http://slow.writerscafe.org/Merry The original writings of author Mary en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775969850 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Spontaneous words straight from the heart. Words from an empty soul that desires to see a world with Just and Hope. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merry/2766083/ This poem is an answer to the 17th century Metaphysical poet John Donne's Poem, "Sonnet 107- Death, Not be proud.” http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merry/2149587/ This poem is based on a true incident were a Boy of 19 killed his own father,mother and his sister when he was asked by them not to play PUB-G.Addiction to online games has become a profound issue. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merry/2067251/ And there she lay's dead,her child is unheard!And there she lay's dead,leaving her child in the land of sorrows.And there she lay's dead,mother-less, oh..child you are,the apple of his eyes!!!And there she lay's dead,the red wine dripping from her arms,her child weeping in her breast!He takes her aw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merry/2006927/ Those scary eyes, Stare at me;Those wicked looks, alarm my heart;I'm being stoked , Stoked at every step I take;He know's me; knows me more than any one;I'm Scared ; Rather Frightened;Am I fantasizing or is it he who's seducing me?I see him; Dark as jet black with a heavy Scythe in his hand.I'm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merry/1754910/  I See her seeing herself,I See her Frustrated,I See her in vain,Now she has her Heart Heavy,Heavy enough to break me down,She Lifts a stone,And breaks me down.Well nothing has happened to her,but Her in Me,Cracks seen  all over her face,Well,she doesn't realize; she is One.Not many as she.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merry/1744686/