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"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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DESIRE
Syre, Passion, Pain, and Desire. Craving your touch Malleably constructing The brazen tough Folds of my skin. To be in your presence Is to be acclimated To the sublime, The calm before the storm. Wrapped around you Lost, and intoxicated In your voice, Your body, your fantasies. I want to feel you, To FEEL YOU. Intertwined, locked, lips, fingertips Your grace is compared To the river goddess herself. Your hour figure A testament of your right I dare not question your des
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Oct 101 min read
PENNY FOR YOUR THOUGHT
Something like a heartfelt apology, Lost words from a broken soul. You will find me where the storms winter, Where the sky, and lands enclave Soaring with every depiction of grace. An essence unbound by time nor The constraints of life. Where do we belong? Is it in the Nature that nourishes us, The sands of the hourglass Which have formed our foundation, Or the inescapable ambivalence Of this erratic world? I am here, Present in this life But not in the past ones. Only frag
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Oct 101 min read
TERRA COTTA
Deep breaths, Calm, composed, Spiralled thoughts, Solitude. Modelled from the very essence Prime, and raw, Carved from the sands of time Beauty undefined. Hourglass, barely trifling, Breath slowly stills, Fixed gaze upon beauty that is, Not a shroud of spite in sight. Work of art, Nature’s very own, Transcendent beauty, Pure heart well known. First steps in a perfect duality, Lightweight foot ahold, Minimal pacing, Primal stories told. Formed from ashes Dust and clay, M
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Oct 101 min read
FALLEN REALITY
Learning to let go Has been difficult beyond recompense. Understanding this chaotic cycle, This karma. Over, and over again, I am reshaped By these actions, Ones perpetrated in my least decisive moments. The lies I hide behind Are merely a façade, A forced illusion adopted To keep the truth from coming to life. In my self conceited desires Lay both My fears, And weaknesses. Acknowledging them Has been no easy task. Thus, I find myself here once again In the midst of the tu
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Oct 101 min read
WHO AM I?
Who am I? Who am I to judge you For your past, And the life Bestowed upon you. Who am I to decide The constructs of right and wrong, The norms By which we live by. Who am I to bear you Ill intent In your safe place Your own home Your mind. I fall, stand, fight, win. Who am I to hate you For the things you cannot control. The dim-glowing ember Being shadowed by fear. Who am I To watch you drown in despair, And cower in silence While you sink into the unknown? I will reach my
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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
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