Ben Bergeth

Rookie (3-23-92 / Las Vegas)

Ben Bergeth Poems

1. Life To Come 9/30/2009
2. Verbatim 11/8/2009
3. Reflection 12/11/2009
4. Past Is Present 1/5/2010
5. Failure To Launch 2/8/2010
6. Sinful First Nature 2/24/2010
7. Thought Or Not? 2/24/2010
8. Everyone Has An Opinion 4/15/2010
9. Yesterday 4/22/2010
10. There Is One 4/30/2010
11. Can'T Buy Me Love 5/9/2010
12. Same Old Song And Dance 5/9/2010
13. While My Guitar Gently Weeps 5/24/2010
14. To Carry On 12/13/2010
15. If I Fell 1/24/2011
16. Storm The Gates Of Heaven 1/24/2011
17. Dead To Me 2/11/2011
18. Carry That Weight 2/21/2011
19. Me Against Me (Project 86) 2/21/2011
20. I Wanna Know 3/20/2011
21. Help! 3/24/2011
22. You Caught Me Paying Attention 4/6/2011
23. Secrets 5/3/2011
24. Waiting Game 6/23/2010
25. White Washed Grave 6/26/2011
26. It Will Be 9/3/2011
27. Shout 9/12/2011
28. Slow Down 9/20/2011
29. Loosen The Knot 12/8/2011
30. Picture Perfect 1/13/2012
31. You 2/4/2014
32. Division Within 5/4/2011
33. Inner Beauty 5/10/2010
34. Here Comes The Sun 5/4/2010
35. On My Way 4/2/2010
36. Highway 9/12/2011
37. Filthy Rags 4/28/2010
38. Epidemic 3/3/2011
39. Tell Me Why 6/14/2010
40. Special I Guess 2/8/2010

Comments about Ben Bergeth

  • Marissa Garcia (6/11/2010 3:33:00 PM)

    You are a good guy that writes cool poems!
    Your friend, Marissa

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Best Poem of Ben Bergeth

All You Need Is Love

The Beatles were on to something
when John Lennon wrote 'All You Need is Love.'
Culture preached love, hippies breathed love.
We need to live a life of love.

What is love? What is love to you?
Your view of love defines
the way you treat people
and ultimately how people treat you.

When we love others,
we love Him who created us.
The only purpose we were created for,
to love and to be loved. And what a purpose it is.

Love is selfless, it is tender.
Love keeps no record of wrong!
Love endures, it carries on.
When you are shaken to the ...

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As I glance at the road ahead of me, I see two paths that splinter off into the distance. A fork in the road.
One path wide and winding. The other straight and narrow.

Terror. Anticipation. Desire. Fill my thoughts.
I want to take the first step. I need to take the initiative. No I cannot! Second guessing runs, runs though my mind.

The care I have for her keeps me from moving. Paralyzed. I cannot feel my feet.
I do not want to put such a great gift into jeopardy.
I want what is best f

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