http://slow.writerscafe.org/rebel99 The original writings of author Sriparna en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776073781 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 About the journey of every souls that fight their own battles which is known by none. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebel99/1971983/ A poem dedicated to Kashmir, you will always be special to me. Written while had a halt near a park in pahalgam, as I was a bit ill, stayed inside the car. Glad. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebel99/1967335/ About a lost love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebel99/1963439/ All the way yet not long .You travelled  and crumbled , Cant find me ?  There I am Hanging with the cherries , Fainted with the summer leaves . Dance beneath your happy sky , I'm in the tickling rain, Bringing lights and sounds , And something that actuat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebel99/1884228/ Oh moon why dont you light up my night sky, Oh moon why you hide after the clouds, Oh smoky sky , You scare me every now and then, You aint real, Thats what I say To myself, That's why i pray To the tyrant Let the light come out , come out ;Before my wonderer mind faints and scre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebel99/1808792/ Something the heart shows ,Something the eyes hide ,Sometimes the ocean is dark blue ,But the waves are so high,Those touch the shore ,Leave so fast and free ,Some sees how its letting go ,Some says beauty of the sea. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebel99/1790415/ The morning breeze wakes her up every morning, played with her messy hair,touches her tired eye lashes , kisses her leaving all its fragrance,comfy her in hot or in cold , as if it loved her from the top to bottom,since years till forever. Still it couldn't be the one with whom in her mind she wake.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebel99/1748073/ She looked over the window lying in bed ...,Looking at sky ,she found a star ,The only one could read her heart ,She stared and stared,She could feel her body at ease on the bed ...,but the soul wasn't there ...,far away gone with the wind...,Every night it travels the innert town ,F.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebel99/1731994/ If growing up doesn't let you be desperate to demand a bigger scoop in the ice cream stall then don't grow up ,If growing up doesn't let you jump onto the front window side seat in the bus then don't grow up,If growing up doesn't let you tie up your sweater around your waist while running out i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebel99/1708165/ Her best friend : "stop causing pain to yourself.you deserve to be happy." She : "I'm just fearing to be too much happy and ending up having those nightmares once again. Happiness is sure but momentary and pain is truth." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebel99/1707018/ The night may seem dark and long, but it is a night ,The day break is obvious, when you can catch the glimpse of the sunlight; When the wind will wake up, your heart will carry you to the destination you longed for, Then why the heart cries every night, despite knowing this has to happen? .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebel99/1706362/ Away from home ,she looked over the window ,It was midnight ,the clock tended to strike 12.She saw hundreds of lanterns over the bluish black sky ,Her twinkiling eyes couldnt hide her urge to spread her wings .A drop of tear rolled over her cheek,This wasn't of unhappiness .She just knew.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebel99/1706234/ Suddenly it feels claustrophobic, like you can barely breathe in,Suddenly the toxicity of the mundane life clearly screams out and in,Suddenly there you don't even find the meaning of living a mechanical, bossy life ;Suddenly it just kills you inside ,And you go out under the open sky ,Wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebel99/1706180/