http://slow.writerscafe.org/Thewarriorpoet The original writings of author Sai en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776042544 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Gloomy gloom glop glop. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/2046727/ Another short two sentenced poem. I realized I really enjoy writing shorter pieces. Sticks in the mind more. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1749060/ One sentence; not really a poem; but it goes a long way. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1749057/ I don't reach it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1730775/ The people who understands us most sometimes are the ones we have least knowledge of. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1730773/ The purest minds yet the most dangerous thoughts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1705910/ Dear Heart, Welcome to the World where you can’t be with everyone you love; you can’t have everything you want;and everything is temporary here. But be patient and strive for the Next life;you can have anything that you desire;and you can be with whoever you love;and the b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1704686/ I seek for love beyond the physical realm. I seek the love inside your eyes; the window to touch your very soul. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1704668/ Wills can never happen and promises can be broken. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1704665/ Can we build it back? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1704658/ I'm starting my life as a young adult and I am constantly aware of the world changing around me. I see everyone walking down their path; choosing their way of life. I am here, standing still. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1703077/ An ugly personality destroys a pretty face. or We think we may see something on the outside appear like light, when the inner is in the depths of despair. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1703076/ Jannah is the Arabic word for Paradise. In the Koran, we are promised many things that we will have in heaven. Sometimes I wonder though; what if there was something I wanted more? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1703075/ What to do? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1703072/ “It’s okay, you can pay me later,”the young girl behind the counter said as she ringed up the loaf of bread. “Thank you Vanilla,” Sai saidsheepishly.Vanilla giggled as she flipped hercurly pony tail, “After you told me about your encounter with Mr. S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1645919/ The morning sun peeked its waythrough the small washroom window as Sai combed her long, black waves with herwooden brush. She turned to her side and examined the length of her hair; it wasjust below her rear. Sai doesn’t really get to see her hair much because it’salways tied up .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1645917/ This is going to be. The. Ultimate. Prank.                Aninvisible string, thinner than a hair, yet sturdy like a rope strung from arooftop and tied around a wooden owl; it’s eyes large and piercing, each pup.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1645915/ In a world where war and killing is on the uprise, it seems that there is no hope left. When Sai and her little brother Kales, learn about the power of the Scrolls of Serenity, maybe that is the call. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1645912/ My first experience at a busy burger restaurant where I had a meal all by myself. All I had was my journal and I scribbled away like a lone fool while the world around me swirled with voices. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thewarriorpoet/1602948/ This poem is about two kinds of blacks: The Black Cat and the Black (African) people. 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