http://slow.writerscafe.org/Krisna The original writings of author Krisna Chatelain en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776339093 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It saddens me.Too see this much stupidity around the world. Living around people that have lost their humanity, sold their souls to the devil and are deprived of faith. Faith in themselves.Their deepest emotions are filled with material needs, and their hearts have become rock... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Krisna/1659925/ I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders and it is stronger than I am. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Krisna/1659923/ Hate is taking overFlames are burning foreverBut we try to stay togetherAnd crying is not the answerPeople might be starvingPeople might be dyingStill you’re here to give them shelterAnd we always pray to make it betterPeaceful and quiet were youBefore anger and war came throughPerhaps someday.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Krisna/1647444/ He wrote my name with his mindHe studied my skin with his lipsHe learned my language with his feelingsWith his body he created mineHe painted my life with his fingersHe drew my soul with his wordsHe traced my path with his eyesWith his imagination he created mineHe examined my scars with comprehensi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Krisna/1647442/ He has been abandonedThis child walking down the roadHe has been cryingFor as long as I’ve knownHe has been hungryFor the past 3 weeksBecause his parents in a hurryLeft him in the streetsThis child has been knockingTo every single doorAnd for some reasons kept thinkingThat someone will showMay.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Krisna/1647440/ Dedicated to all artists http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Krisna/1591704/ Heal with love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Krisna/1591699/ First teenage love feelings http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Krisna/1591693/ Who am I ?Who am I to live?A life I don’t haveWho am I to shout?In a silence nightWho am I to cry?For something that’s not mineWho am I to act?When there’s no proven factWho am I to believe?I have better to giveWho am I to envy?When I can live simplyWho am I to discriminate?Someone.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Krisna/1591686/ All Whiskys taste the sameHunger kills me softlyTherefore I can't eatThe sky seems always grayMy life so lameI try to seeBut darkness blinds meFighting for airWhen even wind doesn't blowLost in dreamsWhere all I see is your shadowNothing seems realAnd I feel illWithout you by my sideI cry and hideFr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Krisna/1591684/ Its been so long that I can barely remember your face The way you touched me with so much grace The things you whispered in my ear That used to take away all of my fears Its been so long since my body shivered to the warmth of your lips Since I felt your hands run down my hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Krisna/1591682/ What man kind has come to http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Krisna/1590888/ Thoughts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Krisna/1590887/ Married women falls in love someone else http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Krisna/1590881/