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Ben Palomino Jan 2021
A lovers tune
Long lost to me

Saytr’s play their
Flutes but I can
Hear no melody

And when tossed
To sea
The sirens songs
Have lost their
Lustful luring

So Apollo
I ask if thee

Why does the
Muse forsaken me

Perhaps the gods
They seek
An offering

So I’ll bleed
My blues
Under the lonely
Oak tree

To ease my ears
And find that
Missing key

Then in golden hues
The answer illuminating

I was never without
The tune
But
The heart beat
You’re not a poet because you know those ‘fancy’ words
You’re a poet because every word you write comes straight from your heart

You’re not a poet because you feel alone
You’re a poet because pen and paper are your biggest companions

You’re not a poet because you understand emotions better
You’re a poet because you let them flow freely

You’re not a poet because people admire your work
You’re a poet because you write for your own contentment and not for people's consent

You are not a poet because you’ve failed in love
You’re a poet because you’ve been in love deeper than anyone else

You’re not a poet because you are strong
You’re a poet because you don’t hide your weaknesses

You’re not a poet because you can heal hearts
You’re a poet because you know what it means to be broken






              ©words of a withering soul
..............
Ben Palomino Dec 2020
My mind claims
To be the master

So chain me near
The pastor  

When Asking god
For help
It fills me with laughter

For I know in this
Moment
It really
doesn’t matter

I’m holding my heart
In my hand
And it’s only bleeding
Out faster
Ben Palomino Dec 2020
Depression clouds
Above my head

They swarm

With no one there
To keep me warm

When it rains it pours

And
Once again I’m left alone
To brave
These storms
Ben Palomino Sep 2020
Hand in hand
We chased
This dance

Gliding across
The fragile glass

I turned to the right
You took your stance

And Within your gaze
I became entranced

Relaxing my mind
to make it last

That’s when I
Opened my eyes
And it came to pass

So lost in the dream
I forgot this floor
Was made of glass…
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