http://slow.writerscafe.org/Akshay767676 The original writings of author Akshay en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775978318 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Been a long time. (2) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1565833/ There's a home for you along the mountains across the sea with silver curtains so you can seeThere's a home for you in the foothills surrounded by trees no cheap thrills no one required to pleaseThere's a home for you in God's own state with golden apples devoid of all .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1412076/ I sit in front of a mirrorTalking, endlesslyLaughing, like a kidSaying things I'll never hide againLooking at what I wish I had beenTwo years agoOne year ago we're just the sameI sit in front of myselfTalking philosophy wish I could apply it use it, a life cheat sheetLaughi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1411700/ Fall in line http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1408189/ I have these ideas, I have these answers to your questionsAll the tigress's want so much, they want it allAll alone in the night, these are my inhibitionsThey want to be equal, but they won't ever make the first callWouldn't it be wonderful to live when only I could voteonly I had the power and only.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1407292/ What you seek is seeking you - Rumi http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1406880/ You don't always get what you wantUnless it's what you deservedI want to share my wellbut, I've been attacked by the US of AYou don't always dream what you wantUnless you dream of the bloody curbI really wish you wellbut, you're drowned in your dissatisfied wayThey told mehonesty.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1406698/ This is pretty much me talking to a young me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1405595/ Under the sky, along the rainbow,lies our city, city of showThe bigger you are, the better you lookyou can get syringes poked to acquire a glowWaiting in wraps, looking for snow,waiting for the man who gives you your blowIt's morningI'm awake but the sun's still yawningI see couple.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1405496/ It's 3 am againI can't tell, I've been sitting here forever nowIt all beginsA glass, three bottles, spinning words from friendsIt's tremble time againI can tell, I've bumped into poles spilled drinks on people I barely knowYour multicolored leggingsI've arrived at twenty d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1405486/ Isn't she beautifulDark and long like the hair of a young adultDon't we all knowWe all have to give in, into her black glazeThe kids don't see herThey're busy being slavesYour grandfather, he knows herHe probably is more close to her than he'll ever sayAren't her lips what you crav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1404359/ Something I wrote which actually shows a part of me. That's how I see it, anyway. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1404338/ Oh, the view from my balcony They're in groups with a mentality of a cancerous colonyPeople walk their dogs, treat it with luxuryWith nothing on their minds, just adulteryOh, the view from my eyesIt all seems unnatural, dogs chasing micePeople with their halves, walking with fingers in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1403397/ What the title says, I try to convey http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1402919/ Does all the commotion make you thinkAll the passengers walking about with no clueAll the chitter chatter, the distant clinksThe fashionistas with the red skinnies that they sewedOn a terminal, waiting to board your flightThe children trying to tie their shoesDo you feel small, not only .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1402908/ How can I swim when the water pulls me downHow can I swim when my feet are touching the groundHow can I drown when the tides cant stop my soundHow can I drown when the water cannot fill my smoked off lungsHow can I fly when the sky is the final destination How can I fly when the journey .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1402789/ What I feel is always under question http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1402744/ Slipping right through my sensesYou hold me down for my red rabbit eyesI'm stuck inside your fencesWhen you walk by, the silence in my head diesTimid, fast and tumor freeYou hold me down so I can't seeWhat would you like, meat or furOr do you just want a pet for abuses to hurl Sl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1402731/ If we don't blame the moon, it will continue to show its faceIf we don't give up soon, we will starve for daysIf we don't raise our voice, we are safeIf we don't have a choice, our masks will soon chafe And we're told...You are the oneDon't blame the sunIf you have a gunYou can h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1401656/ Blah. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1400284/ All this time that has whisked awayHas drained out the soul in meAll this time we both were busy being blind eyedFor this time, it's you and IAll your hopes give me strength to dreamCliché mountains somehow control me, make me sighThe grieving sun we both have seenFor this tim.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1399698/ Oh, the modern age http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1399696/ Been a long time http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1295163/ I will stand, tear me apart http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1228299/ My love story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1223014/ Old mans b*****d loneliness, flying with the flockTiny voices in the head,shouted words fill the stockClear sky helps survive, cloudy thoughts stab the heartSociety fails to impress,what's with the wait for change to start?A headache, a clear headWishing for better daysEvery .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1222877/ "Aweary of the world, hated by the ones I love" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1222873/ Sweet synesthesia My mind's an encyclopedia Do I see God or is it just a mirage? I sit and take photos from my eyes, complete my collageA collage of elegance. Sweet phantasmagoria I'm shrinking - abrosia Have I seen what I heard or am I hearing colours?I complete my a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1222543/ My mind is not a pretty place to live in http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1222076/ Suffer through these digital thornsTry to think of some better thoughtsBut, there's no mention of a golden sceneSpent a lifetime, how much longer can I be me?Honesty seems like an uninsured policyNever asked for this unkind, untimely tragedyThere's no mention of a greener dreamOh, for how long can I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1221496/ One of the first pieces I ever wrote. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1221425/ Veterans of warSettle the scoreBlood on their handsTo give their children supportA million deaths, no reportTime to be honest, with each passing day corruption soresVeterans of warKilling for hopeSaving our country across the shoreA body with no soulNo assurance as they walk ou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1221108/ The broken. The damned. Being called dirt under shoes. The broken, The damned, The Used. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1220909/ This disease sits, eating away.     The known faces have been cast astray.           The sky never seemed so forlorn,                Blasphemy never seemed to be this strong.Guided painlessly to the end,  &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1220431/ When the bells ringThe monsters hideHiding away doesn't always bring images of despairIn the fortress of solitude, I am I.Where the lifeless riseOnly the true resideUnder the skin with nothing to question my airIn solitude, I survive as I.Every cloud formCreates a new divideIts peaceful to push all .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1220415/ Speaks for itself http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1220405/ Ghost town, no soundOn my own, strandedAlcohol in holy grailAll alone, surrounded.Junkie love, heartlessDestitute, lack conceptTragedy accomplishedAll alone, yet surrounded.Solicited gambleHopes left to dangleApparitions keep hauntingAll alone, always surrounded.Always .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1219410/ Desert the thoughts of an oasisNo solace one can findThrough forest fireWater can never surviveWhat's black, what's blueWe live our lives in divideNot a solitary clueWhat's inside this unused mindIn oblivion, is it true what they sayThe cloaks don't murder and thoughts don't hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Akshay767676/1219022/