http://slow.writerscafe.org/Duckyy The original writings of author Duckyy en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776120029 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 LostI thought I knew what I want,But I don't know anymore,Time has past,But it is also growing.Do I have strength?Do I have courage?Do I have a heart?Some people don't notice me,It's okay,I don't like talking to them,But it can hurt when there is no one is around.People think I'm just shy,They don't.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Duckyy/2033690/ WarriorHe's running,Faster and faster,Soaring,Flying,The crowd is roaring.His name,Dream of Night,The leader of the herd,Son of champions.Until one day,The darkness of the pain,Rose over him,Like he couldn't fly.His freedom has disappeared,Taken away from him.He doesn't understand why,Why he is now .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Duckyy/2030976/ The DayI'm writing a new story,The tail of a horse,That has lost its way,And can never come home.He moans,From his scars,And wishes on stars.To the day that has come,And the child has gone.But he won't forget,The day he has regret,Cause that day,Made him who he is today. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Duckyy/2030972/ The Majestic CreatureHe's here,And there,No time to spare,But in time,I'll be there.You can look for me,But you won't find me,I find you.I sound like thunder,But I'm quiet as a mouse.I might look big,But I'm not,I'm very gentle.If you know me,I'm shy.You take the first step,Then I follow.I follow,Bu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Duckyy/2030970/ RosesRoses are red,Violets are blue,Wait... no,Not this again.Roses are cliche,But people love that,I don't know why?But they do.Every rose has a thorn,The florist takes them off,It's not a true rose anymore,But people like that. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Duckyy/2030964/ Keep CloseWe were once so close,Where did time go?What happened to us?Was it my fault?Was it yours?Did we argue?About what?I miss the fun times,When we acted like mimes,To piss people off,With some rhymes.Then we did some chimes,To make a dime,But all we got was a pair of shoes.Those days were like .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Duckyy/2018720/ Hopes & DreamsA time of sorrow,A time of need,Time to pray,For hopes and dreams.For the ones,Who have lost loved ones,The ones who have lost hope,The ones who have never been loved,And for the ones who are finding their place in this world.Never give up on your dreams,Like I did,You can follow y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Duckyy/2018713/ FearYou don't want to hear it,You don't want to see it,And you don't want to be near it.It will hunt you,It will haunt you,It will follow you,Time to run.You can run,But you can't hide.It will always find you,Time to face it,Or,It will never go away. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Duckyy/2018711/ An AngelShe's your hopes,Your dreams,But it seems,Dreams die.Who do you thank?It's not God,But she's a star,A star you wish on.A star that takes all the pain away,And exchange it for happiness,That can change your day,Into a less sappy way.She saves you,But who saves her?No one,Her sacrifice is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Duckyy/2018709/ A GhostYou can't see me,But I can see you.We can't touch,But you can feel me.I'm the cold breeze on the back of your neck.I watch you,Eat,Breath,And sleep.I can feel how lonely you are,I'm the same,But colder. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Duckyy/2018667/ A Bad DreamI'm shaking,Shivering,Frozen,In this cold alley.His name was O'Malley.He's tall and mysterious.No time to think,Just follow.He doesn't speak,He doesn't look,He just raises his hand.We stop.His turns.His face...Gone?Me?Now in the middle of nowhere...I open my eyes,I'm back in my room. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Duckyy/2018663/ HorsesGentle Giants.You fear them,I do not,But they fear you,Time to be the bigger you.If you show no fear,They show no fear,If you are down,They can sense it.Gentle Giants.They just want to love and be loved,All they need is a hug,And they suck all the evil out of you.Gentle Giants.Are beautiful cr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Duckyy/2015587/