"Verse Haven"

-Gilbert Manger (Jose)

Poetry, Reflection & Becoming.

An exploration of identity, memory, emotion, history, perception and the collective process of human thought and experience through literary art.

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CHAOS WALKING

You are with the earth, The night, and sky listening for vices, Chasing Everglades. If the morning comes And we still remain, Call the hallows chariots, Hellhounds, guardian deities. Refrain from being the prisoner, Absconding with moral decadence. Primordial being, Malevolence encased; cursed. Wait, wait, There’s still something in the air; Sinister, cold, Alluded to repeatedly. If there is paranoia, Then withhold this memory. Still, silent, profound, Do not deject into

"Hope"

Jose

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OUT OF LIFE

My eyes are heavy, So full like the stained Graveyard on my lips Filled with death. It is too much. I do not know how much more I can take, I have been holding on too long. It is 3 am and I am nauseated Not feeling, Still plagued With the madness lingering beneath. What is going on in my mind, Where is the peace, What has happened to my soul, Now lost in anguish? Find me, Please find me. I am sinking lower each day, So someone please help. I am tired Oh so tired. It hurts

Oct 102 min read

ETERNITY

Spent an eternity wondering If that was me Blindly locked in, True form, mirror trapped, reflected. What has been seen Remains a mystery still, Like the source of life, All that is, all that we are. If death truly was the healer, And life, the most gruesome lessons, Where does that leave Our presence on this fickle earth? Why is there no peace For the innocent, Hope for the lost, Love for the weary. Each streak of blood Through these persons Has been a thousand lifetimes O