http://slow.writerscafe.org/monoversal The original writings of author False Deathening en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776348176 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Update http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monoversal/1376710/ Love is an excellent feeling of happiness and intimacy. Love can look so innocent and appealing. But, love can also be a wolf in sheep's clothing by playing its card tricks and setting traps. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monoversal/993753/ I am the Raven of Love soaring into the storms of sadness. I wish I soared upon the skies of happiness unto the shining horizon. Instead, the Vulture of Hate and Hawk of Envy captured me with their talons and pecked the flesh of my dark feathers which downfalled me into the land of apathy and somber.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monoversal/904754/ I'm writing this as I speak. I feel like I have ability to talk correctly and analyze.Anyways.Loving you is like loving a boulder. Because the boulder doesn't move or feel. It's just a solid made of molecules and atoms. It just sits there without moving. To be moved, it has to be moved. Boulders liv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monoversal/904739/ I'm feeling a great amount of optimism. I wish life was infinitely beautiful in every shape and color. I wish robots, mechabots, pink-haired girls, flying cars, androids, talking stars, and I wish I could throw my yoyo far up into the galaxy and catch it. Oh, why life do you have to have us under yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monoversal/904737/ I have done my time for the labor of life. I will put down my mask of cynicism. I will throw my cape of despair into the air. I will throw my mistake-fixing broom to the side. I will dance like a fool in the fields of morose grasses, carelessly walk on fire, and jump on deep seas that dare to feast .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monoversal/904735/ Lying on a bed isolated and desolated suffering the pains of humanity. Long years of yearning for love, happiness, and tranquility. Yet, expectations were not met. Once a healthy, animated, and remarkable individual. Full of warmth, delightful smile, and gregarious. This individual was never departe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monoversal/854361/ A poem I wrote to a girl I like... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monoversal/853363/ Through all the vapid yearsThe pieces to my journey seems to adheredDespair was my faithApathy was my passionIsolation was my mansionWhen you entered my sunless dimensionI saw you as a falling starYet you had no nameYou were farJust a flameFull of curiosityFull of fearThe engulfing flare I risked to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monoversal/848734/ A poem I wrote when I was 16-17. The age and date this poem was written is unsure. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monoversal/847243/