We have all done it before, drawing circles around ants
crushing a line of ants to watch them scatter in fear
finding enjoyment in torture
thoughtless and without mercy
but what if that is all we are to the universe?
it toys with us, thinks nothing of it
but it does the same as us
just hunting the ants of their world.
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Author:
Geet Kapoor (
Online) - Published: January 25th, 2026 13:52
- Comment from author about the poem: I feel as though our world is but an ant hill, some shall crush it, others break the lines to watch the scatter, they make a maze, they crush us, all things that we do ourselves, the fear of us is the same as the fear of ants, running from death.
- Category: Sad
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Hi, this is my first poem, please give me some feedback :).
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