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Benjamin Mui Poem
The Sum
By Benjamin Mui
I am not a failure Nor am I a success
I am not my rejections Nor am I my acceptances
I am not worthless Nor am I special
I am not my weakness Nor am I my strength
I am not a loss Nor am I a triumph
I am the sum of Nothing
Neither the bad Nor the good
Not who was Nor whoever is to come
I am what is Now
I am who I choose to be
I am my actions
…
I am
Copyright © Benjamin Mui | Year Posted 2023
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Benjamin Mui Poem
I have seen the breaking point…still waiting
I have reached the end of patience…with nothing
I have seen the world go ‘round…in absence
I want to be sad with you
So you’ll know when I’m happy
I want to cry on your shoulder
Melt into your body
Feel your steady heartbeat
Pumping life back into my eyes
I would let the intense greyness take over
Only for a moment so that you may glimpse
Into this strange mind of mine
And I can tell you how tragic our feelings are
How I have doomed myself and us
To such a painfully loving place
I would hate to see you with someone else
But I would still destroy myself to see you happy
As much as I hope and believe it won’t come to it
A part of me has already accepted the possibility
That I could lose you…all of you
But I would have to tell you to know
If you had the choice between
Everything you wanted and everything I had to give
Could you settle?
Copyright © Benjamin Mui | Year Posted 2023
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Benjamin Mui Poem
Sometimes
By Benjamin Mui
Sometimes
The silence can grow louder
No
My heartbeat fills my head
The internal pounding resonating deeper
Now that everything has slowed down again
The flow of thoughts runs steadily on
The rhythms matching closely to the early morning birds
Who failed to realize not everyone beats the sun out of bed
…wish I could talk with them
Sometimes
I hate myself
No
I hate the way I think
The way I have to fall out of love with love
The way I have to feel happy about being sad
The way I have nothing yet am losing everything
The more I think about it the more confusing it gets
…it can get tiring
Sometimes
The world feels small
No
My world feels small
Like there was an impassable void surrounding me
That forms and blips out of existence at random
Like an uncontrollable shadow were cast over me
A flash flood of intense sadness and loneliness
Realizing that it might “just be me”
…it’s gone now
…it’ll come back later
…maybe I’ll write then
Copyright © Benjamin Mui | Year Posted 2023
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Benjamin Mui Poem
Where hast thou gone off to
What starlit sky hast thine saddened eyes gazed upon
From whence might I be able to witness
Thy form twist around in wisps of stardust
And from thither create within mine own mind
An image of thee whom I shall fail to live without
And yet I wonder if too slow mine thoughts were to reach thee
If within thine self exists the courage at all
Ready to accept whatever consequence arises from the flames of passion
Fear that it may incinerate that which ere blossomed
From whence came the friendship that I dost hold dearest
I could bear not a universe without thy laugh or smile
For to lose thee is to lose myself
However to thou came nothing whom chose to lay down
Thus it would seem not preferable either
To let go, thereby invalidating the many nights
Spent thinking…envisioning our intertwined flesh dancing in moonlight
Dreaming of a way to take thy hand in mine
To rediscover the feeling of safety and peace
A rift formed betwixt that which is necessary and that which must be true by meaning
Tis with sorrowful satisfaction to realize that
Thy present dwelling in darkness obscure I can follow not
If it were so, a thanks to thee for breaking my heart
Thou art the center of my conviction and the deepest of my desires
I would put death onto myself as life a hundred times over
Merely to find us tonight in endless embrace
And to never be parted in bliss or woe
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Benjamin Mui Poem
Have you ever danced to the rhythm of life
The rise and the fall of your body on the bed
Counting the precise seconds between each breath
The way feet seem to always find a way to move forward
The way you might chase your heart racing away
And smile to yourself through lonely celebrations
Have you ever been born again
As if your eyes had their memory of the sun erased
A new life greeted by the reborn sun coming off the sea
Realizing how profoundly beautiful it all can be
Wondering how it was possible to miss something
That was always there…but also not
Have you ever forgotten love
Knowing where you have been…how far you have fallen
Wondering if anyone would talk to you at 3AM again
And fantasizing how they would much rather stare straight into your eyes
Look at you as if you were only thing left on Earth
Making your hands shake from holding onto them so tightly
Have you ever dreamt about strangers
Somehow still waking up more and more devastated
How it felt losing them felt so real and so fake at the same time
Is there really someone out there waiting to meet a person like me
Desperate enough to crack themselves open like an egg
Allowing their love to bleed out onto the street like yolk
Have you ever lost someone
Forced to let go of something you couldn’t afford to lose
Scared of the way you might drag them down with you
When they were the best thing you ever chanced upon
Wishing that they would have listened through the silence
Of that you could have seen through the smiles
No…
You’re not that ugly
You’re not that stupid
You’re not that invisible
You’re not that unwanted
You’re still unbroken
Have you ever been human
Yes…
You have been and forever will be
Just as I will hide these lines forever in your nightmares
So that each time you face your demons
You might think that someone cared about you
Copyright © Benjamin Mui | Year Posted 2023
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End
Close
Conclusion
Fin
Black…
It’s too late now
The dogs are asleep now
Tears are unshed now
Peace is gone now
You’re gone too now
Breathe
Shaking violently
Contorting beyond recognition
Bloodless cold
Soundless screams
Crooked broken smiles
Focus
Stop staring one-eyed ghost
Sprawled mutilated cat
It wasn’t me
I didn’t murder her
Fingerless hands did
Persist
It hurts deeply
I stabbed a child deeply
Piercing his heart deeply
Down in the deep black
I hurt me deeply
Do I live?
I need to live to die
I haven’t lived
So I won’t die
Yet I live
I killed me
Yet I live
I sleep forever
Yet I live
I’m gone from me
Yet I live
I drown endlessly
Yet I live
Knocked over again
Do I continue?
Do I continue?
Do I continue?
Can I continue?
Is it worth knowing my truth?
Is this my ending?
Blank?
Yes
No
This is the beginning
Copyright © Benjamin Mui | Year Posted 2023
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Benjamin Mui Poem
Perhaps a Dream
By Benjamin Mui
Or was it all just a dream?
And I’ve finally woken up
To a wondrous morning glow
With a kite dancing in the wind
You and I running amongst the grass
Only to spin around and fall
Faces to the orange sky
I thought I gave you the best of me
Yet it never felt enough
If somehow I could take the wrists of time
And run back to the start of it all
Knowing how all things would end
I wouldn’t change a thing
Just so I could hold you again
In my arms one last time
Perhaps I was never in love
Merely in love with the idea of it
Feeling something much less
Tricking myself to be something more
Desperate to hold onto anything
Before dropping into the depths below
But I’m hoping that I’m just fast asleep
And when I wake up you’ll still be here
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Why art
Why do some lines
Some colors
Or some lyrics
Make us feel so alive
I always believed
That artists held some unique vision
They saw the world
But thought of themselves
Thought of our humanity
They built a rose garden
First in their mind’s backyard
Then into a vibrant park
Each piece another bush
Of ethereal grace
Grown from the rainy days
Of which there were plenty it seems
Our walking path being touched
By the overgrowth
As we construct our own gardens
And stroll through one another
May we think back to the time passed
Evidenced by surrounding flowers
We’ll look back and around
At the beauty born from rough times
To find that on those stormy days
We did great
Copyright © Benjamin Mui | Year Posted 2024
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