http://slow.writerscafe.org/bayari The original writings of author Roselyn Rose en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775984231 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A new romantic poem, i hope you all will enjoy it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bayari/1855213/ A new poem, hope u all will enjoy it :D. This one I made for my closest soul on this earth, my dearest one. Thank you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bayari/1853787/ Once, the skies brought us cold windthe ship was old and the tides were thinthe air was quite wild and firmlike the bright star of the morning blissI stood near across those windsthey were black as the floathing seasthe men were restless, sleepless soulsglaring fear upon those darnkened shoresWe wer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bayari/1673250/ The nights were too cold and oldSaw you hidden beyond the wallReaching you with no heart restraintCalled you deep down my faithTears of bitter you choose to tasteDidn't reach for our burning gazeTwisted thoughts they took you outOut, from my dark confusing groundDays to pass, our hearts to fallFall .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bayari/1666819/ The shadows of the staring night,Are unleashed upon your mind.Where the land began to rideTo its end across the tide.The cold of your ancient gazeHad began to spread with hasteNo life for you, no heart to growThe hunger stands upon your howl.Dark wings all that remainsOf the one that once you wereA .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bayari/1665730/ A clouded stream on an dark redeemWeight upon my restless dreamA voiceless bird wander on my chinWhispers deep through my wind.Foes of dark crossing my woodsAs the heart raged upon their soulsThere where ancients never riseAs my bonds are still untouched.A red veil hangs on an lonely treeHolds the g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bayari/1664948/ Sweet is the dream that you hold,Within your dark repulsion soul,Fill the gore upon your howl,Disturb the vile which lays on your blow,Come near the night will fall,As the moon rise upon the hall,Taste the scent of your lovely prowl,The last of a vanishing horde.Tempt me with your mourning song,Rage.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bayari/1664926/ A tremendous golden star,Wander lost upon my heart,Searching for some place unknown,Where the angels are alone.As she guides me through the woods,Heard the sound of a mighty lute,Sweet as the divine moon,Disperse her flawless winter lore.As i played into the brook,A strange shade fell upon my look,I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bayari/1664881/ I have seen, into my dreams,A dark seer reckon my liege,An empress will behold my shield.As I carve my name upon her seal.Cursed I was by her own will,To become the restless sin,Shed I was into her stream,Unforgotten for my shear.Legions I raised upon the kings,As a woman i deceived,Broken shards of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bayari/1664288/ Dark is the abyss of our dreams,The passion before the eclipse,Cold is the melody of love,Once they fall upon the winds.River they called into the stream,As their queen lay upon the sea,Rough the storm became as she,Opened her dark, vile sees.I saw her legion of immortality,Diving deep into the cree.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bayari/1664281/ Bright skies above my headDark waters flowing through my hairFeel their pressure thunder my skullHarrow chill over my skin.They seek me, the ancient fiendsLook for hope that i can`t giveWander through the cold of timeLoose the paths, the sickness thrives.Visions are no more to be seenI am chained to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bayari/1664275/ I remember the heaven`s starsDescending upon my armsThe light of the elven-moonShining upon my golden furCalming winds, still here with meFeel no changes upon the seaVisions are nowhere seenThey are lost, deep into my dreams. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bayari/1664272/ A demon lives beyond the roseThat fill the flame of terror glowsCities were rubble of fire and deathIn range of its horrendous breathAnd came to brink of nations worldStruggle to fight a monstrous hurlIts grin were red of devil`s playWho toys the life of amusing sway. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bayari/1664268/