http://slow.writerscafe.org/beyondblindness The original writings of author Suhas Gotla en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776006237 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 There are no blue skies here,Not much outside our closed doors.Inside, we breathe, we breed, we thrive.Inside - we are rotten.There are no blue skies here,Just heat, flashes and rust.Our eyes are made for dark roomsNot for the world of dust.There are no blue skies here,But blue light’s abound .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beyondblindness/1719034/ On the great infinite, or the illusion of it. Time, space, existence, perspective, etc. Is it not ironic that infinity is portrayed by closed loops? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beyondblindness/1719031/ Ticking away, the continuous snigger of timeEach a miscarried moment that could’ve.A steady trickle of clean water into the muck of days decayed.An incessant ransom callWake up, It’s time to give upThe grass is always greener when you’re blind.Somewhere, somehow, I’ve lost th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beyondblindness/1718416/ Across the glass, in ways evoking a splashing stream, A purpose of motion foremost, a spatter of perpetual sunset. Erased only to appear again, flourishes - each different,Each aspiring to the perfect illusion of a natural occurring,A clockwork succession of success and failure - co habiting t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beyondblindness/1718414/