http://slow.writerscafe.org/Anindita16 The original writings of author Elizabeth Bennet en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775944011 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I am my ownpersonI am abaggage heavy Burdened onearth’s soil Withassumptions and desireI am flawedI amspeckled with reason Butbountiful with affectionI am notperfect, I do not wish to beFor flawsare gentle and humanFlaws makeme, myself. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Anindita16/3057093/ Lover andlonerWere you thesame person yesterdayWere youstill holding my handsIn artisticnotions and moreWere youstill finding beautyIn my facialexpressionsThrough loveand mischiefWere youstill staring at me yesterday?Wasyesterday more beautiful someh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Anindita16/3057090/ Laying loft I gazed at the empty skyA rough bellona of white sheetsLike our bed it unifiedBirds and clouds and wind and featsFears and darkness and imaginary rootsTrembling located the directionless breezeHow i wonder this sensation todayThat today i stand strongerA new side of m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Anindita16/2783429/ The note that lied Underneath the decades-long old tableSlyly took my eyes to peepAnd slide it out through trebleIt wasn't a death noteBut perhaps a letter of loveFor something remained after youThat I had to put aboveFor years you've been mad after meI was fool enough to never.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Anindita16/2783428/ Amidst the ugly core of rattling fireShe slept flat, thin and steadyAllusions one and a billion moreRelocating swiftly - expressive of allRetaining inexplicit ideas all the whileI walked down the cremation groundWiping off my tears, holding myself strongerMy mind played the past tapeI couldn't prote.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Anindita16/2783000/ I was astonished to see the clock striking 6:50 a.m. just when I had done with bathing. My school bus would arrive right after 10 minutes. I hurriedly dressed up when my mom started shouting at me to get ready faster. Eventually, I skipped my health drink that mom had made and left for the bus stop... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Anindita16/1987980/