http://slow.writerscafe.org/Priyashrav The original writings of author Priyashrav en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776282393 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It's a poem about the supernatural or paranormal activities which occur around us manifesting in the form of ghosts or ghouls. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Priyashrav/690584/ It's a poem which reflects how different the viewpoints of two persons can be,even if they are looking at the same things. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Priyashrav/676890/ It's a simple poem I wrote way back in 2009. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Priyashrav/666619/ As I crawled away,A hand approached,And pulled me out,From the remains,Of hopes and desires,A moment in darkness,And then light usurps, The world of life,Welcomes me back,As abyss bids farewell,So sure of me,to come back one day,The dark and deathly,Is behind me now,For now life chose me,To see.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Priyashrav/655537/ The flames rose high,And devoured the world,Bricks and stones,And flesh and bones,Charred and scorched,Wane to nihility,Structures which onceInvade the skies,Now bite the dust,As they descendTo the chasms.Where stood onceMen and women,Ambitions and hopes,Fears and denial,Now lie reticent.But I among.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Priyashrav/655536/ For all it ends with a flash,A bolt of lightning leaping forward,And stripping you of all you have,Leaving behind cries and moans,Empty speeches and words of praise,Regrets of what could have been,Lament over what did happen.But I saw it otherwise,A shadow embracing me from behind,As she whispered s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Priyashrav/644392/ I wield the deathly disciple,In those trembling hands of mine,And descending down the depths,Of the bestial brutality,I prepared myself,for the hellish deed,An act so demeaning,That the furious flames of remorse,Will inflict on me the pain,As I would seek redemption.The man who lies before me,Helple.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Priyashrav/644390/ It has been a long time,Since I was pitted against the evils,And doomed to chase them,Across the caverns of my mind,I traced their every step.I have been behind them,For so long that I lost my motives,Yet an unknown feeling,Of disgust, distrust and despise,Fuels me against them.They taunt me as I pr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Priyashrav/644384/ I saw in despair,As the eternal springs of hope,Dried before me, And blood and sweat and tears.Filled its void.I heard in fear,As the soothing songs of joy,Stopped somewhere,And I sensed a snare,As it crept on me.I felt the disgust,As the breezing solemn wind,Came to a halt,And the howls of the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Priyashrav/644381/