Silence

The Messenger’s quite and so is the Skype

The room is so silent and so is the sight

The head’s numb as well the mouth

Everything’s lifeless

Still pain’s inside.

Benyamin Bensalah

02.09.2018

Can’t afford her

Digs and digs the gold-digger,
it can be thick till the gold’s thicker;
no matter you’re a sad loser,
till you feed her, you cannot lose her.

Digs and digs the gold-digger,
until your heart gets hit by her picker;
no matter how you try to muse her,
without gold-hope, you are only a sad loser.

Benyamin Bensalah

26.05.2020

Escalated quickly

I would cry for help,
                                    but nobody cares.
The one who cares
                                   shares with me no affairs.

Like a naughty boy
                                  who’s forbidden from any good,
I’m playing sullen
                                 without any mood.

Benyamin Bensalah

30.08.2018