http://slow.writerscafe.org/Sherwette The original writings of author Sherwette en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775993789 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I have exhausted all my efforts to make you mine You are not mine  I included you in all my dreamsYou tried to resistFailed. Once and twiceMy all was your temporary illusion You couldn’t resist But just for a whileAnd t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/1496637/ Take the right or the left? Right or left?You think that’s the right is the right.And who said the left should be left out?If you keep taking the right as the right, the left will surpriseyou.No doubt.Yup, that’s right. The left.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/1070353/ How to get to start when all you look for is the past? You tilt your head and look back. Do you think what if?Or do you wonder about that different path? You can’t look back. Trust me, you are not the only one. All others are loathing in silence. You can only he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/1070347/ An artistic licenseScramble as you goToss it all down Have a sluggish lookNo one cares, you know? Break the rules An artistic license No one gave it to me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/1062701/ They really never told you.You never knew when you were young.That this day when you grow up is the day when little bylittle the angel in you diminishes and so the demon in you emerges.They never told you the mistakes you will make you willnever be a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/1062700/ The darkest thing you could thinkIn a day that was nothing but dullTurned around to be so brightWith a tiny small tiny light in mindThat flashed for just a momentBut showed how much of a blindThe mind was defined http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/1004639/ Something about pearlsSomething about pearls makes me smileAn innocence of a little girl holding some flowersSomething about pearlsThey shineYet in a classy way they alignSomething about pearlsThey are bright and fineSomething about pearlsThe purity they serveSomething about pearlsThe touch of softn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/988053/ I look down at the ground and all I can see is the shovel in my hand digging some more. I can’t stop. I can feel all the adrenaline running through my veins. I am not sure why I am digging that fast or why I am doing it. No one was home. No one was around. It was just my garden’s chair s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/987641/ All you got to do is start and finishWhat happens in between is what makes you grow or diminishWhen you walk away before the finishing lineIt wouldn’t matter at all what you have sweatedBut if you have made it all the way to the lineEven if you have failed and didn’t become a winnerNever.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/979373/ "Mini Saga: A short story told in exactly 50 words. Not 49. Not 51." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/967928/ "Mini Saga: A short story told in exactly 50 words. Not 49. Not 51." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/965634/ Mini Saga: A short story told in exactly 50 words. Not 49. Not 51. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/962887/ I do not know. I do not know. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/960229/ If you asked about the crystal thingThat I thinkI will only think about the crystal sandThat made us think how much of it is leftAnd how much will it lastWe have too little of itWe can't blend, brittle a bit and sometimes bendWe have too much of itWe can't standIf you asked about the crystal thingI .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/846626/ The untold truth that is yearned for is widely adhered to when pleasure takes place but when disappointments draws the line it’s rejected, it’s denied and it’s revolted against. The untold truth when buried for long gets engraved into obsessive behavior that causes arrogance on the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/820305/ Some things I don’t getAnd some things I getFor those that I betI don’t forgetI may take on a leap but not let a peep make me stopFor that I take a restBut not like the restWho fall in the nestSo I suggestNot let the guest take away your bestDon’t sweat the testIt’s only a se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/814283/ For years, I had that window structured; structured in the middle, at the center, right in the heart of the whole world. It was beautiful, full of life. I could hear the sound of the laughter the serenity all without a cry.Day after day, I watched through that window. I stop, stare and dream. It had.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/813675/ For some reason making sense doesn't make senseWithout confusion there is no defusionThe chart wouldn’t get drawn spontaneouslyThe eyes wouldn’t see the bubbles flurtBut the connection is somewhere in betweenVeiled to the naked eyeBelieved by the heartNot revealed for assertion.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/806794/ Just leaveJust leaveme aloneIt’s notthe time to redefineLeaveI am aloneAnd I amhappy with the way I amOkay, maybenot happyBut I amnot hurting eitherI have gotenoughI have beenhurt enoughI need mypeaceI need my pieceof meIf I don.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/804803/ "Mini Saga: A short story told in exactly 50 words. Not 49. Not 51." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/804728/ Let it go Let it slipFor all you know It didn’t existLet it leave So you can achieveYou believedIt’s faster to walk aloneSo, postponeLet it blowLet it go http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/804084/ The wheel rolledFor the first time, it was so fast, so excitingAnd when it crashed, it wasn’t so goodIt was haunting, it lasted for longFor the second time, it rolled even fasterThe wheel was excited for the thrillIt wanted to roll till it flies above the groundIt crashedIt wasn’t haunti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/803417/ "Mini Saga: A short story told in exactly 50 words. Not 49. Not 51." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/799725/ It went to a wasteAll this time haswent to a wasteI wanted to try thetasteJust in caseAnd run to the nextplaceGet ahead in the raceBut I am trappedFeeling like justbeing slapped http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/798590/ ExceptionalExcept that it is unacceptableBecause average is in demandFor those born to consumeAnd not willing to presumeCreating a brand new brandExceptionalBecomes defeatedIn the eyes of who don’t believeIn investing on achieversExceptionalWill be depleted if it keeps on being mistreated http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/791502/ "Mini Saga: A short story told in exactly 50 words. Not 49. Not 51." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/761562/ "Mini Saga: A short story told in exactly 50 words. Not 49. Not 51." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/757466/ "Mini Saga: A short story told in exactly 50 words. Not 49. Not 51." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/753997/ "Mini Saga: A short story told in exactly 50 words. Not 49. Not 51." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/753980/ "Mini Saga: A short story told in exactly 50 words. Not 49. Not 51." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/753973/ Mini Saga: A short story told in exactly 50 words. Not 49. Not 51. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/753903/ All omens are pointing to the same directionI know it is also your intentionIt’s so obviousDon’t you act like such an obliviousWe have been through this beforeThis is not what you stand forJust walk away through this doorNo more there is an excuse to stand on this floorBetween you and me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/750325/ Are youasking me to go backward?You meanturn around and not look forward?PlayalongIs thatwhat you call it?Rip thatasset and put it in a rigidTo flowwith a currentOnly onsurface of a silly circusWith thosein practice malpracticeWouldn’tyou want .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/744484/ Sometimes I want to scream “I don’t care”I dream I wasn’t even thereBut in another placeWhere I have some spaceI am not interestedSo don’t waste your timeI squeezed a limeTo talk all the timeTrust me it’s not worth a dimeThis is not an assaultIt’s not your f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/742108/  I think of something elseThat disappeared from my corner shelf  And I wonder if it will ever come my wayWhen what I just did drove it awayBut that’s the risk of letting goOf moving on to build a glowTo let the rain wipe it plainAnd start againFrom a place you don’t knowWhat if.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/741317/ Everything that happenedHappened for a reasonIn order to not believe in a certain treasonHesitation hit a wallTo break you down and make you fallIt was there for a reasonTo learn the lessonTo know your blessingTo walk the walk And when the time comesYou know where you are from Take a firm .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/740903/ Having always to jump through hoops, it didn't have a choice but to try to do the best because otherwise it will die like the rest that were left behind. There was no other option but to compete for the top until one time it had a reward, a reward that was given to it because it was on top. The rewa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/740787/ He had a dream, a dream to be the king of time and put a legacy that none has done. It made him work hard and harder. It wasn’t always easy for him. He had to choose between fun and work. He had his dream and so he went to work. For times and times, he couldn’t remember a break he took. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/738636/  They were always together to defend each other. It was funand light until a special night has arrived. At that night, they had to choosea road to cross to the other side. There were two ways, ‘left’ and ‘right’. Eachhad something in his mind and thought the ot.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/736205/ Every time Iam about to give upSomethinghappens to remind me it is not the time yetEvery time Iget hitI say I haveno choice but to resistUntil mybruises become so bigA gentletouch would hurt so muchI think it could not be the end But I feel I can no longer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/736161/ Unleash mybrainFor I wasn’tsustainedTo be invainUnleash mybrainTo stay ontrackAnd crackthis wallUnleash mybrain  Give me theshovel To dig thistunnel Unleash mybrainTo accumulatethe strengthAnd gothrough this .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/730404/ Technology has masteredBeing a bastardThe culture has been alteredEven what you valuedMean is the new routineMeet around the streetAnd you will get a mistreatWith someone textingZoning out of contextEyes on the phoneForgetting they are not alone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/726096/ I thought Itold you soAnd so she has been telling meYou had tolet it goBecause it was killing meIt wasn’tlike beforeNow it got a new keyYouwouldn’t get no moreIt wasn’t meant to beYou willhave to be a proI am standing on my kneeIt w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/725566/ I wasn’tmatureWhen I letyou get controlYou made meendureBecause youwouldn’t let me play my roleI want torewindTo removethe shieldThat mademe blind only to yieldBut itwouldn’t workIt is darkoutsideAnd I don’tfeel alright.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/725521/ It started out with a little smile and ceased a sweetgoodbye. It was misguided, misunderstood, it wasn’t even lean. It took himshorter but still longer than he would have seen. He dug in deeper. It was askull in need. He kept on digging. It was so rigid but beneath was a fragilemeans. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/725190/ I barely metyouI rarely letyouTo show methe lightI wasafraid of what have mightBut if youask this momentI couldtake a bulletI am readyfor the fightIt wouldn’tbe the sameOr else Iwould be insaneI learnedfrom my mistakeBeing tooscared.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/725063/ I was born complete, so perfect and pure. My mind had no limits. I was so close to God; he just created me. My spirit was so positive. I was the perfect round. It was just the right shape. I then started to grow and instead of becoming 101 percent I became 99 percent. My completeness has just starte.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/725038/ I didn’twant hateTo takecontrol of meSo I calledyou out lateTo drink acup of teaHere we aresippingBut nothingwas slippingIt was anawkward nightThat didn’tsee a lightYour woundwas so deepIt made meweepA few dayswouldn’t m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/724919/ Time andtime againI wasted mytime againI shouldhave known I haveblown myself awayBut youmade me taste that crèmeYou tooledyour way to meAnd then youwanted to flee I fooledmyself believing in youWhen Ishould have threw you with a shoeYou ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/724554/ From behind this fence, I saw her. She was looking at me. She adored me. I felt her wanting to pamper me to play with me to set me free but the locks were keeping her. I looked to her eyes and as she gazed into mine, she witnessed my hidden secret. A secret that was no different from everybody else'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sherwette/724502/