http://slow.writerscafe.org/Mosunmolaayo The original writings of author Mosunmola Adeniyi en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776064889 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The Narcissist A rolling stone, never still, never true,Still finds his way to the saints’ pew,Polished halo, crooked soul,Playing god in his own control.He says he’s realBut only in his head.Built a shrine to his reflectionAnd calls it “self-respect.”.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/3079123/ Shards of dreams scatter like broken glass,A life in fragments, weighed down by the past.Beneath the surface, a beauty hides,Painted smiles masking the weight she bears.With every step, she wrestles with the night,A warrior's heart, forged in the fire of strife.The world may see a face, but she sees.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/2964646/ Our once heard tales by moonlight now filled with a touch of reality, A milieu coated with several shades of cruelty, Take me down memory lane when peace and unity were beauties to behold, Maybe if the masks are torn apart we would clearly see, A lost crown for a thousand hands to search, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/2789362/ You were never there for me at my worstthose times I had to battle that snuffing forceNo single whisper of yours gave me a bid of trustYet you feed me my past to grease and nurseLife was so clouded that I lost the breakthroughearthy blindfolds i see unsafely far from the truth could .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1978710/ Shatter my fearsUnbind my heart let me breatheShadow my heartbreaks let me see the light Shield my pedal lest I wax coldWalk my path and face my hardshipPierced thoughts, troubled soulbleeding inward with a view of an unclear futureI cross my line; I fight my battlesspread my tears.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1978708/ Ode to the JEJUNE of all daysINNOCENT born of VIBRANT bloodpurest MIND from the hidden crustOh GENTLE little soul!Subtle SPIRIT with mystery untoldsweet ANGEL of the BRIGHTEST hourFill me with your sheer TENDERNESSAnd float my worries in the ocean of shebaBeneath your heavy lids; a S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1790318/ Just one look at my personAnd i know i dont look the same after all we sharedI thought you were different from all those guysI just lost my spark I dont know how i can stand this Now you are my past for sureAnd it's all over i dont know if i'm gonna care againThere's no more youNo .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1779938/ When my heart melts with the candle lights And the vibe strides like the straying wave With my warmth going straight to warLet it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow! When the scents from blossoms travel farAnd my eyes seem so cold to deathWhat becomes of the morrow I know notLet it snow!.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1769275/ When tough times crawl from behindAnd life waxes hot on the outside A helping hand bothers to shareFor the only reason it caresI'll be your count while you take those stepsThrough the drizzle as the moon fretsCome forth when the symphonies make you cryTogether we'll crush the thorns .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1769270/ Heavy clefts and scraps; the walls of my heart out of bondSwamped shatters like relics, sighted crawls on open surfaceDo not remind me how I got hereBrace-ups from defeat, an antidote to the entire soulPioneers in dark milieus still, this is in nothing but my pastEmptiness in space, hazine.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1762074/ _FAIRY OF LATEOur dear god mother Patent face Sheltering her bluish cowpea eyesWith oil-like lips drawing a center circleFlagging ears on a stand behind her heavily painted miseryFinely fixed toes shouldering her feetWith full strands on an itsy bitsy swayNatural showers!Ready-.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1753272/ Marchant en île aux pieds séparés Ton coeur touche le mien comme s'il y avait au paravent quelque connexion Ta voix, un mémoire à se rappeler fois par foisTes seins se tombent généreusement autour de tes genoux Ta beauté, une grâce.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1664798/ Clinging hands in feel of the amiable viewCalve of shapes and parallels on the soft fine sandArms akimbo as bites take a feed on the couch Weary swift sweaters falling off my thin and curvy waist Only a temple run around the cloudy ocean And the shields of embrace from behind pins down my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1649054/ Falling crowns, falling pearls these all in my reachI thought it'd be fun but this' what I getA smile on your face that day's memoryBroken hearts and allFate seems so near just this once to decideWhen you walked that way I knew I went so wrong• you don't know my shatters cryWh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1646779/ Broken pieces across the streamShatters in chase of every dreamFetters in manifolds with fillers to the brimEnvironmental display of loath and screamBeauty had a face and there she wasBeneath her heavily painted dark lids was strive and pains waxed worseInfirmity on skin tour as she st.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1645923/ Golden circles in befitting squaresParallels in the nearest places Cerebral inhabitants in diverse pairsAdventures in years back to pin down in facesThe land that seeps deeply with natural substancesA full tap and garner for aliens across the isleCultural diversity paves way for its in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1643080/ Over protection became elongated as she got admitted into the university She couldn't give explanations of how affected it left her until she got a driftNo one was interested in her association and even at the presence of flamboyance in the vicinity she could not fit in cos she was already fille.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1640921/ She was neither born with a silver spoon in the cubicles of her mouth nor a golden plate laying waste in her prettily small palms.It happened somewhere far but around and behind the new castle.Her journey and arrival to the shameful world was gladly celebrated in all the lands and even the big f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1640901/ Hop hop hop she goes But now on a slow pace Soothing songs and eulogies in control over lips and tonguesButtocks flapping sideways to complement the moodEuphoria on a dive in earnestBeckons from behind as she comes closeSplashes like showers grease her feet as she steps over in her facia.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1638838/ The day seems so naive with seemingly cold views Scuttle on courseRowdiness overlaps the order of the day Petty dealings in transact placesGracious morning at its peak Glow on the now with hopes for luminosity on the morrow Calabashes tumbling down my swollen feetCowries playing hide.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1638828/ Dark skinned and highly cognizable With a plainly prolonged face suckled in its saving graceSplatters and drips from the running depth of the oceanSwift and sheen in full apparitionCourteously incredible in all spites Hips encapsulated in moving figures Sauvely fresh and curved up in o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1637855/ Having a feel of nature's dispenseI could see legs wag like tails in the open spaceBroods scuttling around the ocean and making bricks with a deep senseLovers would cuddle and make dance moves to the sweet tune and rhythm in this cosy placeThe young shall grow when even the old is now th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1637099/ Posted 28 Seconds AgoBeing you is the true reflection of your innermost self Flavour only tags along when originality comes to playVacuums with no focus and zeal alas turn out boisterous You are simply you Novelty emergence makes the world free from being bogus and ambiguous Phase ou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosunmolaayo/1636636/