Never did take the time
To follow into who you are
Guess it sprouted from

Some kind of fear
Fear of you
Or maybe more likely me

Hard to fix that now
I can only apologise
But to whom I’m unsure


About Ben Naga

Pilgrim on the lam. Please feel free to explore the links to learn more. I trust you will find some things there will have been worth the effort. See you there.

Posted on April 15, 2015, in Poetry and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.


    The first words measured the time
    The last words came with the rhyme
    In between the words passing quickly
    Circled the words of love
    Fearing to be spoken
    Scared they will be understood

    No walking but forward
    Further into your life
    Walls faltering
    Threatening to crash in
    Just keep pushing toward the Light

    The Light that brightens the Sun
    Not the voice calling out
    Notifying the end is near
    Hold in your thoughts instead remembering
    Near is as far as you want it to Be

    jk – just now

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    The organ breathes softly in the still air.
    The gentle hesitant notes,
    just enough to underline the silence,
    not wanting to intrude.

    In a corner, with the dust and cobwebs,
    a few bits of confetti,
    reminders of joyful celebrations.
    A world away today.

    In the vestry the vicar rehearses.
    Murmurs reassuring words,
    “We gather to remember and honour …”
    And puts on his surplice.

    Everyone in the surrounding area
    is here to show their respect.
    “Died immediately, mercifully.”
    “By a sniper, I think.”

    Someone’s mobile goes off and is silenced.
    Curious, a small child whispers,
    “Mummy, where do people go when they die?”
    “Hush, pet,” is the answer.

    BN – May 17th, 2011


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