http://slow.writerscafe.org/ashi31 The original writings of author Ayushi Jha en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776034015 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I was born with a twin.... As a toddler, I was never told about him. But growing up made his existence less vague. I learned that he is coming to me with an uncertain pace..... Times may come when we see each other but my want for separation will cut apart our paths. But our paths must meet and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ashi31/1763655/ I DON'T WISH POWER http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ashi31/1740704/ Dark was the leaf,where the world did not see.None he made ill,little good did chip in.The sun, the dew,blind of the shadowed side,the smaller florets might have feared the night.But dark was the leaf,where the world did not see. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ashi31/1673599/ My heart it ached.My eyes bawling in vain.But the clock, he never looked back.Blue was my soul,glum ballad I sang,But the clock, he never looked back.Now, I ain't dwelling In 'ago'Drifting through the sorrow, no hoe.Walking with the clock, we never looked back. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ashi31/1666068/ I saw the door, no sweat to unseal .Started digging through the air,Came pillars, bitty.One and two, I had them breezedThree then four, left me effete.Winged a few and I was skilled.Trailing were the pillars, where I was concealed.Soaked in sweat,But my tire was veiled. Here was th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ashi31/1666066/ Botch was her soul,face high up.Hath not she loved,No glum,born.The lonely leaf, was jaunty to her.Street not hiked,Tickle pinked the girl.She sang to the leaf a sorrow verse,Wiped her eyes, hale heart she was http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ashi31/1666065/ "My mind speaks" will be a series of thoughts which often pops in my mind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ashi31/1664149/ When your mind gets numb due to the overdose of these "tint" of tragedies,try and be calm......But remember, being calm will give you and only you a sense of maturity which is of course dominant because you are 18. It will surely keep you away from less burden and give you false anticipations :) But.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ashi31/1636536/