http://slow.writerscafe.org/Micheni The original writings of author Bryan Micheni en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776048313 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The sorrow that follows loss cannot be explained. But it is all consuming http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/1588852/ And of these wizened proclamationsOf my wisdom, and my doomYou would come to meet me hither,In your chambers, in your home...Try fill with fear and admirationWith admonition of my fateAnd tell me that I've been chosenTo be damned for kindred's sake.Threaten drag me to your HadesTaunt with tortures, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/1021934/ The great divideAnd of my merriment inside, I'd know despair in thousand faces...To be, or else another timeTo live, and dance, and breathe free air,And of my endless inhibitionsBreak my mold of hapless glory...Split me into halves, or quartersFor my hopeless heart and mind...Exone.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/1004594/ So recognize my ambivalenceAs my one redeeming grace;The one thing that's left as certainIn my fragile diamond heart.Let me sit on stool forgottenIn this maelstrom of a barDrown the joys out with the sorrowsForget what's from the inside...But, maybe this half drunk perceptionShows me truth in cleare.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/954954/ So marvel at this warped perspectiveAnd recognise the futility of timeQuench the hopeless with despair’s delightAnd know me as emptyHow could I possibly see myself as worthlessIn my self-exaltation?Immolate this sense, and soul, and ciderAnd down the firewhisky of y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/836313/ Sit down, and smile, if for a whileAnd reminisce with me:Of air and angels, stars and skiesEchoing through our dreams,And drown our sorrows one last timeWithout elixir's need...The glory days of pride and honour;The golden heart of endless valour;The kiss beyond the lips...And maybe then by some las.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/818742/ So, behold the perfect.The Virgin's greater substituteOf Love, of Hope, of Faith, With halo lighting unkissed lipsIn evenlight of dusk...And tarnishing the picture standsThe overlooked, the Faithless sod,The undeserving frail, The bashful heart that cannot say"I love you" to her fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/811184/ See the stars as shattered sunsets;Eyes just holes in front of head;Conscience, show of hopeless treason;Logic as lovers' demise...Sweetened pills of introspectionLay these weary hearts to sleep,And in wordless profligationNever wake from Morpheus' arms.Kill the hopeless and abandone.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/810782/ Maybe this play rebuttal'sBeing gnawing at this conscience...False equivocation to the Immutable,To see, and be, but never changeAnd compound all in neat little boxesBuried in dim-lit recess of memoirs...Velvet sheets to capture fancy,Impassive heart to tear your soul...Hedonistic pl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/800530/ Poetry's finesse, and culture's glazeHopelessness with helplessness, and resurrect my painShow the secrets kept within your headTell me all of everything,And sate within words' nothingness...Half-eaten chocolate box,Lingerie mixed in with the socksAnd keep vindictive hope aliveThe pi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/799155/ Seat me on a throne of hearts,And lofty praise adorn my brow, Inflate this head to Atlas' loadAnd forget my mortality...Angels come in many guises; Mine, more subtle than the restAnd with all this exaltationWho but blind would not see halo?I am the one whose name is whisperedIn clo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/787711/ Torture me into subserveAnd never question want for less...Dim this passion in oppression,And twist knife in back deeper...Robe in sackcloth and forgetfulness...Hollow out pouring heart...And you, my play Anubis, deem Me fit prisoner of your hades...Flitting rumours pass the challeng.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/787685/ Find a place within your heartFor this one…Draw it from within this chest,And tear it from my precaution,And from stealing what should be yours,Make me whole…Fill it with your living bloodAnd take mine own morass away…Let me dance to piper's.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/784991/ Let's have the burger and friesAnd realise Fate.Psychoanalyse allAnd know Inadequacies Slathered in pleasure-sauceOf short-time existence,We realise Death shall come soon...Clog up life-veins,And hope for distorted perspectiveTo help us through, if for nought more;Fatten u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/765651/ Grey seems beOnly spectral component of reality...When technicolour seems washed away,And faded into nothingness,All that remains is the haze through whichThese eyes see you. Which callous heart dressed in imperial blackConducted ceremony for our death? Did smiles and laughs really r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/750166/ The late-night calls from itinerant stations,Confusion, and realisation a second later;Steal away my old hopes and fearsAnd barter them with new...Guitar chords of existenceAnd strum your way throughout my soul.Resonate here, and know my gladnessIs localised within this moments...Liv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/750162/ Paint a picture of thousand lives, Each within a thousand words, But, let no tales be spoken...Indifference chills these haughty bonesAnd from this throne of mine in mindBe conquered. Useless minds, and useless heartsFrom useless people drawn.And autotune of life's careerCompared .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/745756/ Rip out my soul...Keep it from meBe my private Persephone,And hold my essence, until it cringesOr dies...Mete out such horror on my waking heartThat it shall not break, but be no more.Show me the quintessence of you.Drag me into your underworld,Where truth and lies aren't mutually exclusive;Where em.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/725925/ Sweeten now what's left of sorrow.Burden me with all, again,And let me care not of tomorrow...Today's here, so we'll remainLost in tragic, slow confusionWith nothing left to feel, but wordsAnd with it all, an illusionOf being one, on different worlds.Oh, i wish you were here with me,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/705530/ A Ruthless existence,Within bounds and limits,But still Ruthless, all the same...Question the basis of love and delight,And realise that mortality is frought with hazardsOf etching a name, past last Heartbeat...Take me, your epitaph,Immortal, within a sense,And inscribe your name,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/702973/ This is what we have become:Disapawntments with heads held high,And you, my queen, torn from your king...Sweet straight line drawn, and castle's honourForgotten... Not for a while,But seemingly for good...And i, once knighted in your nobility,No longer stands on the board of your heart.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/701460/ A statement, silently spokenIn chilling tones, and measured breath;Of fear irrational, and future, bleak,Still holding to my senses...Selfish this short life has been,But alas! it cannot remain...All because of those three words,"Gone for good"... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/701453/ Paradox exists in all, and it was begging too much to ignore... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Micheni/701451/