Ben Bergeth Poems

A kingdom divided falls
like sand castle
trampled by men
or surged by currents
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The girls I knew seemed fun and enjoyable
but they never seemed appealing.
They seemed different,
as if lacking something found in others.
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I am looking for you,
in every place, every space.
When I found you, I only stumbled upon a piece of you.
With every girl, I get closer, closer to you.
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Love and money paired as one,
what a disgusting thought.
To think that something priceless
can be bought with a worthless promise.
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A fence has a defined design,
consistent from post to post.
A clothing pattern seems flawless,
it repeats ever so often.
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Everyone has an opinion.
Thoughts can be shared out loud by those outspoken.
Many opinions are locked away inside the heart never to escape,
as fear and rejections guard its cell.
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The smoke from my burning rag
blows into my face
the smoke burns my eyes
I wipe my eyes clean of the dirty, black rag
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Behind that emotionless, unshakable exterior
lives a man that hangs on every word.
He studies, he applies.
He learns from every girl.
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A chance never taken is a chance wasted.
A chance to love, this love is not a word.
This love is an action, care-filled acts.
Always shown when not deserved, just like grace.
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Changes, risks, opinions, judgment
All of which hinder and alter
our choices, way of life, and the truth
that guards our tongues.
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