http://slow.writerscafe.org/Zinger_Wingz The original writings of author Zinger_Wingz en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776031191 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A picture of him is all I have to remind me of how he looked.But the face in that picture is not able to replay his images and being in my imagination.. He's voice is something that will never be familiar to me..He's smell is unscented in my lifeAnd his touch, the touch of a sharp pain.It feels.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zinger_Wingz/2027352/ I’m lost in a cloud somewhereLife is cradling back and forth.There’s a tingling heat rushing down my spineAnd I just feel so calm and gone like in the midst of silence.I hear the beautiful sounds of water and peace,The nights are shining with the stars above me. Dressed in my blue tutu d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zinger_Wingz/2027343/ A poem on my inner conflict. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zinger_Wingz/2016485/ My take on modern day and how it could affect an individual. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zinger_Wingz/2016373/ A ​jab to the heart is a jab to your brains Like a hot knife piercing and popping veins The nothingness and nowhereness circles in the blood that has lost its past form. The blood shed that has become the oblivious norm. The blood shed for a lost seed never again to be born.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zinger_Wingz/2016258/ The worlds perspective on what we're doing to it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zinger_Wingz/2015801/