http://slow.writerscafe.org/manasgr88 The original writings of author monster of self-consciousness en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776037660 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The ProphecyThe strings controlled by fate entangled..Sorrowful destinies of extinguished fires..Angels with bloodied, rotten claws..Sinister, playing the pulchritudinous lyre..The deluded wait for their fallacious salvation..Of events serendipitous, plagued by superstition..The Ea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/manasgr88/1981112/ Who am I? ..The answer eludes me, I don’t know..Something so easy, yet its all in the dark..Nothing beyond a name appears..Am I the shell I wore to escape the past?..Or am I the one who disappeared..Once a mask was worn?..My mind is numb, heart silent..And soul, into many pie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/manasgr88/1956633/ A winter's touch, a frosty kiss..A heart made of ice..A small knife behind her back..And words full of lies..She waits for me..A little close, closer than ever..A breath that smells of roses..Trying so hard, but can't resist..A drop of blood in the snows..She calls for me..I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/manasgr88/1956628/ I want to go to that place..Where I can hold on to you so tight..So that even if the nights get colder..The warmth we share..Would be enough for us to live by..I want to go to that place..Where happiness may not always reside..But even if the sun isn't shining..As bright as we hope.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/manasgr88/1956618/ Whilst the clouds float away, ever so slowly..The sun still shines, though on the verge of setting..Is that akin to the reason why..Some things changed while the others couldn't?..Because even as this bright light..Eventually gives way to the cool night..Lulling me into the sleep's arms... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/manasgr88/1955412/ Snow crystals.. each is so beautiful.. each is so unique..So different..Yet they all share one single trait..They can only thrive in the cold..The warmth only makes them melt..Tarnishing the beauty.. Eating them away, until nothing is left..That's why..That's why, I think kindness can .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/manasgr88/1954701/ The fault lies not with the fate..For even the stars die in the end.. We reap what we sow..Oblivion and endless sorrow.. It is what it is..A sword that doesn't cut..A wound that doesn't hurt..Stains! Stains! Stains of ichor..Or is it the soundless cries..Drowned in gold liquor..T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/manasgr88/1954699/ So many words left unsaid..Words about you, about her, about him, and about me..Because the lines were blurred, and the knots undone..No wonder our paths forked out, diverging into different directions..So vastly different, you couldn’t even hear me shout..Or maybe you would have sai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/manasgr88/1954509/ The distance that separates us..I cannot hope to traverse it anymore..Not with these tattered sails of mine..That are now entangled and entwined..With the threads that connected us once..Knots that cannot be undone now..As I drift further away from you..Without the comfort of an anchor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/manasgr88/1954485/