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		<description>The original writings of author guljan</description>
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			<title>art</title>
			<description>We walk around the city&amp;nbsp;looking at art and graffitiMy heart sinks at one point at the unexpressed emotions I've been feeling lately&amp;nbsp;I wanna cry&amp;nbsp;But instead I just push it back and denyand bring back my smileI haven&amp;rsquo;t seen you in a whileand I wanna enjoy our time to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Guljan/1962420/</link>
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			<title>Untitled </title>
			<description>Now I&amp;rsquo;ve been telling myself that I can find better from the get-goBut my heart just isn't getting the memo&amp;nbsp;Trying to convince myself that you&amp;rsquo;re not even all that, nothing special&amp;nbsp;Not at my level&amp;nbsp;So why should I settle?What can I say, guess you just got to meI didn't make..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Guljan/1961490/</link>
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			<title>Untitled (so far)</title>
			<description>Can you see what's going on in my heartA fire's burning, that&amp;rsquo;s been there from the startI must now unleash and invite it&amp;nbsp;Too tired, I can't anymore, fight it&amp;nbsp;My power, pushed down for eons, put on trial and burned at the stake&amp;nbsp;We cannot even comprehend the centuries of heartach..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Guljan/1961116/</link>
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			<title>It was that way </title>
			<description>Our song comes on and instantly I'm transported to what feels like lifetimes ago,&amp;nbsp;which is probably when we first metA deep sadness comes over meYour smell, your embrace that enveloped me like a glove,&amp;nbsp;your lips that felt should never part from mineI listen to it twice, three tim..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Guljan/1960529/</link>
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			<title>love</title>
			<description>I'm in love with loving youYour smile, the thought alone is enough to sustain me for daysMy body tingles&amp;nbsp;My heart quickens&amp;nbsp;I lose focus of my surroundings&amp;nbsp;Time and space evaporate&amp;nbsp;Walking around in a dazeWhat have you done to me?-if there's anything that will make you feel alive,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Guljan/1960502/</link>
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			<title>Designed</title>
			<description>Draw meContour meMould meCarve meCut meCrop meResizeandPerfect meTell me how to walk;&amp;nbsp; with just enough sway in my hips&amp;nbsp;and how to sit; legs crossed, preferablyTell me how to dress; casual, but sexy, but not too revealing, because nobody likes a skankI should talk just loud enough to appea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Guljan/1960495/</link>
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			<title>let go</title>
			<description>Don't be so strongFall apart&amp;nbsp;and let me see your woundsYou're not alone,we can help each other&amp;nbsp;and re-build ourselves slowly.I'll hold your hand and with you,&amp;nbsp;explore&amp;nbsp;every hidden corner&amp;nbsp;that got caught in the battle&amp;nbsp;and infuse it with love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Guljan/1960486/</link>
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			<title>To my child</title>
			<description>You were a catalyst for me to jumpinto and embody everything I was ever meant to beAnd for that, I am eternally grateful&amp;nbsp;For you are God and already know itPure perfectionThe life force moves through you and it is incredible to witnessI cannot take credit for anything&amp;nbsp;and..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Guljan/1960485/</link>
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			<title>po-em</title>
			<description>I sit with the intention of writing a poem,but nothing.&amp;nbsp;Disappointmentand frustration begin to ariseAnd then, the realization that LIFE is the embodiment of poetry in motionit makes me laughIt is all around me...Another reminder of how&amp;nbsp;inspiration is&amp;nbsp;divinely orche..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Guljan/1960483/</link>
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			<title>Old love</title>
			<description>Why are you here again?Just when I thought you'd left, againYour not so subtle reemergence slightly alerts meIt's said that what you resist persists,&amp;nbsp;But how to let go?You creep back into my mindPretend to love mePretend to have my best interests at heartAnd every time, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Guljan/1960481/</link>
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			<title>The Song</title>
			<description>It moves me.This song.Everything else in the background fades and my heart feels like it&amp;rsquo;s beating out of my chestIt's hypnoticI'm not usually the poetic kind,&amp;nbsp;But this song,it's calling me to faraway places that I've never been to before&amp;nbsp;except in my body&amp;nbsp;memo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Guljan/1960479/</link>
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			<title>5am musings </title>
			<description>There's nothing romantic about being a martyr&amp;nbsp;but just let me love you for a little bitI'll consider it a defeat if you're able to bring down your walls long enough to get a tasteand maybe,that&amp;rsquo;ll be sufficient,but likely, not.&amp;nbsp;I'll sacrifice myself in the name of love,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Guljan/1960465/</link>
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			<title>Over Before it Began...</title>
			<description>Stop blowing up my phone with your textsI barely even read 'em, I'm like &quot;next...&quot;What can I say, it's done, it's overAnd moreover,the feelings have faded,no longer feeling suffocated&amp;nbsp;You had your chance, actually a fewThe next won't be as lucky as youI opened up to you like n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Guljan/1960463/</link>
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			<title>No apologies</title>
			<description>I kind of, sort of, wear my heart on my sleeveDoes that make you wanna leave?Is it a turn off that I'm so open?Do you think I&amp;rsquo;m broken?Truth is, I don't know any other way&amp;nbsp;to exist&amp;nbsp;but here's the twist&amp;nbsp;let me confide; my heart is my guideAnd although pain and h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Guljan/1960460/</link>
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			<title>Where are you</title>
			<description>I keep buying pretty new bedsheetshoping you'll come byso I can lay&amp;nbsp;in your arms&amp;nbsp;while we listen to all our favourite songsbut night&amp;nbsp;after night&amp;nbsp;I go to bed&amp;nbsp;alone</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Guljan/1960456/</link>
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			<title>Union </title>
			<description>Always trying to play it smallbut your eyes say it allI know you're feeling me&amp;nbsp;It's pretty easy to see&amp;nbsp;how much you want this, badly&amp;nbsp;The connection is there, mental and spiritual&amp;nbsp;Shall we move into the physical &amp;nbsp;and make it even more personal?Be sure that o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Guljan/1960447/</link>
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