http://slow.writerscafe.org/FARAN%20AHMED The original writings of author WILDERNESS en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775962599 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 DEDICATED TO A YOUNG WOMAN FIGHTING CANCER.......... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/2805821/ The true evil resides inside, not the outside..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/2716295/ Nothing is what you think it is.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/2483909/ Years gone byYears to comeWhat we wereWhat we’ve become Enjoy the rideWhile still aroundRemember the onesNo more found Savor the sunriseEach new dawnRelish the sunsetA lover’s lorn Love them all While you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/2177110/ A look at these historic times http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/2167875/ O man of God don't be a god of menThe riches, the wealth only till death, and thenWhat status or position graveyards have all genSalutations and titles mere writings of pen O man of God don't be a god of men http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/2159995/ The Magnificent Tree In the shade of a MajestictreeAwed by its might and itsspanA hundred lives or more itnurturedBirds on its branches,squirrels ranWhat a magnificent thing ofnatureA bond between a tree andmanThe rumbling leaves became avoice&l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/2091980/ My woman is strongBut cries when she doesShies away in publicNot so when aloneBehaves like a bad queenTreats me like a king, though She is wide and voluptuousWith a firm round bosomWill let go under the sheetsTo ravage her as I pleasePassionate for my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/2088636/ The media is doing crazy on Me Too! Thought I put another spin on this hoo-ha http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1993670/ Love remained incompleteOf what could have beenIn between the laughsSorrows kept their presenceOnly if she won’t do thatOnly if he won’t say thisThe health is no moreThe money just not enoughWhere have the children goneWas I child to someone tooWho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1973644/ no matter the circumstances man somehow survives, even when he ought not to....... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1867547/ pre.cjk { font-family: "Droid Sans Fallback",monospace; }p { margin-bottom: 0.1in; line-height: 120%; } pre.cjk { font-family: "Droid Sans Fallback",monospace; }p { margin-bottom: 0.1in; line-height: 120%; }TheHunterHe checked his gear, picked up .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1778519/ In the middle of the nightI sat up and saw me sleepingLike a man who had just diedI could see him that was meFelt for the person that layFor the values he held dearThings that defined his beingPeople that he loved and hatedBut did he know that one dayHe would fore.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1773123/ pre.cjk { font-family: "Droid Sans Fallback",monospace; }p { margin-bottom: 0.1in; line-height: 120%;See the boy's found his voicehe can shout and scream now.The boy is throwing punches aroundand the bullies are wondering how.See the girl's falling in lovesmiling .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1695010/ The world is unjust surely........................ but it was not meant to be. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1669402/ p { margin-bottom: 0.1in; line-height: 120%; }The Key toEverythingMeditate in earlydawnand submerge insilencebut the past won't bequietenedTake a journey intodesertyou may find theoasisbutit will not quenchthe thirstClimb the highes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1622097/ They never teach you what really matters in life............ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1587862/ A Terrorist is BornHe stood in the fields and watchedTwo jets scramble to the village aheadOne pass they would makeAnd drop two bombs eachAs he watched them he prayedIt is not his house they would breachThen the thunderous clap of explosionsOne after another,  .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1547291/ Life goes on with or without you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1518269/ SHADOWSThe past I buried andleft behind, butThe shadows werewith me all the time You may think theybelonged to me, yesBut the shadows,they were not mine No sunlight, nomoonlight, day or nightCould make the shadowsdisappear  &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1488055/ The ghastly event of 16 Dec 2014 was very very disturbing for us when 130+ school children were killed by terrorists. It took time for me to come to grips with reality and pen my thoughts on it...... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1483209/ We are witnessing the fall of mankind beyond the scavengers ............ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1446338/ A City by SeaSome day I'll take a boatand sail out to the sea.Find a nice island,some company.Fall in love with a simple girl,raise a family.Make a clangrow into a townnamed after me.It may emergewith roads and shops,rules and laws to run the new city.Tourism and tradewill surely followbringing in g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1437541/ I live in a world of deception and ruse Have shut my eyes from the truth.Money will buy happiness, I believeDevious plans of richness, I conceive.All pleasures are for body in wholeNothing for the thirsty starving soul.We are slaves to our cardinal desiresChasing fant.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1405542/ Palestine(Adapted from‘Kamlee’)   All set todepart to the city called PalestineI went tomy old man to say goodbyeHe held my handand said, “Tell mewhen you return.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1389246/ Love is in the air That love is in the air Two hearts have come together Perfumed air goes continentsCarrying the kisses blown away Chirping birds sing lullabiesEchoing the whispers ofpromises.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1385473/ The world is temporary, a place to leave behind and everything in it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1379978/ HeySatan Iknow your game.Youcan't lure me withriches or with fame.Youwhisper your thoughtstoignite a new flame.Andcorrupt the heartsgivingold sins new name.Don'tfeed my desiresthissoul you won't tame.Yesyou are the enemyfriendto gents and dames.Hey.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1348846/ The journey started must end, make the most of it ................... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1341695/ Life has many paths, you choose you decide......... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1334024/ I AMA lover at oddsA philosopher of sortsA friend of natureA writer amateurA soldier of fortuneA merchant opportuneA man of wordA poet unheard  I am one and lonelyI am none but only  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1325308/ Dedicated to nymphomaniacs, those who know and those who dont, to those who search for a remedy and those who won,t. Nymphomaniacs have a different view of the world ......................... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1315014/ I  WillI will warm youeverydayLike a Sun blazingin the skyI will shower youwith rainLike a dark cloudfloating highI will lift youout of gloomLike a windsoaring to flyI will energizeyou to go onLike a water streamgushing byI will preserveyour.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1302714/ You press yourself against meand whisper softly " I'll caress you"You breathe down my neckand speak slowly " I'll undress you"You walk up to me from behindand declare secretly " I'll hijack you"You hold my hand in dark placesand talk tenderly "I'll kiss you"You call me every now and thenand say inte.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1287789/ While we are here, we should make the most of it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1266789/ Beware of the seductress ......... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1257597/ Alas, the man lost hiskith and kinCared for hoots,indulged all kinds of sin.Only wanted praisefor his renditions For the man wasgiven to a life of Ambitions. Slowly he made amess of his very own selfNothing couldquench his thirst, ate like an elf. Only mo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1243080/ The beesStore honey in the bee-hivesOnly To sweeten the pastry and the pie The roseGot plucked from the branchOnly To adorn the garland of a bride  The appleFell from the twigOnlyTo fill the hands of a child The sunshineL.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1223379/ Dared to do some sensual stuff , hope you like it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1209029/ One Message for one mankind forever and always http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1199618/ This poem was inspired by a scene I saw beside the highway, sometime back. Though I wrote it many months back, did not publish it 'cause it is so sad. But here it is for all and sundry to read now.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1170870/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1130789/ Life is a race; an intense selfish race http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1081427/ I am keen to know my real self but first I must remove these layers over me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1040874/ we are all selfish to some extent http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/1011375/ Praise be to the Lord of our Souls http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/983493/ HeartlessSouls An angel of GodCame down to earthIs there any man? hesaidWho would trade hisheartFor eternal blissin heavenA man came running"Take my heart", hepleadedBut when he reachedinsideHe found, he had noheartI gave my heart to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/973543/ The inner side is sometimes darker than the outer side http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/964562/  You call me w***e‘cause I sell my body.Are you pure,Who sells his soul. You call me b*****d‘cause I don’t know a father.Are you completeWho doesn’t know his God. You call me lunatic‘cause I don’t spea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/956642/ sheepishlyshe looked at mecoyingly she smiled at mewittinglyshe brushed my sidereluctantlyshe came in my armsstylishlyshe bent her neckslowlyshe closed her eyessoftlyshe parted her lipsAnd thenI kissed her http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FARAN-AHMED/939030/