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		<description>The original writings of author Smwtdmgd</description>
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			<title>You</title>
			<description>I love the way I can hateYour screamingYour blamingand all your misery.You blame me for spreading in.And then you hate mefor what you put me through!And all your disbeliefthat you comfort me with,all your hatredall your lying,the way you played with meI miss the way I can hate!Cause I know its you, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2173239/</link>
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			<title>My Sober Days</title>
			<description>What used to matterNow its all useless.All those those things I thought were trueSeems like I didn't even had a clue.Even though I was used to the painCause it was the only thing made me feel alive!Now it seems to not matterIt was all useless!Waking up everyday with the same burdenCaught in the web ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2173238/</link>
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			<title>At Last</title>
			<description>No matter what you doYour past will always haunt youHow hard you runHow long you hidePast will always find youTear you from the insidePresent the world in the collageOf what you really areAnd in the endAll you can doEither embrace your pastOr curse yourself</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2173237/</link>
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			<title>Digital World Zombie</title>
			<description>You Us Me - Zombies</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2173235/</link>
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			<title>The God</title>
			<description>No proof needed, said God.Just have faith, said God.God is never late, always on time.Said everybody!But I'm here waiting,for a very long time.Waiting for the beginningthe beginning of the endfrom all this madness!All the hustle and rustleI find it chaotic.Said God created,all of this.Well what a wo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2149977/</link>
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			<title>The World</title>
			<description>I think I'm the only onestuck here like this,unlike anyone!It may seem like sometimesI am the Rock!&amp;amp; not even Fire can hurt me.But like everyoneEvery night, I look above,for the spark of miraclewishing the world to be better.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2147494/</link>
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			<title>The Curse</title>
			<description>As a child, we were taughtWorld is full of magic and mysterybut as we know now,it is full of mystery but cursed!Sometimes it feels like nothing's hiddenyet the monsters creeping out makes me shiver.The world is still a mystery.Who is the root of this curse?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2147493/</link>
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			<title>The Dilemma</title>
			<description>I don't like anything new,&amp;amp; I'm sick of everything I'm used to.Sometimes thrive for something differentyet get bored of it in an instant.Trying to hold on to what I already havestill, getting pissed off at the same routine!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2147492/</link>
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			<title>The Memory</title>
			<description>Caught in the landslide of memories,feels like this spiral never ends.Even the pain it hates me!It creeps under and pulls me out along.This thing inside mecan't forget, can't relate.Never lies, never betrays,yet I'm dying to forget!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2147491/</link>
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			<title>The Fire</title>
			<description>Filled with regret and so ashamed.Wasn't my mistake still I am to blame.Feels like I'm trapped in a box,with no doors and windows,Really hate this feeling,This f*****g sucks!It haunts me, your memories!Everywhere like a shadow!No matter how hard I f*****g run,It hunts me down!Coz love is a fire,I do..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2147490/</link>
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			<title>My Hope</title>
			<description>Hopeless without a goalReckless without a soulBound to self destructWith everything going aroundMy heart is left with a hole.Whenever I come undoneJust hold my hand&amp;nbsp;And say my name.I may come to you in piecesBut you make me whole.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2096279/</link>
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			<title>Escalating to Revenge</title>
			<description>its pretty raw but don't want to change it though....written in my troubled days to make myself feel better...was not angry with just one person but with so many people and specially the system!!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2074319/</link>
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			<title>Relentless Monster</title>
			<description>Time as a monsterKeeps tick tick ticking over.Sometimes behind me,Most of the times ahead of me,But when its right beside me,I get really scared.Wish I could be spared,But it cares for no oneAnd keeps on coming and coming and coming...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2073215/</link>
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			<title>Guilt Inside</title>
			<description>I don't know what's going on,Don't know what went wrong!In my mind, nothing's clear,Seems I've turned my life to over-steer.I just want to disappear,In my loss everyone's here to cheer!Feel so empty in here.Losing you was my only fear!Then you turned on your way,It was my darkest day!When we stayed ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2068752/</link>
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			<title>The Dragging Well</title>
			<description>Been a long long time now,stuck here down below.I don't know what I'm doing here.I don't know how I got here,Maybe I do, but all I can see,at the way top above,glimpse of a sunlightthrough a tiny hole.I've tried so many times,trying to crawl back to the sunlight.The walls are too slippery,There's no..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2067969/</link>
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			<title>Money</title>
			<description>Earning,Cash,Payment,Debit,Credit,Currency.What really is money?If I work my a*s off through my blood and sweat,I have earned that money!Simple life with a simple job, no cons and regret,No matter how low it is, it is my money!Hard work for my small family,Not letting them down but sacrificing my ow..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2067201/</link>
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			<title>7 Sins</title>
			<description>not my best work but my perspective of the 7 sins and the world we live in...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2066821/</link>
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			<title>Illusion &amp; Outcome of Love</title>
			<description>Love is an ugly business,And yet we live for it.Live by it.It gives us courage and we become fearless,feels like sitting in a cockpit!You and Me becomes Us,nothing else matters in the world.In the world full of madness and circus,we trust our partner for our deepest secrets to discuss.Time just beco..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2065445/</link>
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			<title>Conflict and Pain</title>
			<description>Lost in the mist, can't see a thing.Battling with the monsters, seems I cannot win.Running from the shadows, No I cannot give in.They're scratching on my back and I can't resist.With no clear vision, How far can I run?But with demons on my tail, there's no way I can hide.Exhausted and baffled, seems..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2063612/</link>
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			<title>I</title>
			<description>I am a God, I am the Devil.I provide the circumstances for an easy life yet I am the one to make it hard.I am the one who brings you down still I am the one who raises your level.I am the one who gives you hope and I am the one who leaves you scarred.I am the one who cared deeply but I am the one wh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2063082/</link>
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			<title>Anger</title>
			<description>What is anger?Its a burning flame,It let's us smother,The hopes and dreams like a crooked game.The betrayal from the loved one,That I just failed to cope.With the same thought over and over, that left me all stun,I caged myself with no sign of hope.To the path of destruction I was,I let myself viola..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2062533/</link>
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			<title>That Feeling</title>
			<description>this one of my first poems, maybe not that good but its what i feel almost all the time....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2062360/</link>
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			<title>The Odd Woman</title>
			<description>Three friends Robert, James and Simon meet at their juncture point at 6 in the evening. Simon to his friends,'Hey what's up everybody?' shaking hands with both of them. 'So, what's the plan tonight?' Robert replies,' I heard Chase has rented a flat somewhere near here. Let's get there and hangout fo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2062018/</link>
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			<title>Lost Soul</title>
			<description>A boy was living with his parents and his younger brother in the squeaking old house not so far from here. The house was sometimes awfully quite and sometimes made strange noises but the boy's parents always comforted him when he got scared. Although the boy was handled warmly by his parents he woul..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarad/2062017/</link>
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