http://slow.writerscafe.org/MarkoG The original writings of author Anthony Guest en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013015 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 They say look at the bright side of life , but what is the bright side when everything is cast in a shadow of having no real meaning, no real joy, just constant confusion laced with the little lies we tell ourselves to keep going, what is the bright side when no matter what you do there nothing, no .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2925675/ I've been ignorant http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2795267/ To be born into this world as a man, is to be born into a world that you are not meant to belongTo as you are, with an image and purpose that is predefined , We are raised with the burden of building a stone wall around our hearts that harbors our pain , that Turns to a sea of sorrow and the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2576444/ “A black king divided ,plague by the ambitions that dwell deep within him,Unable to showcase the beauty that lays restless in his soul, Constantly struggling with the pain of the weight of the world as it foot lays upon his back,Fated to struggle with the hate that it lashes out with as .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2575790/ “It is said that a man should never cry,That the pain he carries in his soul should never run like a river from his eyes,But only contained within them,Forever Filled with a cold pain that can never be shared, For if he we’re to shed tears he is not a man ,For he should be labeled weak,U.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2575538/ “Your name forever lost to the �'ames of despair that once plagued my soul,Memories in my mind of Our happiness faded, For we were once connected by the windows of our hearts, For the pain they held equalized us,Tearing down the walls of fear and shame that surrounded them,Gran"ng .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2575331/ “flying through the night aimlessly searching for what I do not know,Frustrated, for I am surrounded by a pitch blackness that is unrelenng, Lost in this void I wonder how much further must I y,Afraid of the thought that desny will grant me nothing more than a journey t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2575307/ "What is this beauty I see with these once jaded eyes?" A beauty that illuminates through all darkness, A beauty that frees the soul from all things cold , A beauty that's forgiving, A beauty that's proud , A beauty that's free, A beauty that's fearless, A beauty that's m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2574855/ If you know me you know I’ll go to the back for those that really f**k with me. I got too much self respect and pride to talk behind anyone back let alone willingly betray anyone even my worst enemies in any fashion. I can’t bend who I am to be someone that another wants me to be. I jus.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2574827/ My Words written are the expression of who I am , They are the layer of my emotions and feelings that dwell, they are bittersweet, filled with pain yet gleaming with beauty and hope, My words are intricate, so when I say your beautiful I mean it in every way Possible, from your smile to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2574793/ The heart that beats within, forever shackled to your vibe. one becomes lost to this perfect melody, neither awake nor sleep only daydreaming. Wanting to drift in this daze through the days, for the heart is addicted to the momentary freedom of all things present good and bad. So addicted it beats,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2574715/ Sleepless as the days rise and nights fall, thirsting for only peace , the only freedom from the aches of times past. Lost to half closed eyes , dreaming imperfectly unable to free the mind from the countless days of fatigue. Caught under the pressure that crush diamonds, The body lays and the mind.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2574693/ To wake filled with a hunger that aches the heart ,Fueling the bodies day to day through it struggles ,Creating an energy in the soul that is wild, desiring to be heard and seen it changes us,Creating chaos in our minds and in our lives, We learn to grow with its transgressions ,Throug.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2574670/ These hands, these feet, this mind is covered in scars and pain, yet they may hurt and bleed from those that walk this earth they can never be broken by them. I was made in the image of God and he blessed me with his strength from birth. He blessed me with a strength that allows me to stand tall no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2574655/ “when I speak the word beautiful its means more than something physical, For your beauty is a painted canvas filled with a lush of colors that mesmerizethe eyes and leaves an everlasting mark on ones soul for they have bore witness to something truly magnificent, For your color of kind.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2574639/ “To look in your eyes is to be hypnotized by something euphoric,For they harbor a light that is illusive to the hearts of most,A light that engulfs the soul with comfort and brings peace and harmony to the mind,A light that burns furiously striking fear into the cowardly minded,Unable .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2574623/ “your smile is uplifting ,comforting and warm, Calming to the anxiety ridden minds of those who walkThrough the ups and downs of life,It relives the stress of those who are pressured by theWeight of the world,Your smile frees those shackled by the ignorance that resides within one'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2574611/ The hurt filled mind, haunted by the sacrifices in ones life,Questioning their worth as the promised gains to ones dreamsWere never achieved ,The soul aches searching through itself digging up the regrets it Never known,The regrets that lived chained and laid silently ,Devouring the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2574592/ To know you, to see you on the daily is truly a blessing For there’s not to many angels in the world that gifts the Heart with a kindness that’s so profound that it erodes Away bitterness that lays restless in ones soul,To speak to you , to hear your voice even just i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2574570/ Day after day my mind becomes filled with thoughts like rain drops on a windshield, drops of my past where everything seemed so much easier to feel, laugh, cry, to live and be happy even if those moments are minuscule and so far away in between the days and nights that were fleeting and cold. But .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarkoG/2574464/