http://slow.writerscafe.org/anothermaleid The original writings of author anothermaleid en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776053314 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Not quite someonewho’s been exactly thereI’ve been in theneighbourhoodNot quite funnelled bythe same tunnelI see light at the endof this one too We swallow the darkesthourWith our very ordinaryheartsThe will is ours forthe makingNever th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/2759345/ a hit gone wrong http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/431331/ The sky is highSo am II try to fryWhat cannot die�Coz this is howI like my plateAnd this is howI operateI try to sayWhat I mayI cannot strayThis life away�Coz this is howI test my fateAnd this is howI operateI try to seeHow things should .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/300646/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/295582/ More than a million yearsYes, I’ve been around that longThings then were different thoughYou weren’t around. I’ve fed your forefathersBathed them tooI’ve taken your s**t (literally)And been peed upon tooThat however, is not a concernThere’s othe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/295069/              I have nothing against the Americans, but there’s something about the country that doesn’t seem quite right. On the other hand, I love India (even to the extent of being patriotic), but there’s something abo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/294977/ I think I’ll writeA song yet to be sungI think I’ll craftA fad yet to be set Feed one hungry mortalFor every beer you haveGive an old shirt awayEvery time a new one’s acquired A song yet to be sungA fad yet to be set Castrate the rapistLyn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/294974/ The tsunami, the earthquake, of 2005Thank god for them.People, half naked,Thank god for them.Squeeze every drop,Don’t miss an inch,Comb every yard,Don’t miss a thing.The middle man I am,I’m the chosen one,I’ll deliver to the needy,Funds, so generousl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/294973/ A little over three years now,And it seems like yesterday.I remember the promises I made,How not much has happened.I remember how I’d long to hold your hand,How I still do. My idiosyncrasies you know so well,My continuing sanity,Only you to thank.‘Stand by me&rsq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/294972/ Get a gripget a lifetake a breakgo over the topdefy convention.Changemake a changedon't mediateelevateget down. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/294971/ The New Delhi railway station,The parcel office, A nightmare within,A nightmare without,Habits die hard. Three boxes,A twenty kilo monitor,A ten kilo C.P.U,Standard measures,Plus thirty kilos of junk. Five minute wait (only),The man in-charge arrives,Says, &ldqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/294970/ Let me, here, show you my friend,That you are all but deadThat you’ve died deaths too many to count,That you will again. Death when you walk,Death when you talk,Death when you sing,When you decide to wear that ring.Death when you’re sad,Death when you’re ma.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/294966/ A slight chill prevailed,Nothing one couldn’t handle.The pandits (clergy) were only half an hour late, The men folk assembled in one room,Cigarettes, cheroots, and hookahs were passed.A strange quiet prevailed,Except for the occasional clinks of glasses;When served, was co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/294965/  Please allow me to introduce myselfI’m a man with no wealth and some tasteA little drunk, a little stoned,Wondering if I’m part of the game. Little Lucifer I’ve been called,And I think to myself,How kind mankind is‘S**t!’ I say. I s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/294964/ Growing up fastGrowing up slowGrowing up together Brothers in smokeDistance, abstinenceGrowing apartBrothers in smoke The distance, naturalAbstinence, imposedChoices madeRoads pickedGrowing apartBrothers in smoke  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/294961/ Here I am, in the dawn of the waking light.Thoughts in mind out of reasonDriven to conclusions unknownThoughts in mind out of seasonNo trees, no plants, no seeds were sown.Often told, “Curb your urge to flyClip them wings.The cage you are init’s your cage now... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/294960/ Apprehensions creeping,Tube train’s in the headPolka dotted vision,The loony’s tuned in. There’s music when there’s none,Fresh air in the hot and humid surrounds.The garbage smells of flowers so sweet,The warm cola cools the insides. Its forty th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/294959/ To be done, there’s so much.So much to doSo much to conquer,Conquer your fears? Fight your way out?Resist?All is well?Give in? I’m no better than you,Better myself I can.You’re no better than me, Better yourself you can. Run? Run!Walk?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/294958/ Woke up this morning,‘Have a good day’ I said to myself.Wondering how a minute could seem so infinitely long,A year, seemingly short. It’s comical, how we never have time,When time is what we have most of.How there’s so many friends we have,Yet we feel so.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/294957/ In rhythm the beats beatThe whistler whistles onSilenceBang!You’re afraid,Paranoid Stages, take you downCrawl, walk, run, crawl.You cannot moveYou do not wish toDazed, fazed, Or just dead?  Strings, attachedAttachments, inertInertia, apathy, Apathy, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/294956/ The pups dying slowly is the truth,The big ones dying quick is the truth.The child looking for a meal in the dumpster is the truth,His father eating off the floor of a railway station platform is the truth. Aids and cancer is the truth.Patients’ treated as scum is the truth.Murder,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anothermaleid/294955/