All what you call that might be happiness
have been none just repeating shakedowns –
and this reddish fruit you call a mere edginess
is just being my only color in my grey breakdowns.
Benyamin Bensalah
07.03.2021
Tag: thoughts
Shadows on the wall
What a terrible cavemen we’ve become;
cracking a day to another
in the dark where only wrong ideas come –
but shadows make no mother, nor father.
Benyamin Bensalah
17.01.2021
On the edge of overlapping lives
Once an angel offered mankind a choice
to have power to destroy or
the power to create life.
At that time, there split two different lives
in which we are living happy, and
the other in which we are now.
No one knows how alternate they are,
but it’s an awful day for living and
a beautiful day to die.
Benyamin Bensalah
07.01.2021
Cat in the box
Cornered by this ill-fate ordered,
but there must exist an alternate ending,
not scorched-land bordered;
the thoughts are so vain, but somehow mending…
Benyamin Bensalah
02.01.2020
Ending envy
How I envy you all
Who can just ignore me,
Delete me from sites or apps,
Block my number and WhatsApp,
And see my face on Facebook no more
While I am glued, imprisoned with myself;
Not like you, I need to face me daily – again
And again feeling pity, disgust, nuisance, hate,
And weirdness, waiting eagerly my disappearance.
Benyamin Bensalah
20.08.2020
Pensieve
There’s an ocean hurricane of burden horrored thoughtless thinking and doubtful agonies,
waiting to take control of the last beam of mind and draw darkened realities;
whirling and whirling in filthy foulness and hellish sorrow –
what could ease it now if there’s no peace to borrow:
lock them inside poetry and remain hollow.
Benyamin Bensalah
10.08.2020
Unwanted sorry
I’m sorry for I had to be born,
I’m sorry for the soul I hold,
I’m sorry how I lived in cold,
I’m sorry for these lines I told.
Benyamin Bensalah
23.07.2020
In seek of attention
Bothered by existence, bothered by the sun,
Bearing to live today or just kill the sun;
Both sounds extremely absurd,
But I just need to be lured
Before my time endured.
Benyamin Bensalah
04.08.2020
Lies
What a bitter joke is the life!
Would it be better without lies?
So many lies that God forbidden,
Those which are or not deeply hidden:
The lied “ailuvyoes”, the lied “aimfines”,
The lying poetries and stolen rhymes,
The lied self-esteem, the lied moods,
The lying virtues under my hooves:
Are all lies.
Are all sections that need sactions.
Are all lies.
And all are punishments themselves.
Benyamin Bensalah
25.02.2018
Blind truth
Our world’s made of shades;
one can’t obtain enlightenment
only through blindness.
Benyamin Bensalah
03.08.2020
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