Submissions by Beniah
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SONG LYRICS
Published
26th Jun 2015 4:13pm
26th Jun 2015 4:13pm
Jacqueline
Jacqueline
There you are, smooth like wine,
a true heroine a wave in motion
playing smooth melodies from your tambourine
the source of your vibrant baseline
in all the acts you are the main enduring all the pain
but on the other side of the coin
you will forever shine
Jacqueline
There you are, smooth like wine,
a true heroine a wave in motion
playing smooth melodies from your tambourine
the source of your vibrant baseline
in all the acts you are the main enduring all the pain
but on the other side of the coin
you will forever shine
Jacqueline
657 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Jun 2015 7:26am
26th Jun 2015 7:26am
internal solipsism
Day in, day out, is the continuation
Of the unending daily in-fighting
Mind you; not physical
But of what to interdict,
Struggling in between ends,
As the pendulum swiftly undulates
Between hate and love, peace and war,
Forward and backward movements
In the morning I hear a lawyer
Speak in my head, then a poet
In the afternoon
And a handyman when hunger strikes
You should have just let it go,
Voices of regret,
But it was worth it; inclination
Comes the sprit of reaffirmation
All to make me revolve around,...
Of the unending daily in-fighting
Mind you; not physical
But of what to interdict,
Struggling in between ends,
As the pendulum swiftly undulates
Between hate and love, peace and war,
Forward and backward movements
In the morning I hear a lawyer
Speak in my head, then a poet
In the afternoon
And a handyman when hunger strikes
You should have just let it go,
Voices of regret,
But it was worth it; inclination
Comes the sprit of reaffirmation
All to make me revolve around,...
611 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Jun 2015 11:40pm
25th Jun 2015 11:40pm
once upon a time
Once upon a time,
I lived with a wasp
A pig, a bee
And an ant
& I was the goat
I lived with a wasp
A pig, a bee
And an ant
& I was the goat
638 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th May 2015 12:23pm
18th May 2015 12:23pm
Black Motion
when life reaches, rock hard times
when life story goes off without rhymes
you might think that it's the end of times
holding helplessly, only to your totems
bro realize, you still have miles ahead
pets to cherish, and even love to breed
someone will always carry you forward
for the world is whole lotta broad
wait, patiently for moments of realization
for hard-work will amount to relaxation
cherishing the little love in motion
pessimistic optimism for yo motivation
when life story goes off without rhymes
you might think that it's the end of times
holding helplessly, only to your totems
bro realize, you still have miles ahead
pets to cherish, and even love to breed
someone will always carry you forward
for the world is whole lotta broad
wait, patiently for moments of realization
for hard-work will amount to relaxation
cherishing the little love in motion
pessimistic optimism for yo motivation
711 reads
9 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
16th May 2015 8:40am
16th May 2015 8:40am
we can't
my dream is to plant the seed
though my brothers are high on weed
and my sisters always laid in the bed
my is no one will read
and we were never taught to revolt
even if we harvest no malt or wheat
and never to know about now but the past
our thoughts divided, like a grain of salt
my words shall never materialize
for they shall not realize
because they are in no craze
only going to think about maize
we can not empower
writers have got no power
because there is no desire
opposed thought is alien to the empire
though my brothers are high on weed
and my sisters always laid in the bed
my is no one will read
and we were never taught to revolt
even if we harvest no malt or wheat
and never to know about now but the past
our thoughts divided, like a grain of salt
my words shall never materialize
for they shall not realize
because they are in no craze
only going to think about maize
we can not empower
writers have got no power
because there is no desire
opposed thought is alien to the empire
588 reads
5 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
15th May 2015 1:21pm
15th May 2015 1:21pm
Perspectives
the world at large
closes it's door when my success appears on the page
storing their negativity in a garage
running back and forth
my mouth full of froth
on their necks they build a gult
now that I have acted otherwise
those who think are wise
blows the clock anti-clockwise
and force me down
because they haven't grown
or even seen
closes it's door when my success appears on the page
storing their negativity in a garage
running back and forth
my mouth full of froth
on their necks they build a gult
now that I have acted otherwise
those who think are wise
blows the clock anti-clockwise
and force me down
because they haven't grown
or even seen
656 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
12th May 2015 11:21am
12th May 2015 11:21am
life
a game of life
to some without strife
maybe ending without a rife
or with a knife
searching for love
books in the shelve
yearly, months twelve
searching for the groove
daily with flies
surviving on true lies
uphill or downhill, same applies
deceptive motives
the jungle of survival
step by step, more trial
call the Lord for revival
bound by betrayal
....ah, wow, oh life
to some without strife
maybe ending without a rife
or with a knife
searching for love
books in the shelve
yearly, months twelve
searching for the groove
daily with flies
surviving on true lies
uphill or downhill, same applies
deceptive motives
the jungle of survival
step by step, more trial
call the Lord for revival
bound by betrayal
....ah, wow, oh life
744 reads
2 Comments
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