http://slow.writerscafe.org/ampaswasu The original writings of author Shweta Sunil en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776119898 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The dingy streets that sang the glory Of thousand gods, all in one,While one sang for Allah, The other said “Jai Shree Ram”.The dingy streets that witnessed,The call of the fisherwoman, And the slash of knives, Against the tender coconut, split in two.As one man called ou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1949538/ oh, Black, Black Dahliawhen shalt thou bloom?and i shall present you,to the leaves of the notebook--my fingers’ blooming romance. black, black dahlia,waiting, as your petals--burgundy,wither away into Sunday breath,i shall draw a smile across your lips,and when your peta.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1949536/ The gentle rivers, Slid across my bare legs,As my eyes skimmed throughThe skies that bled speckled stardust,The stars,as though the skies,they,They rejoiced the fire that burnt them.Oh!They were so beautiful!And as a fallen star--Burned the autumn leaves,I blessed my luck, That.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1949535/ eyes sleepy, drooping from day long labour,i pull the gear, to pick up the infected.my next stop--some moping mortal,that had enough of blood and sweat he spent,living in a space they often called life.i pulled over my rickshaw at the corner of a street,and there stood a man, his hef.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1949534/ “you watch the life around you thriving, and as oceans hide beneath them, life of green, and each day, one heart bears the other, the love birthed, with each soul’s pain. you watch the life around you thriving, yet you dare to speak of t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1949532/ I opened the crusty gates--They creaked like it hadn't been revealed,In ages.One step in,Heard the world behind me caving in.Two steps,and joy crept,I met that cripple they often called a-Lunatic.He warned me,he scowled,Stated to me,‘Twas danger in!It's the world to enj.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1909085/ As the moon crumbles into dust,And falls beneath the valley of doom,And as orphic weeds bloom,Through the sun-dried pulp of dawn,And as the Earth revolved around fire,The archaic windows of the past,Made room for sin,And the universe vanished into blindness,What was to remain was the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1904705/ As grains of time trickle by,Every moment that gives birth to yet another,Only to thrust into overwhelming darkness.As every moment shifts to another,Every emotion turns into loathsome grief,And every thought riveting,Discovers the ship of memory,And every soul with joyous effort,Win.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1871904/ She existed For all the colours that on her,were thrownBut as time pulled away,every hue and tone,The vermilion she adorned,Was the only one she had ever known.She lived for the colours mostly unknown,But all she learnt was the red on her crown.For yet again,a soul was drownedIn the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1871903/ And when the ground, too moistWas turned to rock,And the selfless abodeMet the roaring flames--Of Need--and Greed,The seeds of the landFloated way too far,Only to be known as the cowards,Who fled,For the greater fame they met.They branded the runaways,As those who forgot their .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1871901/ He pulled out a cigar or two,And she was left in the cabinet till noon.For one day's work,lay heavy,In one man's pocket.Her arms confined,now entitled with freedom,Swayed back and forth ,Like the summer breeze.She danced yet again,With music her own,A marionette with strings,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1871900/ The sunbaked clay.Dried as golden rays,Washed it's crevices,Cracked without reconciliation.But the early dew,Wrapped it with finesse,And the mortal sands,Flowered with rhythm.For when one had ripped,The other healed.The wind brushed past,as though it revered--The momentary re.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1871899/ Hidden in the starry abyss of hope,In the light of an undiscovered universe,Lay thoughts that fear arrival.Thoughts that fear faint action,Of survival,that exists,hardly.Hidden in a symphony of hope and light,Are a few notes of truth and fight.That live on in an ocean of depth.A deep.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1871897/ The story that you commenced,Has it not an end.For it was not the close--When you shut your altered sight;Of accepted ignorance,To battle the veracity of undue expectation.The story that you did weave,With atrocious finesse--You tore apart ,When the diversion,Tore You apart.W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1871895/ Painted in silver--Glistening in golden rays,For beauty bled through every dimension,That found existence.Only if you had not decided to look within,If only you hadn't ripped it apart,Letting the senile mind,think,The beauty wouldn't last.You wouldn't perceive the rotten heart,Or t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1871894/ The rays bled through,The green canopy,That allowed the dust that,Once lined the rustic plains.To shine with beauty,As they float through the column of light,The bleeding trees,And the grass that swayed,Sang in the praise of the dust,That once,Was taken to be dirt,But now,struc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1871893/ Find a love,That makes you lose your soul,That feeds on every bit of you.That thrives on the emotion,And craves for another chance,A chance to exist,with grace,A chance to feast on every tiny bit of grief.Find a love that kills you,But kills you beautifully. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1871891/ Oh!Redeem me with the truthwith the Dream,the passionredeem my thoughts,with hope and beautyhope for a better livinga better lovinga better wishinga better thinking.redeem me tonightas your last thoughts are put to restand your breath sets to its own rhythm,and you embrace the dr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1837668/ You died at dawn,when you woke.with tears of decision--impending decision.to stay or not to stay,to live or not to live,when you thought you could tide through it,you killed the soul that lay within,that was crying out, for a miracle,that would make you the personwho was once lau.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1837667/ as the wind whistled past the twigs,that lay unfettered on a yellow green carpet,the ball of firesank beneath the cotton draped dustsuspended in the air that followed you home.with yet another daysworn at judgement,wed to some unknown,that walked past you and told you in some hidden .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1837666/ ILet us get lost in the sands of time,Let us forget the rules of humanity,And evolve against space and time.With the garden of youth,Blooming with flowers of truth,Faith and everything good.Let us love till the end of Time,For eternity, andCreate our own Forever.IIThe light o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1837664/ As white as the moon,In the starry night sky.As beautiful as a blooming flower.Eyes that beheld the beauty that lay within,Hair that brushed her shoulder,Faded golden,It matched the brown of her dazzling eyes.She was truly,Like a Princess.As strong as the wind,In a stormy night.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1837662/ She loves too hard,Yet she blooms too fast.As gentle as the summer breeze,Yet she fights like the wind on a stormy night.As beautiful as a rain after a day too frail,Yet as proud as thunder on a feisty sail.She embraces strength and beauty--Like they were none different.She teases li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1833644/ So naïve, heinously cliché--Just like them ol’ sweetheart movies,That showed an affection,That sufficed to pull through babbling stories.Oh!What a mockery.Two hearts,that meet and greet,And poets that exploit emotion,Write of some unseen 'beauty’-Of yet anothe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1833642/ Life as we know it-Thoughts too cliché to handle,Painted with gay colours,joy and grief.A brooding black on one corner,That spread into corners,thatOnce were beautifully blue.Life as we know it-An articulate description of faulty vision--Some with a symphony too plain to breat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1833489/ Oh! I wish I told you--How much I held in my heart for youAll that flowed out through mere words,They failed to sing what the heart composed.I wish I told youThe beauty that I saw,From when my tiny hands touched your finger,To when you held me up,and helped me stay.From when you lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1830939/ Bathed in the serenity of passionate flow,Plunged into the land that never belonged.Severed by the battalion of tarnished foes,Lost,barely walking,barely grown--Subjected to harsh reality unknown.And I,I watched as you fought it through.Thoughts that were sinking into a mind,Too .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1829907/ Born from the dust that once was life,Lies unwind,nature weaves;Crippled bodies alike, cries unheard.A land, distant--Life,Opportunity perishedLove rested--Passion halted--And humanity resurrected. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1828997/ The moon Engulfed by the seas;It flowed with gentle animosity--Amongst the drifting peace.Love that once bled through the night,Had sealed its wounds with shallow words.The rivers that frisked through avid memoriesHad now flown too far.Our story has ended,my friendWhat has be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1828995/ The wind,it carries sins of the pastFor when it blows,It brushes past stained conscious of all--With the water that slid across lands of past,It flows slyly--Only to remind of the buried,Of that, that could not exist--Of that, that could only live through dreams;And that, that remain.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1825429/ Buried within the sands of time.Time--unfaithful,runaway,time.And as the grains of time rushed past,Fastening emotions across walls too opaque;A reflection creeps through,atrociously fake.Left with nothing but imagination,Rowing through illusions of time,unworthyLittered by mortal drea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1822559/ We often don't realise what we have until it's lost.The best things always cease too fast,and time passes too swift.Love doesn't last enough,life doesn't give sufficiently.But the difference it could make by simply breathing in,standing up,and realising what is to be done,is, simply, immeasurable.No.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1822556/ The flares,they glare,hope as it's last beamAs the flames engulf the last mortal seenAs it destroys all with an eager zeal,Let every man alive feast over the greed,And all the things that weren't meant to be.As the misty mountains howl at the lunacy,Let every soul rummage,for free--To .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1820496/ He placed his hand upon his chestWhere it lay,beating,for one--The world,the light,his children.As dusk approached,He closed his eyesHid His crippled self behind the trees--Anxiously waiting for death to arrive.As Night placed her ugly hands upon Him,His crippled self--shoved into mo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1820495/ A divine love, yet too finite--Grabbed by Time,too imbecile.Housed,by a sun that failed to shine.To grasp all that once belonged,Shed by a distance that never longed.A lover that fostered a love too naive,A love too dear,too dear to chase--Fed by a heart that was forced to be sane,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1819357/ And the heavensShall leap forth, upon the Earth--To reignite the the skiesAnd ‘he’ shall be crowned again.But darkness will fallFor the last man this will show;friend or foe,Shall be King.The skies will shed their tearsThe mistaken Shower of GloryThe first drop shall .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1815956/ Hollow words,broken promisesThe letter,stained blue--With tear-spoken loveShoved into the throat of the helplessThe helplessly hopeful.Floating aimlessly through the ripples Of endless,unseen depthsIn confinement of its crumbled self--The story of some love,known by twoHad halted i.. 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ordinaryBut,you leapt int.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1780907/ A loud sound,A few gunshots, one or two;A cry, with the pain to kill oneAnd then,Then there were none.A playful cheer turned to wail;A fallen angel, a fallen childThe streets, coloured red--Stained with the love that bled;Shattered glass glistened,as the sun,it shoneCryst.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1773925/ Well, this piece might seem a little crude and impulsive.. But it's just an immediate reflection of my thoughts :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1766337/ Well, this piece is just something that I feel. It isn't a poem,story,or anything.I usually confront my thoughts through writing and this is just another reflection of my thoughts :)) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1749700/ And suddenly,The stars stopped shiningThe world stopped movingThe heart stopped lovingThe hurt stopped achingAnd suddenly,there wasNo loveNo sightNo emotionNo lightJust what was dreaded--silenceSilence--Quiet,curbing,silenceLost, infinite, silenceThen the haltThe ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1748973/ A collection of mere memoriesThe first journeyA journey,devoid of destinationA soul-less,immaculate divergence of thoughts.Virgin minds,contaminated by actions not-so-divine.Lose not your thought, my friendFunny as it seems,you;Cry as you leave the womb,Cry as you reach the tomb.Th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1686074/ THE MAD RUSH --Shweta SunilSomewhere in the mad rushI lost the meaning of lifeLost the reason I was fighting forLost that sparkle, lost that smileSomewhere in the mad rushI realised that it wasn’t being left behindThat I was afraid ofIt wasn’t victoryThat I was .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1663443/ MIRAGE -By Shweta SunilJust when you thought that you were happyYou saw the sun shineJust when you thought that you were aloneYou saw him lie on the road,drunkJust when you thought that the roads couldn't get any harderYou watched yourself climb the mountainJu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1645234/ EVERY MANS TALE     By Shweta SunilSeen but not knownHeard but not shownLost in this crowdNone with a voice so loudTo pull me out of this lonesome roadEach step I take I fearI have none for me, none to shed a tearBut that ain't gonna stop meI shall rise, rise and surviveThe dark .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1640016/ Ever thought about how,no one,has the freedom to think differently,how there are pre-set measures of sanity that everyone is forced to follow? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1640014/ IF ONLY                      By Shweta SunilIf only I could see her againIf only I could hear that laughterIf only my eyes fed meWith something other than that crippled bodyThat lay in front of m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ampaswasu/1640011/