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In the Silence of Time

In the silence of time
Tomorrow's unknown
Maybe I'll try
Maybe I won't

Dropping my pride 
I've struggled too long 
I feel it inside 
Solemn yet strong

I patiently wait 
Watching the tides
The lapping of waves 
Fighting my mind 

Walking to shore 
I look to the sand 
Wishing for more 
I tighten my hand

Stood on there own
These memories of me
And now I feel old
I just cannot see

For I didn't look 
And I ended up here
On the route that I took
Only darkness appeared

These demons of mine
Long do they wait
Frozen by time
Forever they stay

Where did I go?
It left me behind 
Floating ashore 
In the silence of time.


(Read in Reverse)

Copyright © Ben Potts | Year Posted 2019



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I Believe In You

I search for quotes and author's
Who inspire me in life,
I pick up pens and pencils
As I pull out chairs too write,

I looked for hidden meaning's
And word's they wrote too guide,
They showed me where to look
But not that meaning's lay inside,

Those people and those places
Both writers big and small,
All found their inspiration
Out of love or lack of all,

I searched the book's and page's
I typed alone and sad,
Many shared my interest
But mine just drove me mad,

Those page's that I ripped out
Soon towered what I'd save,
For how can one write freely
When your trapped inside a cage? 

And then it clicked inside me
As I looked upon my work,
The piece that I was missing 
Was a piece too share my hurt,

I spent my days of searching
Picking flies out of the ointment,
The only thing we shared in
Was collective disappointment,

I turned another brand-new page
And pressed it with my hand,
Removing all those creases
As I penned my final stand,

Around this time I found you
And I'm lucky that I did,
The poem's I tried to figure out
Now lept out from their ink,

I saw in you the subtle ways
A poet finds his muse,
I saw in you the artist's brush
And why he paints his views,

I saw in you the bard 
And all the ways he struck a chord,
I saw in you the wrath of kings
and why he fought his war's,

For both the good and evil 
Share the same internal trait,
Those good will tell you freely 
While those evil may refrain,

Since the time our lives began
We search for someone who,
Will tell us all with purest love..

"I Believe In You"

Copyright © Ben Potts | Year Posted 2019

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Nothingness

My anguish is metal heavy and tense
Rusting my heart as I lead by mistake.

Somethings awry in the cogs of my mind
Spinning off-centre they've broke more than once,

My youth was auspicious with seldom regret
The future held prosper now bleeds in my shadow,

My thoughts are attrocious and black as the night
No feelings I fade in disgust of myself,

Assuage my own sickness I smoke on my own
Reflecting on things that assert my own nothingness,

The allure of the feeling too sink in its depths
And give in too darkness,
Begs me. 

Absolve me of sin and free me of soul,
Again and again and again..

Copyright © Ben Potts | Year Posted 2019

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Our Secret Space

A low fog lingers on the ground 
On cobbled streets where coaches sound,
Candles dance inside the glass
Of lanterns as the moment's pass.

Terraced houses reach the sky
Chimneys smoke and Zeppelins fly,
Merchant's barter trade and speak
Tophats flood the puddled streets.

Factory lanes and iron stairs 
Workers breathe a muddled air,
Ships of cargo stay the night 
As silent waves reflect the light's.

There is a private secret space
For such as us inside this place,
You take the road beyond the docks
Where couples sit and skim the rocks.

Carry on beyond the square
Where pipe tobacco burns the air,
Cross the road and take the lane
Beneath the clock you turn again.

You'll see an arch beyond the street
Take your time and pass beneath,
Pass the lanterns - count too two,
You'll find a shop homes into view.

Outside you'll see a sign that swings
'The Antique Shop and Finer Thing's, 
Inside this shop is lots of wares
We built ourselves and hid for year's.

Upon display on varnished shelves
The memories forged from travels delved,
The hidden gem inside this store
Awaits upstairs and can't be bought.

It all resides behind a door
One golden valve unlocks the core,
Inside the room is where we lay
Inside two minds forever safe.

A cosy room that can't be seen
It's built in hearts and lives in dreams,
It's drawn in books and wrote in poems
And only us will know this home.

I built this from the day we met
And every day I tried my best,
To take these thoughts and make them real
We made this place by how we FEEL.


Our secret space.

Copyright © Ben Potts | Year Posted 2019


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