http://slow.writerscafe.org/dante1208 The original writings of author Ascanius en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776087567 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My entrails are dancing,In the middle of a modern ritual;Not even my conscience is willing to feel the Divinity,When I'm confused about my fate.Just the silence can relieve me,From am empty laughing,Whereas the masks are so distorted,In which I don't fit in.Why do I still keep my ancient heart occup.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dante1208/1893387/ Nothing occurs in the ancient temple; Shades are too beautiful, To try falling in love with; I can feel the peace, Dancing around the hall; The Hebrew Divinity is so embracing whereas, I'll visualize my highest mountain. I cannot live surrounded, By an obsolete stigmata; The thorny song is .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dante1208/1893381/ I'm still dancing on red plastic; The Moon is so generous, To offer her goblet to me. I don't try to ley myself go; The repression is too dishonest when, I summon my blue nature. Sometimes, It's easy to set the desires free, In order to get a good communion with the earth; The pleasure has .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dante1208/1893380/ I only wish to become a spirit; Shadows love the sunlight, Like a golden torch, Illuminating a temple. I can only manifest myself, When I'm between the sun and the wind; The laughing is so smooth, When I can dance on her. I only live for the pleasure and wisdom; In which the world is still .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dante1208/1893379/ I don't feel any blood Running through my veins; The pleasure is so embracing that I could get rid of myself. There are no more tears running down from my eyes; Even in sweet times, I can be dishonest with my life. I do not try to catch the fire with my fingers; My soul would be so weak If .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dante1208/1893378/ I'm living around the purple darkness; The illusion comes up in many ways. I'm living among green ropes; My field is still afar from me. It's easy to try being different when, We keep smiling at the same wall, On which nails and sand were erased, From my heart. Flesh and diamond are filling .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dante1208/1893375/ What is Immortality, But the Echo of Honesty? What is Divinity, But the Honesty of the Heart? I wish to feel the purple breeze, When the sun gets joined with the sea; Time is only an excuse we have created, To believe we still exist; Even in hard times, We're not able to see, What we've go.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dante1208/1893374/ I The crumbling sky gets naked the storm, Through the purple night; Lost souls are still looking for a small light, To heal up. I throw myself into the darkness, To reborn among the Fire of a Golden Torch; I wipe out to myself through thorny trees, To keep knowing that, My old heart needs t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dante1208/1893373/ I'm just a loner who smiles in the night's nakedness; I'm just a spirit who unwraps the world's appearance. Among the silence and the shades, I can crown myself, And my eyes will reveal, The unhappiness's true essence. I just ask not being interrupted when, The wind had given his last whisper.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dante1208/1893370/ What else can I do If you still deny your true nature? What else can I say If you're still stabbing to yourself? Not in vain, The Grace is covering us, In which the false kiss is getting naked, For submerging us Into the abyss. Let's revive the Old Divinity! Let's awake the New Tablets! T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dante1208/1893369/ I have come to swim In your red veins again; The song is silent Among the twisted shadows. Do not try to disturb the intensity By following the common sounds; The love will be more honest If you let your feelings go. A god's mirror is made to reborn In which a goblet's fire isn't enough T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dante1208/1893360/ Let me swim throughthe fire river! Your lips are sweeter than the honey! Let's dance at the Arabian night's music! The heart beatings are claiming for a naked ritual! Even in a hidden temple, The gods will be willing to come along, And sing an old psalm; Whereas through my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dante1208/1893355/ I only feel hungerfor the stones and the wind;Never an inspiration is more than enough,And the senses are much alive whenThe night is crying with anyone's wrath.I'm walking over thorns and bloodIn which the pleasure is just a song For an eternal dance;Fire and earth are the n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dante1208/1893354/