http://slow.writerscafe.org/hanir The original writings of author hanir en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775978404 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 INK OUT LOUDTrapped emotions.Suppressed reactions.Contained in this hollow empty space of incarceration.It feels like empty.But paradoxically it's full.And when you feel it reaches the brim, you try to pour it out.Hoping for a miraculous relief.But still, you bleed.You see, this is a vicious cy.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hanir/1663949/    A CANDLE FOR THE DEADLost precious things,and broken strings.You just couldn't break the spell of dying.Dead person.Dead emotion.Mourning for the lost love and devotion.Time has passed.But you're still haunted by the ghosts of the past.Now you light a candle and wish, that they may.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hanir/1659805/ I came up with this pointless prose after listening to a song about lament of a lost love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hanir/1655584/ ...when a dead person isn't actually dead. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hanir/1607827/ "MESSAGE IN AN EMPTY BOTTLE"She's been floating in the sea of mystery.Trying to find answers to the most enigmatic questions.Finding meaning to some meaningless situations.And trying to seek for an affirmative message..When apparently, there is none. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hanir/1604603/ INJURED ECHINODERM"At some point in our human existence,we inadvertently walk barefoot and step on something that would cause us such an excruciating pain.  In most cases, the pain would go away in a day or two.  But some sort of pain persists... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hanir/1604516/ STOLEN SHOT Things unfold right before your eyes. Sometimes abruptly. Unexpectedly. And there you are unprepared. Caught in an unforeseen situation wherein you wish to run away. You wish to hide.  But it's kinda too late already. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hanir/1603957/ CLOUDEDSometimes we tend to be imperceptiblewith what and how we truly feel.Just like the morning sun, it may be clouded and invisible...But one thing is certain, it is right up there. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hanir/1603954/ MOONLIGHT SONATAIt was a dark, magical night. We were under the same moonlight. You held my hand. For once I felt like I belonged. It was like a celestial attraction. A cosmic phenomenon. But you let go so soon. It was brief. Like a brief lunar eclipse. N.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hanir/1603633/ A LONER CAN LIVE TOO I'm a loner. Sometimes, it's a choice. Sometimes, it's not. Possibly its not solitude that makes a loner miserable. It could be due to the conventional belief that every human SHOULD bond with another in order to live.. In order to survive.&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hanir/1603621/ "DARKNESS"It is usually perceived as a realm of the unknown and uncertainties.Pain and distress.Seclusion and emptiness.But what not every human eye can see,Is that in darkness, there is beauty..There is light. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hanir/1603615/ "A BITTERSWEET SYMPHONY" Broken strings, Missed notes, Everything seems out of tune. She continues to play the melancholic melody of the past. Her songs depict infinite sadness... Caused by the tragic death of her one true love. She's holding on to what she calls a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hanir/1603590/ OBLIVION No matter how much you try to make yourself believe that everything's alright... Many times you would still get reminded of the emptiness inside. You've been missing something. You wish to have it back. Absolute fact is there are things that you can have back.&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hanir/1603573/ "MONOCHROME" The colors have faded. Everything appears as black and white. Like the prosaically gloomy sky, And other earthly elements with no life. Though the colors are gone. The vigorous hue of emotions lives on and on. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hanir/1603569/ WANDER OR DIE If I stay in one place for a long time, I fear that the place is going to explode anytime. So i keep on moving. I keep on wandering. I need to save myself. I need to take care of myself. Because if I wouldn't... Who would??? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hanir/1603566/