http://slow.writerscafe.org/hueytaruc09 The original writings of author Litheos Ennius Taruc en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776070319 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I was born with a Spark in my Soul.No, my Soul IS the Spark.It tells me that all is well;That there is hope;That nothing in this world is completely evil.Some have tried to snuff it out.Others, just left it as it is.Most, however, fueled it;Made it burn even brighter;Turned it to something more.To.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hueytaruc09/1796600/ Three times I was promised something,Three times I was denied.I want to blame people for their insolence,For their false hopes,For their short-mindedness.I want to let my emotions run free,So that they can seeThat while I'm gentle in natureI too have power as deep and as mysterious as the ocean:Sere.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hueytaruc09/1795057/ Sometimes, I see myself apart from the world, wandering in an endless sea of people. This poem shares such perspective. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hueytaruc09/1795055/ What if words are magical, and that whatever you say can directly influence our physical existence:Saying "Part" will move the oceans,Saying "Burn" will engulf something in flames,Saying "Fly" will have you swimming in the clouds,and saying "Dig" will make the earth obey?What if words are alive.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hueytaruc09/1795054/ To people who consider me different, here is my response... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hueytaruc09/1790760/ There are times when I ask myself: "Why do I even desire to help other people? It's already a burden to help myself." This poem is my answer. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hueytaruc09/1790755/ Most of the people I know are always on-line, always in the rush. Is there a time when they stop and just stare on the night sky? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hueytaruc09/1790754/ I wrote this when I was still in college. Again, just a spur of the moment. :-) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hueytaruc09/1790753/ I wrote this poem with a deep desire to help out a friend. He wasn't the kind who'd open up, simply because of what life has brought to him. Nonetheless, his being withdrawn didn't stop me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hueytaruc09/1790750/ I wrote this poem as an outlet from an incident in the office. Things weren't as smooth-sailing back then, and every criticism I got felt like a deep cut in my ego. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hueytaruc09/1790749/