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Dec 2011 · 1.1k
i refuse
Ben Dec 2011
You would have me play their games
conform to their ideals
take their tests and obey
obey their wishes obey their authority
You would have me forfeit my
individuality, essence, mind, soul
you would wish me to walk
the walk of the waking dead
open eyes unseeing, open ears deafened
by their voices, ranting, raving, gibbering
salivating, drooling, gnashing their teeth
in anticipation of consuming my
hopes, dreams, morals, conscience

but

I refuse you and your lies
I refuse to be one of the flock
I refuse to be subjugated
I refuse your will
I refuse to live how you see fit
I refuse to passively accept your burdens and your problems
I AM ME I AM MYSELF AND I AM I
You will never lay claim to me
**I REFUSE
Dec 2011 · 449
love; part II
Ben Dec 2011
the cold wall brings me to my senses
as kisses placed upon lost lips
are as insubstantial as the morning mists
that blanket this place in a fog so thick
we can wrap ourselves in these clouds from the sky
and hold each other close on these mixed December mornings
where the sun and the snow mix to form falling angels
and the memories of our past mistakes hold no more harm than 
monsters under the bed, shadows gone at loves first light
Dec 2011 · 551
guard your thoughts, else
Ben Dec 2011
an attack of conscience on
the unsuspecting mind brings
men to their knees
faster than a dagger to the back
wills subjugated by the unrelenting
judge of understanding
Ben Dec 2011
present words spoken

reach others ears.....delayed

as past relics
Dec 2011 · 460
an apple of the mind
Ben Dec 2011
a fresh poem a day
                                 keeps the doctor away.


right?
Ben Dec 2011
converse kicks
lead up to lengthy legs
soft as silk
flowing through my finger tips
the wrinkled sheets gather round
trapping our heat
in this sweaty mound
of limbs
tangled too close to be separate
joined as one
not at the hip
but quite close
awkward laughter
leads to young love
and sensuous sighs
escape past locked lips
and fly through the open window
coming to rest on the rooftop
where we first kissed
Dec 2011 · 3.9k
haiku dubstep
Ben Dec 2011
wub Wub wUb Wub wub
dubstep bass drops! ****'s dank brah
wUb wub Wub wub wUb
Dec 2011 · 1.1k
smoking in the shower
Ben Dec 2011
cremating cigarettes
in
a
swirl
of
steam
tricks overbearing
smoke-detectors
Dec 2011 · 893
voyeur
Ben Dec 2011
the Door
                     is
a lie

one we
               accept
as readily
                   as
the inability to climb
through
               any window
we choose

privacy is

mind
        over
matter
                      not
                                 matter
                   blocking
                                 mind

thoughts, not privy to peeking eyes
bodies, in full view of an
                                                                                        entranced
                                                                                        unknown
                                                                                        audience
Dec 2011 · 1.2k
finals
Ben Dec 2011
the moon
                 is no longer
                                     a bright
                                                  silver  ­
                                                           sphere
                                                                ­       in the sky
rather a muddy brown circle
                                                  at the bottom of my coffee cup
while stars
                   that used to
                                       dance
                                                  throughout the heavens
instead play behind
                                    the lids
                                                 of my
tired
bloodshot
eyes
       and
            dawns first light brings
                                                     not
                                                      joy,
nor hope,
nor relief
but stings
                 the nerves and
                                           ushers forth

regret

            at a night's lost rest
                                              on edge from minutes
of sleep my
                     weary mind wonders




*why oh why does it have to be finals week?
Dec 2011 · 1.3k
caffeine
Ben Dec 2011
a night, dream(less)
i want to scream
...rest...
**** caffeine

O.O
Dec 2011 · 853
a loss for words
Ben Dec 2011
the blank page stares
with unfeeling eyes
mocking me
*
"write!"

Dec 2011 · 903
to dream of earthly angels
Ben Dec 2011
the spiraling smoke flows past
your tongue and caresses your lips
floating up on warm breath
to temporarily obscure emerald eyes
then twists and turns to form a halo
round your bright blonde hair
Dec 2011 · 1.2k
jilted
Ben Dec 2011
the smoke that drifts
from lips once kissed
spirals and twists
your eyes are missed
my heart, it lifts
til you dismissed
and caused these rifts
my love, away you ******
lover's hands turned to fists
Dec 2011 · 468
summer love?
Ben Dec 2011
inhale my heart into your lungs
as the embers of the summer's sun
fall to your tongue and turn to ash
while running to escape won't hide the past
and all those nights we scarcely shared
held in my arms you lied, i cared
as we watched the stars set 
to dawns first light
lie to my memories darling
and tell me yesterday will be ok
because tomorrow is hours too far away
Dec 2011 · 1.1k
kids these days
Ben Dec 2011
kids these days*
pan handling music
on the streets
playin drummer
guitarist and sax
to these beats
a tune to the strings
movin money to bring
the notes that float
on a river of sound
to this lane down town
a crunching halt
a stuttering step
move to the jam
groovin to the funky bass
and slappin cello
as new wave poets
recite the stories of
their lives to the
empty crowds with
open minds
Ben Dec 2011
woke up today
smoked breakfast through
my lungs
words flowed from my
pen, unbidden in the end
blues guitar in my head
lyrics written in my soul
the buzz brought on
by this drug in my veins
the rat - tat of the snare
a ghost note on these shelves
books of the mind
opened to the masses
i spent my afternoon in
my classes
with thoughts of the moon
daydreaming loops
round like a record
skipping flipping
and ripping this
poetic veil
Dec 2011 · 777
wise words
Ben Dec 2011
witty witticisms
profoundly profound
flung
        from
               fools
guarantee gibbering garbage
Dec 2011 · 810
on tattoos
Ben Dec 2011
the*                                
parlor   air smells of  
   antiseptic and alcohol    
               while the white gauze chair      
         *sings a        sirens song
        
of    
pleasure      and pain    
                     painting reflections of myself on  
a living canvas greens
blues purples yellows
mingle freely                
with the red                  
     ink drawn                          
from my                        
veins from                    
another br                     
ushstroke                      
puls                            ­  
ing                                
at                                    
10                        ­          
0                                    
0                                    
r                                      
p                       ­             
m                                      
**V.....................­..................
Ben Dec 2011
imperceptible

                       *twitching


                                      whiskers

Mr. Mouse sighed.

                                      Fallacy!
Mr. Owl cried.
Dec 2011 · 705
the mind is a machine
Ben Dec 2011
mechanical ticking
of maniacal minds
who grind their
rusty gears to dust

never stop stripping
their screws and their fittings
til their mental machines
break and bust

dripping and dripping
their oil is leaking
out ear holes and eye holes
malicious malignant pus
Dec 2011 · 608
the laying (lying?) frost
Ben Dec 2011
Frost clings to green Grass
lies of love, a one night stand
gone at dawn's first light
Dec 2011 · 1.2k
winter sun
Ben Dec 2011
the winter sun blows
a frigid december light
the dawn like cold night
Dec 2011 · 488
dream
Ben Dec 2011
in my dream i woke up in a lush green grove
and in the center of the grove there was a pool of crystal
that reflected all the light like a polished mirror.
i walked up to the pool and when i gazed in,
the crystal went black as if all the light had been ****** out of it.
in an instant i saw the world
i saw the past, the present, and the future,
the rise and fall of kingdoms and empires
i saw life through the eyes of an ant, a hawk, a star, and man.
i saw war, peace, love, hate and the entire spectrum of human emotion and instinct.
i saw the joy of life and the void of death.
in that instant, i was everything and nothing,
i knew all, felt all, and there was none more powerful than i.
in that moment i was life and i was death.
i was a god.
then the grove returned and i was once more myself,
except i experienced a profound sense of grief for all that i had lost.
i was truly alone.
the dream then faded to black
and i
dreamt no more that night.
Dec 2011 · 777
An Artist's Lullaby
Ben Dec 2011
Paint my sunset bright with brushstrokes from your lips
Don't leave me with nothing but a memory of this
An Artist's touch is what we need
Girl you said you'd never leave
So hold me close cause it's just so **** cold
Open your eyes and look to the sky
What's happened is over we said our goodbyes

Put the down the pencil you didn't even try
We took all our chances and had our last night
Open your eyes and look to the sky
What's happened is over we said our goodbyes

Color in the pages of the stories of our lives
Reds and blues just like the bruise you gave my heart that night
Cut my face out of the picture
Sloppy now you're cutting quicker creating you're own world to the tune of an artists lullaby

Open your eyes and look to the sky
What's happened is over we said our goodbyes
Put down the pencil you didn't even try
We took all our chances and had our last night
Open your eyes and look to the sky
What's happened is over we said our goodbyes


I'm looking up at the stars in the sky
They remind me of the gleam in your eyes
And the way your smile shined
Oh I wish you were mine

Broken now with colors gone
The world is gray it's said and done
Erase your mistakes and go with the break
Cleaning up the lies you spilled and messes that you make
Dec 2011 · 1.5k
Fall
Ben Dec 2011
The feeling of fall

Will forever remind me of you

Of the nights that we shared

The smell of vanilla in the air



This is the time of year I will never forget

The love that we shared the secrets we kept

These are the scars that I'll always bare

Stitched on the sleeve of my hoodie you wear



Kiss the chill night

To taste the pain

Look in your eyes

Betray I'm ok



This is the time of year I will never forget

The love that we shared the secrets we kept

These are the scars I'll always bare

Stitched on the sleeve of my hoodie you wear



Chills coursing down my spine

Hands fumble explore bodies fingers intertwine

Learning and finding new ways

To pass these fall days



This is the time of year I will never forget

The love that we shared the secrets we kept

These are the scars I'll always bare

Stitched on the sleeve of my hoodie you wear



Now you're in his arms

And I'm all alone

He's kissing the lips

Once pressed upon mine



This is the time of year I will never forget

The love that we shared the secrets we kept

These are the scars that I'll always bare

Stitched on the sleeve of my hoodie you wear



And I swear that I'm fine

Believe me I'm fine
I just can't get the smell

Of vanilla off my mind
Dec 2011 · 618
Marius Gallowsraven
Ben Dec 2011
The pale glow of her skin

Calls out to him

Calling and luring and dragging him in

The kiss of two lovers

The passion delight

Nothing compared to the vampires bite

Golden hair flows back

Exposing her skin

Her blood its calling

Calling to him

Feel her heart beating

Its racing, its racing

Beating and beating the darkness within

Now the bites taken

Now the bloods flowing

Drip, drip, dripping for him 

Soaking and staining the soft white skin

Come see the feeding of

Marius Gallowsraven
Dec 2011 · 7.8k
Outcast Society
Ben Dec 2011
Pariah

Nihilism at its finest

Bleed black the finest shattered diamonds

Of all the lost hopes and dreams

Outcast Society burning in the ruins of fallen Rome

Cynical skeptics, sarcasm dripping venom

Acid burns through flesh blood and bones

No one gives a ****, scream for a savior

Outcast Society burning in the ruins of fallen Rome

Shards of glass smile razorblades

Plague of loneliness grips your throat

Heart beats darkness through your veins

**** society, anarchy reigns 

Outcast Society burning in the ruins of fallen Rome

Shadow world of gray and stones and broken homes

Bleeding hearts and gutted homes

A black void in collapsing homes

Outcast Society burning in the ruins of fallen Rome

Cesspool of sick and stinking ****

Hungry ravish burning Rome

Parasitic beasts feeding on lost souls

**** you in and never let you go

False promises of help, burning, burning, burning, blackens the sky

Outcast Society burning in the ruins of fallen Rome

Nevermore the sun shines down on the wretched land

Outcast Society burning in the ruins of fallen Rome

This

Is

The 

Future
Dec 2011 · 386
The End Of... (part 3)
Ben Dec 2011
it's dark here
colder than i thought possible
where are the
angelic voices
the fires of hell
is there truly nothing?
apathy
true torment
knowing that in the end
there's not even
anything left to care
we die together, but awake alone
and alone we shall be
for eternity
not a single night
but...
Ben Dec 2011
swishcreeeakswisssssssh
it's autumn and the leaves are falling
swishcreeeakswisssssssh
how long will this creaking rope
swishcreeeakswisssssssh
keep my spirit aloft in the tree tops
swishcreeeakswisssssssh
before i too drift to the rotting forest floor
swishcreeeakswisssssssh
Dec 2011 · 463
The End Of... (part 2)
Ben Dec 2011
loneliness is only a curse of the living
together we all dance to deaths slow song
hands forever held, eyes sewn shut
icy lips locked, sharing no feeling
together we dance, together we fall
Dec 2011 · 446
The End Of.. (part 1)
Ben Dec 2011
a poet cannot just die in his sleep or of old age
those are deaths best left to the unimaginative
a poet instead will find his end with the
tragic with the lost
with those who wish to die air
a flair for the dramatic
drowning in a pool of thought
or facing fears at the end of a barrel
or writing with a shard of mirror, reflection of my heart
stories that never heal
on a permanent canvas
an indefinite reminder
woven through ]out a web of veins, vines twisting with life
Dec 2011 · 1.5k
mausoleum ball
Ben Dec 2011
trade insanity to the tailor for top hat coat and cane
to wear to the mausoleum ball, daylights bane
where Lilith masquerades as innocent love
and black bat wings spring forth from every dove
skeletons twist about the living wearing skulls as masks
the grave keeper rejoices in his gruesome tasks
Nov 2011 · 427
inner music
Ben Nov 2011
music carries me
my heart sings silently sighs
through my writing hand
Nov 2011 · 718
the tribute
Ben Nov 2011
a raven's cry haunts the
Stanford Bridge, a warriors life
tribute to Odin
Nov 2011 · 676
piety?
Ben Nov 2011
pretentious pseudo
Priests pompously peruse prayers
purchasing penance
Nov 2011 · 675
ocean emotion
Ben Nov 2011
love
comes and goes
like
ocean tides
footprints
wiped clean
Nov 2011 · 506
selcric circles
Ben Nov 2011
reincarnation
of ideas runs
(selcric circles)
runs ideas of
reincarnation
Nov 2011 · 438
love at first light
Ben Nov 2011
foggy mornings
never looked so good
reflected in gray eyes
Nov 2011 · 454
story
Ben Nov 2011
Once Upon a Time
the storybook never closed
The End?
Nov 2011 · 730
natura ex machina
Ben Nov 2011
celestial eyes gaze
fight against
city lights
Mars is bright
Nov 2011 · 619
roses
Ben Nov 2011
thorns on roses
draw a ******
reminder of fleeting
Beauty
Nov 2011 · 1.3k
the skeleton dance
Ben Nov 2011
twisted bodies turning
grotesque gyrations
in the dark places
where shedding your skin
and drinking blood
is common place
as those dark thoughts
creeping out of cracks
in your desolate mind
hear the dead drums beating
in time to your
broken ****** heart
welcome rotting arms
that grab and grasp
welcoming you in
welcome to the skeleton dance

a masquerade of bone and flesh
words like daggers in this vest
a blood red rose in midnight hair
ruby jewels left on these lips
brushed 'gainst mine fore dawns first kiss
bring end to nights horrid affair
Nov 2011 · 562
loss
Ben Nov 2011
paper hearts held to the flame
burn with the passion that
we used to know
until my fingers are covered
in the ashes of my memories
of the nights we spent laughing
in the glow of our cigarettes
kissing to pass the times that
your hand never left mine
locked our secrets in the dresser
on your desk you held my heart
in the stem of your wineglass
my last memory fades out to the
morning sun erasing the solitude
of night, i’m alive, my heart’s
still beating minus the piece I left with you
Nov 2011 · 561
love
Ben Nov 2011
as we play through these
gray underpasses
drinking the night away
on these cold city streets
share your cigarette with me
and we’ll share our love
in my compact’s back seat
kisses mapping paths to
our hearts as we taste
our souls in the salty tears
of our goodbyes
(spoken)
ashes to ashes we danced
under the moon with the
trees to our backs
fall with the leaves as you
fell into my arms
inseparable i loved you more
than i could never know
Nov 2011 · 778
like
Ben Nov 2011
i wish i could have known you
a lot better a lot younger
so i could see you like this
sundrops on your kisses
with colour in your eyes
fingers trail the frosty panes
as we trade breath on these
cool winter mornings
our hands forming hearts
in the left over spaces
between fingers that hold
my soul delicately carefully
touched by the moon and the stars
as our fingers run over the frosty
winter glass
Nov 2011 · 397
lonely
Ben Nov 2011
a sad sea of trees wishing for
the fall nights breeze to push
the stars their way so they wouldn’t
be lonely come this cold winters day
Ben Nov 2011
self imposed solitude
the only control of
the uncertain comforting
dreams of another
wake to empty arms
holding air and the
nothing in between
alone to save others
from the inner chaos
of a mind unmade
sentenced to eternal
damnation at the hands
of an unrelenting judge
angelic minds turned
towards the soft embrace
of nightfall madness
together we are apart
separated by a rift in
my very soul that no
human connection can
bridge or cross lost
to the feeling of self
awash in the emotions of
others empathetic to
the point of unfeeling
watch the threads
unraveling as my heart
comes undone at the seams
i am alone because i feel
more alive when my heart
is the only one i hear
beating with the longing
for another heart to call
home
Nov 2011 · 656
red leaf dying
Ben Nov 2011
the air outside is biting
the bitter sweet smell
of autumns dying breath
bury me in colors
reds yellows oranges
bleeding their lives
into a thirsty broken ground
bleeding and dripping to
browns grays black
forest floor moist with the
dark sky's lonely tears
falling of off twisted
bare broken branches
skeletal fingers reaching
towards the watery sun
bury me in colors
before the colors
of autumns dying breath
melt into the endless
open abyss of white
winters cruel cold
cleaning of the slate
unbroken except for the
single set of footsteps
leading to a solitary
red leaf dying
Nov 2011 · 518
love is suicide
Ben Nov 2011
your hand, a black velvet glove one a white lace lie
brushed the hair from my innocent eyes
as your poisonous red lips
stole the life from mine
you whispered in my ear
and i could hardly believe to hear
                                  "love is suicide, hold me as we fall together"
fall we did (no regards for consequences)
angels without wings (we left them on my apartment floor)
the wind lifting our hearts (more than our bodies)
as we rested in a pool of roses (a red and black affair....cliche?)
30 stories below
you've never looked so perfect
with a broken halo on your head
with our love on your lips
life reflected in your glassy eyes
no breathe to stir the living
as i fade to black
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