Unwelcome truths
Accepting and yet rejecting
At the very same time
Quite a trick, I know
But we manage it somehow
And even smile sometimes too

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on September 19, 2012, in Poetry, Writing and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Succinctly, yet brilliantly said, and sadly true.


  2. I agree with Edee..wonderfully said. 😉


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