http://slow.writerscafe.org/niko381 The original writings of author Niko en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776200743 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This whole zombie killing thing? Not half as easy as all the movies make it look. I nearly got myself bitten, charging a zombie with the biggest kitchen knife I could find; I swung hard for a classic decapitation, and I'm sure you can imagine my surprise when the knife barely made it a couple inche.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/niko381/809584/ :O http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/niko381/809502/ A book :O http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/niko381/809489/ It is my firm affirmation that all of mankind's wants and "needs" are governed by the single emotion of fear. Why do people buy alarm clocks? They fear being late. Why do they spend money on such extravagant houses? They fear being looked down upon by their neighbors. Why do they donate t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/niko381/772747/ Out into the distance he stares,     stroking his goateeWords echoing in his head:     "She's back home, waiting for me."Weeks and months spent,     amidst the turbulent seaWith one redeeming thought:     "She's back hom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/niko381/723027/ It was always the quiet ones who never found a place with everyone else; who never managed to fit in, or laugh when everyone else laughed.  It was always the quiet ones who had to fend for themselves, because society offered no helping hand.  I was the quiet one.Sitting on the bus each day.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/niko381/681199/ Just decided to enter a 6-word poetry contest and see if I could come up with some creative presentation or something, for the poem.... it's surprisingly difficult to write a poem in 6 words! :P http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/niko381/681188/ I tooka walk to the park one day,            The park where the flowerslay;A visit, I thought, to my love I’d pay,            And “I love you,” to her Iwoul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/niko381/680831/ Hello world!There you are.All around me,You're so far.Like six billion others,I find myself aloneAnd like six billion others,I'm lost with no truth shown.How so many can be blind,I can only hope to imagine.If only someone was kind http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/niko381/655603/ I won't lie to you; I have no idea what I'm doing here.  I have no idea where I'm going, or what I can do.  I've learned that nothing can change the past, and that's that.  I've learned that even the best of friendships can be torn apart, if you try hard enough.  Most of al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/niko381/648111/ I won't lie to you; I have no idea what I'm doing here.  I have no idea where I'm going, or what I can do.  I've learned that nothing can change the past, and that's that.  I've learned that even the best of friendships can be torn apart, if you try hard enough.  Most of all, I'v.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/niko381/647698/ **To the tune of "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/niko381/637658/ The great bleak black expanse Winking, twinkling, with ephemeral globes of hope; Guiding lights lit, only in our darkest hour. Come the illuminate enlightenment heralded by the Dawn of Man, however, Guiding lights retreat to darkness, Leaving Man blinded in his own light, Decidedly alone left to wan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/niko381/636123/ Solemn gray colors and solemn gray gold,Made up the paint on this new house of old.Colors the same as the cold, hard ground,Made up the paint of this whole damned town.Inside sits our protagonist, a gray husk of man,Who sits and abides by ev-ery plan.Takes care not to act, or think on .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/niko381/621592/ I’m clutching my weapon ever so tighter,I never saw myself as much of a fighter,I wish that this backpack was just a bit lighter,            Asthe drums draw near. I’ve never seen battle before .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/niko381/621579/