http://slow.writerscafe.org/sab1230 The original writings of author Soul Asher en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776099264 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The crowded halls are empty.In her mind, they are ghosts.Unable to feel the warm bodies that bump aroundAnd act as a distraction to everyday life.They pay no attention to the souls that fly empty and numb.They are just broken people. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sab1230/2046267/ Such a sad symphony that played before me.Its minor chords filled my skull,And poured out through my eyes,Showing light in the most brilliant of ways.Like a stained glass window.I was the cathedral,Echoing each note into the heavens,And breaking the clouds with a sorrowful tune. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sab1230/2046265/ Your lips, gentle and smooth, part with soft movementAnd your eyes, though brown, are more than such,Flickering with flakes of amber and gold.The dark center holds the universeAnd I fear that if I look too deepI will fall into their grasps and never return.I wonder if I will ever be able to escape f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sab1230/2046264/ For Baby http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sab1230/2046263/ Those brown eyes of yours,Gentle and kind,Remind me of a timeWhen I felt love.The other brown eyesThat lied and broke promisesHave been replaced with yours.Now I see waves of amberAnd the dark side of the moon,The sound of crackling fireAnd the feeling of wind.Play me like an old piano,Perfectly out.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sab1230/2046262/