http://slow.writerscafe.org/I-Maxwell The original writings of author Maxwell en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776397720 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Uncertain of the next step With shadows of deceit all aroundThe legs freeze in a moment of turmoilAs the devilish snickering wraps it in fearThe wind drags by with a deep howlThe heart goes into a dark cageThe mouth dries up in an instantAs the horrors of the night become apparent in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/I-Maxwell/2048769/ Nothing compares to the tuneless sound time makesNothing runs faster as slowly as time doesThink of time as an emotionless enchantressWe are taken in by the timeless, unaging allure of its dressIt's pale and smooth skin traps us in a void of thoughtlessnessAnd so, we think we have her all .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/I-Maxwell/2048767/ A short poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/I-Maxwell/1700472/ How can I stop doing what isn't right?I know I shouldn't be weak and fightHow do you fight when you aren’t strong?How do I fight it if I would have to break a bond?I miss the days when s**t doesn’t mean s**tThe days I had nothing to break or beatNow I’m all .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/I-Maxwell/1695404/ My thoughts... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/I-Maxwell/1695388/ It was a Sunday afternoon. Hot sun, bright day, dusty atmosphere inthe month of March. Everyone had skimpy and really loose clothing on so as toreduce the effect of heat, yes, it was that hot. So, there I was, a young man,looking all fresh and clean, appropriately dressed for the weather in sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/I-Maxwell/1695382/ It looked so bleak from afarWhat was it? Stray orabandoned?With a closer look, I felt coldand sourThis level of monstrositywould not be condonedSo, meddling withoutthinking got me a stern lookWhich was supposed to mean‘Stay back, don’t be a fool’Ho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/I-Maxwell/1693322/ Attitude goes a long way in definingsomeoneWhether gentle or calm or rude orstubbornLashing out without knowing the otherperson’s thoughtsAs long as you believe you are right,it is never your faultAlways having a reason for everythingRarely wrong, if at all, and rar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/I-Maxwell/1693312/ It’s painful to seeloved ones crySometimes I wish Icould just take off and flyJust to get away fromtroubles and worriesAnd listen to happyending storiesBut you just can’tescape life’s hurdlesThe pain and sorrowthat comes as puzzlesThat ends in bl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/I-Maxwell/1693309/ Nowhere to run, left with no up the sleeve aceLove was creeping up on me from last placeMy legs are weak,Mouth too heavy to speakWall of my heart, brought down while at its peakI fell in love hard and she meant everything to meSo, why do I feel hurt when I think about it?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/I-Maxwell/1693303/ How beautiful yellow is! Truly uplifting.I see yellow and I think flashy, sunshine, happiness. Illuminating.I see a colour of mind and intellect, optimism and reason.Though you get the sense of envy, betrayal and jealousy.But I look at anything yellow and I get this trace of hope and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/I-Maxwell/1677819/ I wake up from my long sleep, looked around while stretching my feetI try to lose myself in my thoughts and think about my just concluded dream I thought I was at a cinema seeing a movie because my room was cool and dimly litBut before long, I was deep. Deep in my thoughtsI was .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/I-Maxwell/1677818/