Benjamin Paa Willie, 27 march 2012
My fears, and many doubts I had,
Were numberless like the dead
I believed, in this towering cedar
And iron walls, I am protected
From the poisoned darts of foes
Unseen spirits lurk in the night
Mostly those of once living men
To snatch my soul; cease my being
For reasons, strangely, never explained
(Mortal beings had me believe)
I dreaded night and venerated day
I dreaded the dead, venerated the living
Oh my regrets don’t swallow me now
I pray lo you captive of unfounded fear
It is for you I write with my last blood
Descending the dead underworld
And yet agonizingly breathing my last
True I know not by whose blade I die
But I know, my life passing away, that
Spirits of once living men are no predators
Of ours
Regretful
I lived with misplaced fears
I …
Benjamin Paa Willie, 27 march 2012
Nothing is changed
Everything is the same
The way you look into my eyes
Still consumes my entire being
Your sweat still steals my heart
As the beads
Formed on your temples
Drop down on my wet apples
As your root cleaves my ground
And draws the water of my soul
Never cease teasing these apples
Let your touch be gentle
Very gentle
Slowly gentle
And occasionally lushly rough
With my fingers locked
Behind your daring loin
Let me choose each crest
And you the depth of each trough
Upon the coming find the deepest
Do not be alarmed
That this has taken too long
Longer than our first time
Or the moment just ago
In the former
You were so scared
And natural naïve
About my caressing care
In the latter
Expressive eagerness
Packed in ill-fated impatience
Prodded your coming
So sail let us
Upon this tide and toil
Hoping you find
The deepest trough
With a restful sigh
Moments upon
The second coming
Benjamin Paa Willie, 27 march 2012
A lot is changed
Nothing is the same
I whispered your name
To the eastward winds
But they blew it southward
Deep down into the sea
I promise I will be gone
But for three days
I understood the intricacies
So I left the key with you
A lot is changed
Nothing is the same
Life is not as it seems
Nor death as it is echoed
The journey is without an end
The lane leads to eternity
And limbo is full
Of smiling smiles
And sacred souls
Seven waiting years
Is come and gone
But our sun is still and high
Just at where I met it
Eternity’s clock is yet to click
Three days is still not come
And I know not when
I am waiting
Twelve moments in the land beyond
The seal is broken
The veil is torn
Their souls are free
Sirius may never shine again
Nor may the Three Wise Men
So listen, my beloved
The last scroll reads:
“You do not have a soul
There is no life after death
You are a soul
But have a body
Souls do not die.”
Find the key
Set your soul free
For the next sunrise
May be
The Second Coming
Benjamin Paa Willie, 27 march 2012
Nothing is changed
After half the years
I had lived before
Is come and gone
Unnoticed
Untouched
Unadorned
Unsung
I look into myself
I remind my soul
You will be gone
But for three days
You promised
You sermonized
You proclaimed
You salted a song
But you are still not come
Several three days
Is come and gone
Yet you are only in my dream
I look into myself
I hold unto the dream
Cling unto the past
And the future it promised
But you are still
You are still not come
I see the nights
Together
Nights spent under pregnant clouds
Nights of star-devoid skies
When we fixed our eyes
Unto the only two
That we saw in ourselves
Treading in the narrow way
As branches of reeds
Hosanna-ed our love
We unknowingly marched into our
Crucifixion
Of the eyes the crowd
The eyes of the crowd
That divides
You understood the intricacies
Yet you promised
You will be gone
But for three days
Several three days from then
Is come and gone
Seven waiting years
Unnoticed
Is come and gone
Yet I am still here
Awaiting your resurrection
Overcome Hades
Overcome the land beyond
Become my Christ
Save my soul; my saviour dear
For I am waiting
Three days away
From where the crowd divides
I await
The second coming
Benjamin Paa Willie, 27 march 2012
By and by our days glide away
And I can no longer hear or say
Can no longer see or envisage
Love dwindles with each passage
This is known to no other, oh sweet Bernice
Upon my heart, sorely, is engraved this finis
That steals my last hope and faith
My days of winning needing to wait
And this voyage seeming on end
I write my last letter to you, friend
With much regret I go my way, far from yours,
On the wings of my too aged Phoenix
Know these creatures; on fire and sticks
They burn and resurge; like my love on yours
Benjamin Paa Willie, 7 january 2012
Forbidden fruits, they say, taste sweetest
That some yesterday
When across the tree I came
I said lucky me
But its fruits are twice forbidden
And trivial it has dawn on me
That if I dare taste a bite
Before morrow I should ask
Luck Y Me?
So don’t think me stupid
For ignoring to take a bite
For these fruits are twice forbidden
And I know
So don’t cry for me
If I fall by the tempest
For its fruits are twice forbidden
And I know
Benjamin Paa Willie, 7 january 2012
I gladly accept the blame
So thousands more name
When we go wild from tame
I will gladly accept my fate
Kiss now lady, better late
Than never. Follow my gait
That you may never ponder
Over your loss as we wander
In these places we least know
I have lost my pride and dough
If you decide today not to stay
No regrets, I will let you go
My tears will water your way
With the help of innumerable souls
We will erase the mark of your soles
But if you decide to be with me
My tears of joy shall fill the sea
One day when the truth sets me free
We shall fly wherever you want to be
Benjamin Paa Willie, 7 january 2012
Apart you tear
Me, apart you tear
With your devious hands
And around my toes
I dote upon in trance
In denial of your woes
When I turn down to stare
And with your eyes in my eyes
My anger away does scare
With my hands raised to the skies
To climb those heights that tall
A pull – I feel; a pull – I fall
Yet if I should stand again my ground
I should find you always around
In retry everything does recur
And must warn now, I truly dare
“If you won’t push my arse to the sky
Don’t pull my toes with a teasing sigh.”
Benjamin Paa Willie, 1 january 2012
I come out at night
Like a harmless vampire
Hoping against all odds
Creeping into your inner self
I call at your name
Like I used to do
While life I had
But my voice is voiceless
I groan and scream your name
Trying to stay sane
But my vibrations meet nothing
Except your navel and nipples
I stay on and focused
Sharpening my concentration
Hoping to touch again with my hand
The skin on your flesh as before
I see and feel
Your fiery strength and will
As my lips kisses your hips
I remember the last tea we sipped
And its memory out of me is chipped
I come out at night
Like a harmless vampire
Hoping once more to find my body
That knew yours as his
I call at your name
Like I used to do
Standing by your bedside
Creeping into your mild dreams
I groan and scream your name
Only to realize things aren’t the same
That I am just a passer-by ghost
Wandering from coast to coast.
Benjamin Paa Willie
Benjamin Paa Willie, 1 january 2012
She ambles before the tide
Protects her vitals from the looking eye
Sees farther beyond the sky
Knows the secrets of the stars the high
She appears in her capturing gown
A touch and her fragrance is never gone
When the sun halts she brings dawn
A king she makes from the lowliest pawn
She strolls not on the street
Rather the street strolls to her
Her eyes may steal your heart beat
In her presence is nothing to fear
But then she is the Love Goddess
Never moved by earthly prowess
Benjamin Paa Willie
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