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I sank one day
Deep into
A tree
Becoming
One with
The nurtured
Roots
I wished to be
I watch
As she
Descends

Her light reaching out
Trying to hold on
Till the very end

But as I watch
I know
I’m not alone

In my peripheral
There is a man
Looking out
Sitting on stones
I have this vision
of you in my mind

But through your words
I found the human
lurking inside
And
I can tell by your responses
there’s not much going on

Are you listening?
Or
Just trying to get by?

Once in a blue moon
I meet plenty like you
only for it to become
all too human
way too soon
no one seems to understand!
human knowledge, i just want to expand
i'm only trying to be of service
there's really no need to be that nervous
try my delicious potions
or my very, very soft lotions
and you'll be helping me on my quest
to benefit all! truly it's for the best!
lie there quiet now, it won't hurt a bit
you're helping humanity
so i'm sure you're ok with it!
Gant Haverstick 2024
Humans, so weird, yet so intricate and fragile,
The horrors they've caused, so vile!
Some see the world as a black and white tile,
That simple, that closed-minded, is how they think,
Their traditions, simply the link,
That stops others from putting a ring,
On their same-gender lover,
Force them to put on a stupid old cover,
Can't let a person love another,
Oh buy you would rather,
You would rather snap at her,
For loving some other,
Her.

They find you inferior, because you're you,
Escaped the binds they never could,
So they create fetters of hate,
And put you in them, why?
Because it isn't "normal,
Even though they're even though they're caged by belief,
That they're in the right,
When really, they're shooting the wings of
Lovebirds,
Just trying to love,
their
Lover.

But it's fine, dear lovebirds of the world,
Their "right and wrong", will be hurled,
What was once, absurd,
Your love, always undeterred,
The word, it'll be bettered,
For all to live in peace,
The hate, will cease,
Cease to even merely exist,
All of those homophobes, sexists,
Will lose their hate,
And we'll live in a world,
Peaceful, in harmony, and without
Prejudice.
hope you enjoy it, I'd love feedback, positive and negative!
Wistful dreams, never to be real,
Her eyes, a beautiful shade of teal,
The things she had me feel,
Took my heart, thief,
Your feelings, ever so brief,
Yet I dream of a haven,
Far away from all civilization,
With only dreams of you and I,
On your love, get high.

Then I wake up, an alarm blaring,
My heart, (never repairing),
Took you for granted, left me stranded,
You were there—each time life reprimanded,
I love you, though I wish otherwise,
Maybe, if I’d been ever more wise,
We could be dancing in the moonlight,
Our brains on a flight, with love as the pilot,
I love you, yet I hate you.

I understand, yet I don’t,
I won’t ever hate you, I won’t,
All our good moments, ethereal,
To my heart, you’re imperial,
Forever, I’ll love you, forever,
Me and you, we’re better, together,
I love you, to infinity and beyond.
a little love poem
Take me to that fantasy sea world,
When the night is calm and lonely,
Scatter my ashes along the shores,
Let the waves take me into that deep sea,
Where the whales and dolphins sing,
As I dance along to their sweet and lovely tunes,
And there, in depths serene and wide,
My soul shall rest.
At peace, inside the ocean’s gentle hold.
The new dawn 222.

To whoever it may concern.
Though the world may rage,
like gilded nightingales caught in a cage,
our souls can still sing softly.

The earth may crack with no footfall to faucet,
the fault doesn't always fall with the wind,
sometimes, the storm begins within.

This is why the search begins,
beneath the surface, where the silence knows our name,
where the echoes go to live.
I wrote this poem regarding times throughout my life I've felt stuck or "caged" due to societal norms. It's about introspection and resilience in a world full of noise and pain, committed to pushing their own narrative. When we're able to go within, true healing and strength begins. Diving deep into our silence to discover our authentic self, then fight like hell to defend it.
They say that when you die
Your life flashes before your eyes
I think parts of me die every few days

The suffocating agony
of my childlike innocence
The oblivion and sincerity
of little white lies I told as a child

It all flashes before my eyes every few days

Blurred monochrome memories
Screaming and crying, laughter and joy
Scraping my knees with muddied hands

Siblings watching in silence
for they knew to not speak
As I climbed the ladder of our bunk bed
Trying to escape the unrelenting lashes

Begging God to be let go
Seeking blind faith

It all flashes before my eyes every few days
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