http://slow.writerscafe.org/thehumanvoice The original writings of author Mark Anthony Games (Human Voice) en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776055749 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Only WillingIt was just a trickle at first,Just a few droplets splashing at my mind.I could never say when I drownedI never remember being afraid,only willing to be swept away.The voices, just whispers at first.Just echoes bouncing around my mind.I could never say when I drowned.I never remember bei.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/2172222/ The TideToo many regrets, too little action.Now the hour glass has run dry.What is left when all is lost and time has passedNothing but an abandoned shell on the beach Left to the mercy of the tide http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/2059264/ A LITTLE LIGHTHumans tingling like thistles,Tangled like weeds.Interlocked like cold blooded snakes.Our nest beneath a bridgeLost souls bedding down without words.No friends here, just lost passengers.Commuting at the end of the day to the warmth.I found a space amidst the shapes.Like a child trying.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1863348/ A random mind spill while under the effect of depression http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1413719/ A prose about the fragility of love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1317702/ A Short Poem and Film adaptation about the people we become and the things we do in the pub! Short Film adaptation(04:56): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Chu9RTNcuLs http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1203087/ http://www.youtube.com/user/HumanVoiceThe (Vlogs & Performance Poetry) http://www.youtube.com/user/HumanVoiceFilms (Short films based on my poetry) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1173624/ A prose about acceptance of self http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dNPalHTGF84 (Narration) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1164170/ Who do you want to be...? To watch the film: http://youtu.be/CiBkhTNwCPk http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1161016/ A poem about escaping you past, What will you do every time it catches you up? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1161013/ So..going through my archive as I build the new website. Found this from 2003, about the first time I fell in love, only for her to bugger off to Australia. Quality is poor but I was only 22! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1148511/ An adaption from an earlier work of mine entitled 'Life Responds' http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1139969/ As the Daisies Were GatheredThey came from far and wide,as the daisies were gathered.To queue and wait for childhood memoriesPlay grounds and parks.Now just buried treasure,for future archaeologists to uncoverAs the grown ups played,Ring-a-ring-a-roses, a protective circlefrom those who do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1132383/ Performance Poetry Version http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1131366/ Adapted version of 'No Worth' A performance poem about Mental Health. For the Film please visit: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6NanRFqnkoM http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1131296/ The first few creations in the 'Visual' project. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1125183/ I am just a candle,This heart withering and burning like a wick.This skin surround like wax slowly meltingWith lack of choice but to contain the flameHow can this flame be spread to light firesWhen the world has turned fire retardantAll the people have become fire extinguishersI am just a candle bur.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1120371/ So I am slain. The war is over they havewonThey never sought the person I was only ever their sonSo here I am in pieces and too late to savePlease write 'here lies someone' upon my graveFor that tombstone will show someone was hereAn entity whose soul was not allowed to appearA n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1112050/ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DhFWNncnQJc (For performance poetry, short film version) First constructed piece I ever wrote (15/16) years old. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1110938/ If knowledge is truly power, then words are the weaponI truly wish this is all that was stocked in the arsenal of our governments.If the mighty have truly fallen, then we pushed ourselves overI truly wish we would learn to stand on our own and abandon faith in the externalNo hand can save yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1107652/ "Come here and sit down"Your sweet voice askedYour took my handYou said, "We need to talk"A tear broke from your eyesI felt my throat go dryYou squeezed my handIt started to shake Please my angel I beg of youPlease don't do this to me tonightPlease don't do this everPlease don't take your love .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1101557/ A smile, just a smilePenetrates deep into my soul,And destroys the negativity in me,That always pulls my smile down A laugh, just a laughResonates deep into the empty chasm of my soulIt echoes so very loud and fills meThis allows me to love you my friend You.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1099559/ 10 years ago I met you and my life began. You are long since gone but I have never loved or been loved as it was with you. I love you still. I post this to celebrate the freedom you gave me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1095391/ I have scars across my wrist, one for every year of life,Cut from January to December, just so I know that time has passedMy soul is blistered from the friction of forced love,For I believed that two souls must rub together to create that sparkI am waking up now, gaining consciousness.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1093338/ I grew straight up, defiant andever succumbingUntil your light shone through the treesI leaned towards the warmth andfound light and colourNow I have meaning and now I have shapeThe pain is a blessing and thepast is simply pastI feel always close to falling and am twisted out of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1093271/ Please read my notes about this piece. I have posted this piece of mine due to recent conversations with a very good writer called Nicholas Bernard Rowe. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1090049/ LOVE LEFT TOWNLove has left town againLeaving whispers and storiesThe sound of raindrops can be heardBut it's not raining outsideRoll over at night, empty spaceMorning coffee, empty chairsWalking through town, empty handStanding here again, empty heartLove has left town againLeaving shadows and iceT.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1084826/ When tiredness has long since pastExhaustion is just another crumbled dreamThis is where I stand I have left this place,Recoiled my feet from the rotting earthSo now I'm floating, free from the gravity of wanting I subject upon my self such harmFor my life recoiled from living to existance.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1069585/ All the colours have turned to blackI remember so fondly the times when they were greyNow I only have the scars and the bruisesI no longer have your touchI would suffer them all again, every blowJust to have someone near, to be touchedThe slam of the door blew out the candlesNow nothing so dark can .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1061030/ HAUNTEDHow dare I move even an inchWhen all around me is a graveyardHere laid to rest, love lost and FriendshipsBuried, still dressed in robes of hopeI am so cold......So alone..........Surrounded by ghostsStill unable and never once able to holdHaunted by the pastVision to full of what was to see w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1059902/ I come here to find you, not you who shall hold me prisoner to your designs of love, but you who know love is just a word for a box of treasures that are different each time you take a look inside. I come to find you who understands that love is not a deed of ownership but a deeper journey shared be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1051588/ Forgive me if I wallow in self pityBut it is the only place I feel I belongThe only place I feel I belongIf I could only acceptThe things I am searching fordo not existThey don't existIf only I could acceptThat you don't' existI could stop loving youI would stop loving youIf only I could accept.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1051314/ If I could learn to just accept what I amI would not feel the constant bite of rejectionI would not suffer so harshly this emptiness insideAll those sarcastic comments would not feel like truth They would not highlight the failure and disappointment in my lifeAnd I could.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1050038/ Why me,What have I done to deserve thisNothing good happens to meLife sucks, I hate you!Thunder struck and ripped my soulThen the words flooded throughSeeping from the cracks in my denialThe world never stops turningYet you stand stillLife is a room full of people so why hide in the cornerThere.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1049138/ Dear LifeWho am I to complainWhen without the voice you gave I could not even talk.Who am I to turn from my painsWhen you gave emotions to aid our aspirementsWho am I to say I am tied to destinyWhen you gave us eyes to survey our own pathsWho am I to consider life a curseWhen you show us such&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1049137/ It's all the sameBut I'm to blameI get nowhereI just stand and stareFear looks back so boldI get freezing coldSo I run awayTomorrow will be just another todayWalking circles, crying tearsTalking tall, backing off my fearsHopes have no lengthDreams have no strengthI'm fighting to stay afloat in deep .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1049043/ The sun still came up todayIt knows what it has to doAlthough it is still shinningThe sun is dimmed insideI can still feel it's warmthBut it's so much less without youTonight the stars are shinning brightly dimmedThey just don't know what else to doAlthough they still make me wonderI just don't care.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1047567/ A Poem designed to be read top to bottom, or bottom to top. First poem I have ever actually 'designed' http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1047094/ Trapped, suppressed, lost and confusedIgnored, ridiculed, slandered and abusedUseless, pointless, meaningless and defeatedLifeless, invisible, abandoned and cheatedInsecure, vulnerable, desperate and rotten with prideMisunderstood, unwanted, unloved and cast asideUgly, unattractive, lonely, paranoid.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1047090/ Simply because the stuff I have posted recently has been a bit intense, to lighten the mood. I wrote this in Alice Springs, Australia, while watching 'Love Actually' http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1045186/ For someone, back in the day even before 'Come what may' was birthed. Loved always, loved eternally. The words still float on the deep sorrow that sometimes love just is not enough. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1045173/ Lying awake I stroke your hair until you are sleepingWhile whispering sweet nothings in your earIf I ever needed proof of my love for youIt would be how much I miss you when you close your eyesHow I long for the morning to arrive so I can be blessed with your first smileNow that you are by my sideI .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1045155/ I take a seat by the window to watch the worldI am crying my heart out in silence,Listening to the words of Tracy ChapmanAnother day over and still no sign of loveI have walked through another cityWalked down streets I never knew existedYet still have received no smiles or double glancesI .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1045141/ In theharsh hoursThroughthe darkest daysYourealise nothing really mattersBut thearm around your shoulderThe handholding yours so tight So in thefear of coldnessAnd thedenial of depthYou cometo see and findThere isno one thereNo echoto .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1045132/ I have run knifes down my arms feeling the pain ignite the cold gasoline that runs where there should be warm blood. I have burned and scolded my skin forcing my body to answer why I feel as a corpse in a dead world. Oh but the darkness always wins for it steels the time between the though.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1044673/ I refuse to feel thisI will mourn the stonenot what lies beneathI will not feel thisAs the pain buildswith the days that increaseThe force of my resistanceonly adds to the ease of my breakingI have hardly any leaves left to fallas the rot of autumn fills the airI walk belonging through this field of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1044075/ How dare you make up yourmind about me,I've spent my whole life asking and still have no idea who I amI am a flower that grows every second,I just have not learned how to bloomI am the shining sun obscured by cloudsI am the childs laugh muffled by the hand of societyI am.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1043272/ For someone, come what may. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1043191/ I think thoughts that I know I should not be thinkingBut I know that it's not the real me that thinks themI see things that don't really exist or happenI don't know whose eyes I see them with but they are not mineI act in ways that my soul knows is so very wrongIt feels though that it's not my body .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1042856/ I leave it allI leave you all todayI drop this burdenAnd walk awayNow I fade into the windAnd let this shell disintegrateYou thought of me onceYou touched my heart many timesI thank youI think of you stillFor you bought life to my livingAnd what a life I livedI shall not leave youI shall be the gale.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thehumanvoice/1042852/