http://slow.writerscafe.org/Shylakhan The original writings of author Shyla khan en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775453887 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I feel like somebody is trying to crawl out of my soul, the soul which is shrieking in the dark, waiting for you to make an effort.You created hallucinations of together and forever,but now look at us, do we even talk anymore?Love has million colors but you never showed me any, just black an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shylakhan/1891830/ I no longer belong to that world where You and I had a magical future. I no longer exhale the love as you distorted the soul in me somehow. I no longer allow the fall of giggles and flow of cries as you smashed out the already torned heart in me. I no longer have patience for the aroma t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shylakhan/1778823/ Deep down her artery,she found herself wrapped in an aroma of slotted blood and own decomposed parts. Looming here and there she started wondering what she did to herself. Unaware of the fact the she slitted her both wrists vertically last night. She thought maybe she was badly drunked in an accusat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shylakhan/1735028/ Of all the times-I remember Walks in the Saffron SunPeace in the twinkling starsA hundered memories-I have And a bunch of scars.But none dear to me Except my Yaars. A broken mess-I was A beautiful chaos- I am An alien-you were My lifeline-you are I-a homeless wandrer You-t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shylakhan/1723607/ You,You're all I have an urge for,You're all my arms yearn for.You're all my eyes hunt for,You're all my soul hoots for.You're all my core beats for,You're all my cord regulates for. You're the whole, You're the sole. You're that trail my body craves for, You're that hoor my catara.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shylakhan/1698391/ Dark sky, home's shining stars. Dull shell, unveils my scars. My heart heavy, paces lame. And blocked mind, works the same. Your absence, putting me in haze. These sparky stars, unfurled in praise. These memories, setting me ablaze. These gleam nights, craving me in vase. Frozen .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shylakhan/1691631/ The three lies existing in the intolerant world but possessing the dominance over the reality. The three words visible in any dictionary though the depth in their meanings can conquer any optimistic body. The three last powershells in any rifle which can shot any poor with poverty and any ri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shylakhan/1688792/ You were a croon of my favorite melody, A swore of my pious deity. You were a scene of my cusp shoreline, A gelatin of my pudding lifeline. You were a stone of my emerald and sapphire, A nod of my cherished daydream. You were the palmtrees of my coastal cores, A ice to my painful.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shylakhan/1687199/ Fear is not only about the cold body and pale skin, It's the thunder of pain where you are aware about the storm which is going to drain you again and again. Fear is not only about the anxiety for a night, It's the depression of scars decomposing your body even in the light. Fear is not .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shylakhan/1644223/ There are monsters in our soul who are trying to put us in trouble and emphasizing wrong foul. There are demons inside our psyche, bringing evil and evil on high peak. There are alot of sins going through our minds, separating us from Lord and pious signs. A HUMP OF EGO, A BURDEN OF HA.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shylakhan/1633998/ I wanted him to create an illusion,,, filled with blossoms and appreciation I wanted him to stay far from the world,,, yet his innocence sold em' all.. I wanted him to shatter the myth,,, but his dropsy mustered there-withI wanted him to makeon with a fleecy gal,,, threft of storm pa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shylakhan/1622714/