I put ten new poems on my website, www.benyoungmedia.com

I wrote them in the last two or three days

here they are, though, if you want to read them here



'Simple Harmonic Motion'

Paths you've left may come again,
Times forgotten recollected,
You are your only pen,
You aren't infected.
How then,
Have you been
Affected?
A liquid lens
Of the aggregates
Not quite dense
Enough to fight the nets.
A liquid lens in the ocean
Killed by times simple motion.

'Politicians'

Politicians

In the land of
Self-sustained smog,
Boys sure love
The taste of grog.
On their horses, high and mighty
Kings have fallen down.
Jesters have judged more rightly
Than arbiters of town.
Hold them high,
Don't let go,
Forced to lie?
I'd say no.
I'll give you my money,
All of my thoughts
And my dreams,
If you quit acting funny,
And give up plots
And schemes.

'The Bridge'

This bridge beneath my feet
Is all that holds apart
The joys I'll never meet
And my aching heart.
Sleepless nights,
Inspired by the weather.
I'm scared of heights,
So I'll use a tether.
I'm scared, I know,
In my mind,
There's nothing below
But everything to find.

There's not much hope
In these field of clover
So cut my rope
And push me over.

'To The Bodhisattva'

To turn the wheel of dharma;
To fight the winds
Of vengeful karma,
To laugh at "sins."
To teach:
"Worship me not,
but preach;
End the battles you've fought."
Put off your own peace
So we may find
Final release
From figments of mind.
The chicks will have hatched
Long after you're through.
You remain attached
So we don't have to.

'Sweet-Dream Death-Scream'

Sweet-dream dreamers
And front team liners
Death-scream screamers
And teenage whiners.
Month-past dues
On a killing spree.
Front-page news;
What's it mean to me?
Parental dictators
Of children grown up.
If you search through the layers
You'll just get thrown up.
Striving for friendship,
Striving for care,
You can't get a grip
If no one is there.
Coming to rest,
Fleeing your sorrow,
Go to your nest,
And sleep till tomorrow.

'Ages Falling'

Expecting a call,
Never receiving.
After years in this fall,
Stopping believing.
Cluttered thoughts
Put to paper.
Plenty of knots
In this sad caper.
A yearning heart
Sees the world;
Falls apart
When unfurled.
The routes
You've burned,
The doubts
You've learned.
To rummage
You've started,
Through luggage
You've carted.
Your philosophy shelf
Has allowed you to
Dissect yourself,
Brooding, not starting anew.

'The Road To Nibbana'

I'm going to roam
Through some bends.
I'm leaving home
And I'm leaving friends.
Will the past matter?
I cannot say.
Never keep it latter,
Live for today.

Attached to fear
And chasing gold.
No one is here.
I am so cold.
A voice of hope
Calls to me
Then says, "Nope,
It cannot be."
My nonexistent soul
Is proven dead,
I can't take in the whole
Of what's been said.

The rivers run black
With my urge to hold.
There's no turning back
Once you've broke the mold.
I can reach out,
I might get a hand
But I can't hope or doubt
And I can't demand.

I make myself a god
And others fools
The only law is odd;
That there are no rules.
Despite the price
To pay for good or bad
There's only advice
To be had.
Customs break
And morals boil,
To cling will make
Only toil.

Sweet release
From depression,
Finding peace,
Despite confession.
A moment now,
To be with all,
To make no vow,
And still not fall.

'The Formula'

A plus B plus C plus D plus E
Is the key
To set you free.
Person F said it was great
And G said it's not hard, too.
With this kind of fate,
And no distress,
You can't argue,
You will find success!
Forget what you want,
Please take heed,
I'll be blunt,
We know what you need.
Shrines, and statues, eight!
Don't forget bracelets and idols.
We aim to infatuate.
So get that big old rifle,
It's ok, really,
Kill a heathen or two,
Don't be silly,
You don't disagree,
Do you?
Because if you did,
We'll show you the scrolls,
We'll take your first kid,
And fill him with holes.
Then the rest of your stake
Will do it themselves,
There's plenty to take
On their mirror's shelves.
So be a man,
It's ok to learn,
And follow our plan,
Or else you will burn.

'Under The Tree'

Sitting, abiding,
Talking, confiding.
Searching forever,
Peave never.
Letting go
Truth shows.
Nothing righteous,
Nothing constant,
Nothing right, just
Nothing honest.
Peace in watching
Ocean flowing.
Nothing stopping,
Peace in knowing.
Cutting ties,
There is no light.
No more lies,
No more fight.

'Heart'

Heart be still,
You were born to kill.
Your elixer is strong,
But it's taste is stale.
You will live long,
But eventually fail.
Your passion
Is flooring,
Compassion
is boring.
Regrets
You are storing
And yet
You are snoring.

How can you love with such power
And hate, still, so deeply?
If you were free for an hour,
You'd destroy me completely.
So I keep you locked under
To prevent a blunder
But you don't cease to shout,
"Let me out! Let me out!"