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Procrastinating Our Ends

Updated on November 8, 2011







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Something about those soft ways invites me to let go
Somehow when she speaks, I'm encouraged to release
Sometimes when I feel her near me, I need not know a thing
I'd prefer simply to bask in her aura,
and her everything, and nothing




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Yesterday's meaning
Today's tragedy
Tomorrow's acceptance

I wish to find the meaning within the tragedy, and accept it.

The cold air stiffens senses, inviting heat to be generated.

This generation is on fire, alive with every burning desire of darkness and of light.

We stand in awe of our meaningless ascension.





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You captured me, yes, but I chose to comply so freely


You freed me from chains, then offered me a cage


Forgive me for escaping

Forgive me for what I had to do...to restore my demon's wings

I will never forgive you, despite the fact you're lying in your grave.

I will never forget your face, when you saw those wings spread.




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I am...

the most meticulous of killers


I have volunteered to rob you

of everything you are


Voluntarily, I chose to end you,

but we both know how inevitable it was

I looked out across the tree tops, and saw the life within them rise in smoke, further polluting the atmosphere we breathe.

I looked out across the highway, and saw the barren waste, fully becoming everything I dreamed.

You must remain loyal to me, for my scorn is unrivaled.




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We walk alone, through the masses and crowds

We see ourselves, in their faces, in their weakness

The floods of human kind pass us by, but we rarely stop to greet them

The waves of profane swarm around us, but we refuse to truly listen

This epidemic is spreading quickly, and its name is indifference

This sickness has entered our minds, but we no longer know the difference

The distance has grown so close to our hearts, no longer so distant

We grow closer, only in our coldness, yet further every moment...

....In the flames...




© copyright Ben D.A 2011




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      BenWritings 5 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      Wow, Nellie. I don't always see my writing as having much value, but I always hope it makes an impact. Thank you so much

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      Nellieanna Hay 5 years ago from TEXAS

      I wonder if you know how really good you are and how well you write. . . Your poetry flows so naturally and says so much. You must never stop writing.

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      BenWritings 5 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      steph - that means SO much to me! I love that you still read them and enjoy them thank you

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      the pink umbrella 5 years ago from the darkened forest deep within me.

      wow, its like i think that you blow me away with your writing, and then i read something else that totally takes me off guard.

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      BenWritings 5 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      Nellie!!! :]

      I couldn't ask for more than that :] thank you so much. You've always blown me away ( and everyone else ) with your talent and power

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      Nellieanna Hay 5 years ago from TEXAS

      You continue to amaze me, Ben.

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      BenWritings 5 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      missingyou - I appreciate your specific comment, showing me that you actually read them closely. Thank you for visiting! :]

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      missingyou 5 years ago from Canada

      Really thought provoking, image evoking, looking for another rhyme here, great stuff from your pen, BenWritings. Thanks for sharing. I like the first one because it's so sweet, but the indifference poem is also intriguing. I do not understand the death poems, but they have considerable strength. Regards, missingyou

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      BenWritings 5 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      Thank you :]

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      alexandriarose 5 years ago

      I love it.

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