its leaves -Citrus lingers in the air.A wee brown fry, contrasting with its dirt-stained backAnd curious eyes,clings on to the protruding ridges of greencellulose fibres.Told it was meant to fly,alas, it waits. Told to be patient, be still,to be silk. The fry fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2954644/ I carry the lead, you carry the feathers.Chains wrap around my veins like tethered vines, closer to my skinthan any shadow has ever treaded.A sharp kiss of clanking metal, cutting,relentless. Wounds split open, thecracks seem endless. What remainsof the joy, the shivering hope?Left with a smile.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2953730/ When petals erupt from juvenile buds like bombs,The colours of spring explode in the greenery,Fertile pistils standing upright like crosses,Ready to be used by those meant to use them.Could a garden in spring cure a pessimist? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2952622/ Don't mind me, counting the craters of the moon,One, two...Carefully curated by history long passed,Solemnly dangling inside a newtonian tube,Fastened like a glowing sticker beneath my curious eye.Four, five...Pupils sharpened -Blood's pounding beneath white, fibrous tissue, my scope is relentl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2952618/ The wind howls through shadowed ruins, claiming Everything.A deep, old ache - A history I carry, or Might.I watch the clouds move, knowing the sky will always Be.My former self, a flicker in the distance, softly Burning.My calloused hands remember the feeling of the damp earth, But.Something in the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2947170/ Letter by letter,Word by word,You tear from me,And cast me into emptiness.So many shadesOf the same suffocating darkness.So many thoughtsTrickle down into the same pit.What is it with me,That makes wounds blossomSo easily? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2947167/ The thorn that hurts the deepestOne of its kind, I'm sureTo be stuck in one place, helplessA thorn I myself pickedTears you apart, and stillThe thorn that hurts the deepestA pain that cannot be scratchedIs not self-inflictedBut fate brought to you, as a reminderOf what you once hadHolding on to phot.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2947154/ It's a different kind of silence -The kind that softens, not stings,The kind that slowly thins the air.Not an act of defiance,But the quiet sigh of release.No closing arguments,Only a gentle nod,Bidding goodbye to tensions,And past expectations,And the slow, silent looseningOf the thread.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2947153/ Kissed by a featherTouched by the windWithout my knowledgeMy soul was skinnedMy heart was pinnedHung on your wallA beauty enslavedI became your dollNo floor to crawlA slave to the heartI wish I'd been killedBy cupid's dartDisplayed like artA body enframedNothing left but a mindThat can never be tame.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2947151/ I said to myself, words felt so trueChasing out the blueI said, I saidI said to myself, I banished the curseTiny, vulnerable wordsI said, I saidI said to myself, strong is this spiritYour guns cannot kill itI said, I saidI said to myself, wiggling my toeWhere it leads I'll goI said, I saidI sai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2947149/ Drop after dropThe water trickles down slowlyPouring rivers and streamsRun down my naked backFor each  touch my skin is scorchedDrop after Drop I am blisteredA  fierce heat like no otherBut a pain I know too wellThrough a single heart's pleaA weeping hymn fills empty halls.May my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2947148/ 'Twas the last time I was happy with you,And so wonderfully oblivious, I caught us in a photograph smiling,We enjoyed the first, warm sunrays of spring,And I still loved you, still cradled my ring.'Twas the last time hearts still resembled one,The last time I clung to you, my anchor,The only th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2947147/ Spousal love is conditional, asPerplex as it is trivial, feelingsLost in a space so liminal,Once so visceral,Now conditional. Spousal love is provisional, featheredKisses are prized collateral, changingSheets, fraudulently sensual,Merely habitual,Merely conditional.Spousal love is subliminal, w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2947146/ YesI know youI know you very wellThe way the shadow falls under your lipsEvery single glisten in your eyes, every reflectionEvery shade of the different straws of your hairThough I wish I didn't know all thisThat I didn't rememberThat the brain would forgetSomething that the heart so desperately wan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2947145/ I could lay here for hours with you, my dearForever if I were to chooseWe could just stay right here, my dearSleeping away our youthsWatching every breath you take, my dearEvery gentle rise and fallMakes me want to spend every breath on you, my dearUntil I've spent them allThe dawn is creeping up on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2947144/ How Lucky am I,A broken being,To have the priviledgeTo miss someoneSo complete. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2947143/ ...I will never tell you how much I love youFor you would go insaneMy words would speak foreverMy body would worship your nameMy voice would crack just like my heartAll my love would pour as bloodEvery piece of me would fall apartA cataclysm of loveI will only whisper single lettersA crossword so di.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2947142/ And so it ends, my love.My darling, for whom I once burned so intensely.What now, when my skin hangslike rags from my bones?What now, when my mind's last fuelhas leaked through every creviceof this decade-long war?Even I, an untamed wildfire,must one day grow tired,with nothing left to burn. Bu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2947138/ My dear,I've been waiting for the sun - Shy as your love,To come out of its hiding and greet me,So that I can live in joy,In your absence. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2946317/ I burn for youYet you quench me, dearSo that the light of my beingIs lost in your darknessAnd still. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2946316/ Ah, yes-That tingle,The searing beneath charred skin,The itch to tear the wound,Into a gaping hole.The tingle to rip the scab,Unheal the healing,Let it bleed,Free and untamed-The blood wrapping around me,Like satin strings,Burning crimson on the glass.If I dare to scratch it,I might catch your shado.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2929588/ A short and cheeky poem I wrote, inspired by this wiki page: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crime_in_Antarctica http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2920231/ I saw this picture on a subreddit and got inspired. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2912187/ “A First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.”- Franz Kafka.When I was younger, I was practically glued to my bike.Be it a humid, suffocating summer's day,The air vibrating in the heat,Wobbling mirages dancing beneath hot cars,Or be it during those long, dark winter.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2911201/ I have lived many lives-Told many lies,Worn a thousand faces,But my eyes stayed the same.Each version of me,Peeled layers off my spine,One by one, leaving empty spacesFor scar tissue to cover.I’ve shed skins in broad daylight,In places that I shouldn't have,But always, beneath it all,There was.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2909248/ Buried under days and dreams,In my brain, you've become the seed,Nestled among folds and fissures, Blending in 'til nothing differs.Roots cut through each thought and bone,Weaving through cold, brittle stone,Fed by memories I can’t shake,A garden of me, and you the snake.I try to prune, t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2909211/ Oh, those kindling eyes,That lit me like coal,I basked in their warmth,Certain of their permanence.Now, distant embers glowIn another hearth,While I wade through frozen waters,Desperate for smoke signalsThat rise,But never call for me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2909044/ The northern red oaksShift from summer green,Blushing in the chilled wind,Turning slowly into bright scarlet.I told you it was coming-Autumn closing in,It always does.Yet, why are we surprisedWhen the heart, too, changes colours,From sprouting summer loveTo open wounds, bleeding scarlet?Like the oak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2909027/ I am a wound-A smoldering ache,Where you once lit a spark-Fire permating,Among the naked shadows,Within my heart.You glance-Like flames from afar,Afraid to touch the scar,The memory-Burnt and frayed,Yet vivid - here we are.In quiet rooms,Your silence swells -A breeze from the past,And I -A specter i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2908923/ The intensity is what ignited us -It's what fed the flame.Fiercely, like a wildfire, it burned,A lively, brilliant beacon in the dark.Then came the trembling flicker,Fiercely, the flame suffocated.It was inevitable, evident as day,I saw it coming from miles away.And still, I found myself weepingFor .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2908920/ If a crush is just lack of information,then love is the endless pursuit of knowledge.Crushes live in the gaps -the spaces between knowing and not,teetering, tickling, tossing pebbles.Love seeks no approval -Love is invasive.An excavation of the soul,the enemy of secrets.A cracked enigmathat demands .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2907972/ I despise mathematicians, number magicians,numeral wankers turned bankers,men in suits with menacing lawsuits,synchronized brains engulfed in mindgamesIn their humble abodes, mimicing toads -how can love be a line?A binary divine, cased celibate cyber-shrine,completely sterile and free of grime - is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2906461/ Words knotted, tongue is thickBreath bound behind tight lipTaped and sealedA heart concealedBut the mind it swells -The mind it swells. Mouth stitched, mumbled groansTorn apart, my chest exposedTaped and sealedMy layers peeledAnd the heart it yells -The heart it yells.Worlds apart,we're standin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2906458/ Why don't we go brambling today?Wade through the luscious grasslands,Get caught in thick clusters of hay,Pull the thorns out from our hands.Cleaving through the tangled thicket, Without use of iron tools,For to spare the wary cricket,The cost is to look like fools. Let's lose ourselves in .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2906339/ I've hit my head 'til it's red and sore,Trying to think some harder and more.Yet, I can't for the life of me find,Some closure to mend my racing mind.Is it cliché to rhyme my feelings?Oh certainly, but hey! If it's healing,Then I suppose no rhyme is harmful,As long as it's sincere and thought.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2905470/ My finger lurks towards a single ray of light, promptly breaking through the sober prism -There it goes, shattered. The light bounces on the walls like a silent echo, it flows through the room -Still, I wait for the boom. Dust twirling in whirling pirouettes before quietly settling somewhe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2905452/ I wonder if the parasiteKnows that it's a parasite,And like the reptile that took flight,It just wants to survive the night.And if this thinking parasiteRealizes it’s a parasite,Would it cause such paralyzing fright,To face the self in harshest light?So here’s the struggling parasite,Tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2905197/ All limerence ends in agonyBut why would we part ways peacefully?When the fire ignites, does it burn carefully?No - It rages in a rambunctious symphony.And I swear darling, you're good for me,Two clashing notes make a harmony,A cruel joke landed right is called irony,And a love that flows easy is a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2905194/ I don't want you to die -Of course not.I wish you a long, prosperous life,Where happiness, or at leastcontentment,Fills your days,And sober, starry skiesBrighten your nights.Where you keep chasing dreams,And eat the bread you love,Topped with that special ham and cheeseWe searched every store to fin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2905191/ Every dawn has a something -Every something has a dawn.On the porch, the world glistens,You can taste the hint of tin,Reach into the darkness,And find not emptiness,But a whisper of something.Every something holds a dawn -Every dawn reflects a something.Every love has its shadow,Who decided it was t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2904489/ It was short,Intense.Somewhere within the blanks,I lost my common sense.Bursting capillaries making amendsSuddenly you vanished with the evidence. It was short,Intense. Built on a false pretence,My everyday became a past tenseSilly notes, electric suspenseYour crooked smile, our song by Si.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2904114/ This book explores the emotional complexity and resonance within the themes of longing, limerence, lost love, and trying to mend a toxic and brittle bond. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2904110/ All of my admiration,Showers of kindness, carefully,I throw your way when the rainFalls extra heavy-Letting your heart overflow,But not drown.All of my words I will align, like crossesSculpted and carved on the hillside.Never minding the causes,I realign the scattered lettersWhen yours stumble, blur.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2903732/ But it always stops,Those heavy drops -Leaden bullets falling,Heavy clouds crawling,The mourning of summer,The grief of a daughter,As the troubles breed,Yes, that is life indeed.But it always stops,Those heavy drops -The rain that drowns you,The weight that downs you,Then the clouds scatter,As the s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2900585/ My slightly unconventional take on haikus. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2898595/ The rhythm for this poem was inspired by the incredible Ada Limon. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2898419/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Omikron/2895675/