And Besides


I don’t think
Going for a walk
Is a good idea
It’s quite cold

And besides
It’s getting late
And we don’t want
To be out in the dark

It is in vain
You display to me
Your broken heart

For I am unable
To repair it, dear one
And besides
I have one of my own

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 May 9, 2020, in Poetry and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 15 Comments.

  1. To the dear one I often seek,
    The heart was shown in its truest reflection
    And in it you saw your twin heartbeat
    Of course my heart is broken
    When yours is as well
    But know I’ll be there to stand by YOU
    No Matter The Feelings That Come

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  2. I think we all feel a sense of loss right now.

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  3. I really like this, Ben. There is a tenderness about it…

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