Biography of Benjamin Age
If there is anything within I must be proud of in my lifetime, it is what I have said; what I have written, what I have done, what I believe, and what I have thought people about.
Poems from my first poetry collection titled " Girl In Hell" first published 2009
Tho' I do not consider my self much a poet but you say " He writes because he is inspired by anything that he can connect to the divine; his beliefs, his philosophy.
Benjamin Age Poems
Wonderful woman I just can't but wonder How much I've come to love her.
Dont Look Far Off
don't look far off, at this time in rue the world is taking on its grime with moral and goodness lost in time
So would I, to blood once again So would I To my white queen The stars have departed
I was born in the year Of a great depression, . My parents were born here
If You Know Me
i don't want you to know me, if you know me, you will
Call Of The River Nun
Holy beautiful nun, you tax my memory, Over you boys are flaunting their abilities To shoulder a social taboo While some dance in heartful joy
Silent girl of the river goddess Why do you speak not of our love Why did you give not our love a try For in you I rediscovered my name
Everything Fades Into Nothing
When your eyes are close for eternity And you realise your life was only a dream Everything fades into nothing As if everything that exists
Death is hanging on a loom My ship is set sail a quest No boon, no time for rest Life leaning on a strife till every noon
A Kiss From Jove
Running here and there Scampering for daily bread Between you and me Ills eating deep in between
Think About It
Think about it About you, about me About everything You were born to meet
She Decides To Die
She decides to die Every time she closed her eyes She stared death in the eyes So she decides to die
I Hid My Love
I hid my love At the shore Where Kharon Ferries shades
Long ago when all was nothing but void There exists time over untold centuries Ancestors, beliefs defying normalcy When from void was born love.
Long ago when all was nothing but void
There exists time over untold centuries
Ancestors, beliefs defying normalcy
When from void was born love.
Modern man who sit in ponder to call a myth
With too many religions intending deceit
Love of a perfect God eluding understanding
Time to be born, time to die, time forever lives.