http://slow.writerscafe.org/Suditi The original writings of author Suditi en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775992373 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 StillMountains climbed,Skies wandered,Stars still tease.Wisdom shared,Goodwill attained,Sins still reek.Elixir tasted,Problems forgotten,Refuge still not found.Money earned,Respect spent, Poverty still around.Places visited,Friends conquered, Sleep still light.Prince found,Love discovered,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Suditi/1517695/ Her EyesHey teardrop, she can't take it no more,Hey teardrop, she is making the call.Like a parasite hung upon its host, Do you intend to never fall?The liquid poison just keeps accumulating in her eyes,Robbing her slowly,Of her once perfect sight.The colors have all dissolved,The shapes are al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Suditi/1287390/ They say life is not always fair,They say it's a cruel world out there,Everything has transformed,Nothing has remained,It's the law of nature-the constant change.The castle will dust down,The flowers will die,The clouds will pour down,Vacating the sky.The moon will dance around, The sea will ro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Suditi/985330/ When a part of our devil dies. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Suditi/973361/ Nobody knows?The moon is broken tonight, It has that stupid crack.The wind, a bit too cold,The night, a bit too black.The stars are stealing away their glance,Trying to escape my confrontationOf broken trust,Look how some have become so dim!And some are hiding behindThose clouds of dust.The tre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Suditi/971828/ When we start taking our dreams seriously, life is bound to become ironic. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Suditi/969316/ Something, someday.Something tells me, I can.Something tells me I will.Something tells me I'll make it there,Something tells me I'll kill,All my fears, which hold me back,Despite the weaknesses, the perfection which I lack.Shut all those, who think, I'm not good enough.All those who say,I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Suditi/962776/ Its high time, the girl child killings stop. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Suditi/960426/ Questions?How can we question beauty,Having seen a baby smile?How can we question courage,Having heard of a wounded soldier,Strong and agile?How can we question hope,Knowing its what inspires the young boy with cancer, to live?How can we question, unconditional love,Being blessed with pare.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Suditi/958487/ Wrote this for my best friend when we were screwed up bad. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Suditi/958485/ Some of usSome of us are too scared too fly,Some of us, with broken wings try..Some of us don't let others in,We build the walls so high,Some of us with bruised hands too,Move the bricks, without a sigh..Some of us accept everything, Saying its meant-to-be,Some of us challenge and fight,What th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Suditi/958480/ We are all alone, but we don't have to be lonely. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Suditi/948976/ Because some questions are their own answers. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Suditi/947162/ Because the first step is always the hardest one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Suditi/899137/