http://slow.writerscafe.org/ako The original writings of author ako en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776043585 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 In the city of dark clouds and steamy streets, along came two brothers.One the older onegrabbed six stones from the cracked groundand threw them as hard as he can to thesmog stacked dark clouded gloomy sky.The other one, younger,stood still in front of dirty and filthy lake that it has become.A.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ako/714523/ You were in lying mood, as usual.Not that I cared..Not I adore it less but much.You always had your ways.Your neck leaned back for the eve of yourposture that you always had.Moving of your ankle back and forth,around and around for hint of a tepid wind.Your champagne sparkle.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ako/714455/ Sebastian…         Sebastian…my friend.Do you hear it? …      Do you hear it at all, Sebastian.The night that was stripped apart.The night that ravaged and torned apart.Can you re.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ako/714089/ Can you create your past?Can you remind me of your presence?Can you remember your future? my pure dearest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ako/713873/ Oh.. the night, the empty night.Thunderous desire and jagged striped soul.Forever that faulters in this cold autmn night.The sky swirls again and again likecircle of 3feet enlightened chaos.The dark and wet tunnel there I lay,and the same old man that wakes me up every night.As I move my weight of t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ako/713191/ Her eyes were dark blueish green.Her hair and skin so pale like empty soul.She always knew the beginning of beginning.She looked straight into my heart.Montionless yet little elagant postures.She said,"Am I awaken by this anarchy of concealment?"  I stood...sa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ako/712951/