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Concepts Eternal

Updated on October 19, 2011



I dream of cracked reflections,
and badly-timed demises

I look to the stars some nights,
to sometimes be reminded,
of the beauty He created,
and within it, I’m surrounded,
for a flicker of forever,
a well of dreams springs forth,
my humanity returns,
my inner passion burns,

but then…

my soul constricts again,

I feel the fire again,
I feel the emptiness
I’m going blind again
forgot my name again
I cannot speak again
I feel the crushing weight
the truth, it devastates
the lies I’m told to fight for

I dream of shattered mirrors
and unexpected ends



~~~~~~



Nostalgia is my enemy,
sometimes appearing to remind me
of a time when things were right,
or not quite wrong entirely

Life goes on, remember
this, always and forever,
so the healing process can
begin once more, again



~~~~~~



The only constant is chaos
while the variables flow
through wormholes, created
by the corruption of the soul


I create time out of void
and limitless darkness,
and etch the eternal
into your thought process



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Finally
my vision of us
is fully clouded
with white noise
with static
my wishful thinking
becomes a statistic
so very impossible
I never could reach it

I awake in a sweat
and try to recall
how such things
could ever befall
me within my sleep,
but life isn't fair,
neither are dreams,
and when I awake,
you aren't next to me

I had my one chance
to show you something
that took you so long
to dare let me see,
but the fire is ashes,
the passion has passed us,
the days slipped away,
they fell into dust
and thus fades your face
from the image of us



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May your every wish come true, and be, for me, command
May the power be forever yours, to take or leave my hand
May your lovely smile always stay,
speaking volumes for your heart
May I somehow take your breath away,
so that you wish us not apart



~~~~~~~



Fire streaks arc across horizons of night
The end and beginning have arrived and departed
The atmosphere burns, scorching the Earth,
and the Heavens remember the angel who parted
ways with perfection and threw away glory,
falling from grace, and thus starts our story



~~~~~~~



Who knew their chains could reach me here?
My vacation atop the clouds was cut so short
Tell me, how does it feel to drag me back down
to this indifferent Hell that you call Earth?

Last night, I tried to leave these chains behind
and cut through the bars into the light
Last night, I forgot to remember who I was
before my transition into what I've become



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Up, then down, I'm high, then I awake to realize, I'm shattered upon the cold concrete. Allow me to bleed all over the ice film that covers your streets. Crush my lungs beneath the weight of your disdain, so that I may no longer be your ailment, your plague. Misinterpret my intentions, and I shall return the favor, just as we were designed. Watch my humanity seep from my broken state, and consume it, to stay alive.



~~~~~~~



We scream to the clouds,
and wish upon stars,
begging for self preservation

We kill for ourselves,
and call it heroics,
so that our good name is upheld

The righteous shall prosper
and justice shall reign
over the dead and the wretched,
so let us all face our fates

Who among you is right
in the eyes of Perfection?
Which of us shall be held
above the the wrath of the Sky?

Atmospheric dissonance,
constructing a storm
at my command

The souls of condemned
bowing in terror
at my right hand


~~~~~~~


Symmetry stands alone in a crooked field of imbalance,
so fixate your eyes upon the only thing that keeps you sane
You cannot pray for change, for it shall go unanswered,
as have, for centuries, the pleading requests of the ordained

Look to the sky, and lift your voice on high, unleash your desires,
so that fire and brimstone may fall and release you from your torment
Summon the wrath of the Gods above, they will heed your beck and call,
for they recognize your determination in blood lust is indeed hellbent



~~~~~~~



And when the music softly fades into a vivid mood, and the rhythm is set into motion, behind those eyes a fire is formed, and inside my mind, an image, a notion, born into completion. Now, only movement, and swing, and swaying between us remains, and our senses will please us.


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© copyright Ben D.A 2011

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      BeyondMax 5 years ago from Sydney, Australia

      This is so deep, Ben. It's a fantastic collection of poetry that is just like multifaceted gem. It sparkles and blinds me and I loose myself within worlds, within time, withing space. Emotions and revelations, it's an endless journey you engage me in with your expressive words... It's just so powerful!

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      sligobay 5 years ago from east of the equator

      My words can only diminish your meaning which is timeless and painful to embrace. The loss of love and faith is our common experience.

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      Erica Sanchez 5 years ago from California

      Oh beny Ben Ben this is fantastic. You are truly a gift to writing .

      Belly bell bel

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      BenWritings 5 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      thank you taking the time to comment, sandy :]

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      slrimmer 5 years ago

      Absolutely Brilliant!

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      BenWritings 5 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      thank you vanillavelvet! :D so are you! lol

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      Angela Hart 5 years ago

      BEAUTIFUL! ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL!

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      Acorn 5 years ago

      You are a amazing writer.. And such a beautiful man. If only you showed how heart felt you can be..to others.

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      aylee95 5 years ago from Honolulu, HI.

      Hello, sorry I haven't been commenting for a while.

      I absolutely fell in LOVE with this!! :D I love the way that you just seem to have a way with you that makes the words flow from one to the other, how you can match the song so beautifully with your words! I am SO jealous... xD Awesome job! :D

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      asmaiftikhar 5 years ago from Pakistan

      beautiful and unique expression.

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      BenWritings 5 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      cardisa - I dunno how you missed this 1 haha, this is my personal favorite in quite some time. Thanks for always reading, it's so nice to have some people that stuck by me

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      Carolee Samuda 5 years ago from Jamaica

      How did I miss this one?

      Whenever I read your poetry I always feel like I am the one experiencing it, that's how captivating and powerful your words are.

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      BenWritings 5 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      Uriel - you have always blown me away with your appreciation for my work. You're an extremely passionate writer as well, and I will check some of yours out soon. Thank you so much! :]

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      Uriel 5 years ago from Lebanon

      that is crazily EPIC, i don't know really where to start but it is simply beautiful in whole and in parts. I don't know i have a psychology exam and i want to stay on the page and read it again but i have to finish my material.

      This work is really amazing, i hope i can quote you on fb :D:D:D

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      BenWritings 5 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      Qudsia - holy crap, yes you may :D thank you!!

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      QudsiaP1 6 years ago

      Nostalgia is my enemy,

      sometimes appearing to remind me

      of a time when things were right,

      or not quite wrong entirely

      Life goes on, remember

      this, always and forever,

      so the healing process can

      begin once more, again

      ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

      Holy crap Ben, can I say bloody fantastic stuff?

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      BenWritings 6 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      rebekah - thank you very very much for your visit and comment :]

      acer - as always, you're spot-on

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      rebekahELLE 6 years ago from Tampa Bay

      There's a lot going on in these poems. Beautiful, I love the experience you give to the reader.

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      Mentalist acer 6 years ago from A Voice in your Mind!

      Tragic Shadows When Understood Leads To Yet Another Search For A Remedy Hopefully...To Find And Stop The Butterfly Wings Flapping Before The Hurricane Is Caused By It.;)

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      BenWritings 6 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      Randy, I love your visits, and I'm sorry I don't visit yours and many others' nearly enough. I will try to start doing that again. Thanks for the great comment, and for reading my work, always :]

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Wow you are really prolific Ben! I've read these over several times trying to pick favorites, but they each appeal in different ways. I liked the lines Nelleanna highlighted but also, "Last night, I forgot to remember who I was

      before my transition into what I've become". The whole chains poem reminded me of myself. You've got a lot of Yin Yang going on here. But that is life I suppose. Well done Ben.

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      BenWritings 6 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      Steph, your description was basically how I feel. I try to simply put the feelings of all humanity into words, though many of them apply to my life specifically.

      It just gets hard to try to show it to others...they rarely seem to relate anymore

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      the pink umbrella 6 years ago from the darkened forest deep within me.

      these are not words born of a singel era Nellieanna, these are words born of a personal pain set deep within mirroring the pain of others, yet completely specific to ben himself.

      You know you are a truely gifted writer, ben. and you take the reader by the hand and journey him through your meaning.

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      BenWritings 6 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      Oh, Nellie...I wish I wasn't

      It seems I was born to torment myself in my head

      Thank you for being the first to comment, I appreciate it

      *Hugs*

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      Nellieanna Hay 6 years ago from TEXAS

      Oh Ben. You write as a spokesman for your era and age, I fear. Powerful stuff, my dear. Powerful. This is especially so:

      "The only constant is chaos

      while the variables flow

      through wormholes, created

      by the corruption of the soul"