http://slow.writerscafe.org/pashbaalish The original writings of author O C en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776016738 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A love song http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pashbaalish/1882266/ Faces so dolled up on such a gloomy day,Pristine in black dresses and cloaks,Down the path under drooping autumn leavesThey walk between forgotten souls.Arm-in-arm marching on to the mellow tuneSoldiers armed for the fray,The fragrance of the dead's wreath masksThe memory of lifeless clay.Mahogany c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pashbaalish/1882191/ All of us live with our past. All of us allow it to shape our future. But some of us know how to shrug the past. I think that is who I am. (set in talibani afghanistan) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pashbaalish/1881816/