http://slow.writerscafe.org/bohemia The original writings of author bOhEmIa (mahim) en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776095690 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Published by The Independent (Bangladesh). http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bohemia/1173494/ Published by The Independent (Bangladesh) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bohemia/1132976/ Fiction published by The Independent (Bangladesh). http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bohemia/1123114/ Published by The Independent (Bangladesh) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bohemia/1118769/ Published by The Independent (Bangladesh) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bohemia/1116219/ Published by The Independent (Bangladesh) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bohemia/1107519/ Published by The Independent (Bangladesh) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bohemia/1107516/ Just Another Day:No one likes negativity that begets nothing but darkness.And the darkness devours the spirit like a starved lion.So difficult it is to get out of this darkness.It allures me towards it with memories that are bitter,Then calls me closer, close enough to get its filthy hands all ove.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bohemia/879298/ The Manic TurmoilWhen darkness engulfs me, life becomes meaningless.Every bright object seems to lose its spark.Every colour loses its charm and captivity. Rivers dry up. Even all the waters in the ocean seem to be inadequate to pacify my thirst. The air becomes poisonous. As.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bohemia/845406/ Good Bye:Good bye my love for I am going to a distant land,Good bye my love I will venture to unknown realm.Good bye my love for I have to fondle with other creatures,Good bye my love I yet have to discover the nature.Good bye my love but these are not the last words of your lover,Good bye my love I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bohemia/843120/ Future is uncertain, breath can betray you, yet they steal from each other,In the hope to live a better life. They poison the minds with greed, they poison the food with high breed, they create a mirage with soaring share price,In the hope to live a better life. They play with the words of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bohemia/843119/ Published by The Independent (Bangladesh) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bohemia/843115/ So came the dark age.I face the most terrifying reality that I am on my own.Yes I am my own, nobody else's.Now I am left only with my mind, body and my battered fate.Fate that changes at its own will.Fate that is no more faithful to me.Fate that determines whether I'll be lost in the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bohemia/841039/ I am not a creative writer,Don’t know how to express my desire.I can’t write meaningful mind boggling words,That would amaze the world at large.Heck, to me this application  has no use,I better look around and find my muse.(Copy Rights Reserved by the Author) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bohemia/840943/ Hope is like the newly blossomed flower of spring,That beckons the bees for fresh & mouth watering treat.Hope is like the flake of snow in the winter,That is most anticipated and embraced with joy. Hope is like the first sip of fresh juice,After walking miles under the blazing heat of a sum.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bohemia/840929/ She has descended from the heavens to illuminate the barren world,As if she is a symbol of her creator’s pride.She is bestowed upon the sack of  her own kind,Who nourishes her with rigorous care, tenderness and love.She nurtures the spirit of any form of life,And leaves her trai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bohemia/840928/