http://slow.writerscafe.org/Winter17 The original writings of author Winter en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775986002 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 For the person who I knew for three days and opened my eyes to the world. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/2083246/ Questions we still ask ourselves from time to time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/2083241/ SORRY IF I MADE YOU CRY OR ANYTHING! Please comment though. Story belongs to me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/1944496/ Sometimes I wonderWhere are you?Are you in the fields?Rolling in the green grassOr in the sea?Playing with the playful wavesPerhaps in the sky?Dancing among the soft windSometimes I wonderWhat are you doing?Are you writing?A pen scratching at plain paperOr you are painting?A brush stroking white can.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/1934469/ Probably every students dream when the exams are coming to a close. The poem belongs to me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/1917493/ "How dare you!"He flinched at the sharp words. Lips quivering, hands trembling, chest rising and falling mightily, voice cracking. His eyes grew hard, blazing with the flames of pure anguish and anger.*Wait... they weren't his eyes- it was his own eyes on his flesh and blood.*"How dare you!?" she ch.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/1894382/ One smooth stride, she gracefully glided across the ice. A cold playful breeze nipped at her cheeks, leaving a rosy hue to her skin. Her long blond hair flew fluttered in the breeze. Her silver blades scratched against the thick frozen lake. Sparkling snowflakes join her in her dance like little whi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/1890190/ Three colours I can see http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/1883730/ To be loved and broken http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/1882073/ When life turn against one, black thoughts screams into one's mind http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/1879812/ Perhaps they may not be what they may seem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/1868824/ Someone once said to me Sticks and stones may break my bones But words will never hurt me Then tell why words cut the deepestAnother one said to me Time heals all woundsThen tell whyWounds are still there Someone else said to me Heart is the strongest muscle in the bo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/1851593/ Sometimes when we hate someone, we just want them to burn. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/1842241/ Can the broken ones be mended?Can the wounded ones be healed?Can the heartless ones be loved?Can the frozen ones be melted?Can the dead ones be revived?Can the lonely ones be popular?Can the vengeful ones be forgiving?Can the guilty ones be innocent?Can hearts like mine be saved? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/1833963/ A little something that me and my classmate came up with for our poster. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/1831328/ He could hear the loud bangs of gunshots, getting closer and closer. Feet pattered frantically around the house as he ran up the stairs into his room. The door almost flew off its hinges when he barged through it, panting. He grabbed a rucksack that sat on his bed, shoving anything important into it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/1830992/ Just be quiet And close your eyes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter17/1830988/ You are my sunshine, my only sunshineYou make me happy when skies are greyYou never know, dear, how much I love youPlease don't take my sunshine away"Why do you sing a children song?" I always asked. You cocked your head to one side in confusion. 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