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Rood Bennett

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Belgium
Belgium
Mijn liefde, mijn leven is woorden en familie. Twitter: @MandiBen IG: roodbennett My life is words.
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January 8, 2019
 

denk ich an dich, vermisse ich dich...

Dreams are much and time is little, more the same or perhaps passion dwindles. Check the pain at the door, it shall pass into nevermore.
Give peace of mind and heart a chance.
Let the anger languish in anguish's expanse.
Ray of lights as dreg release, tries to beg for shades of black to keep one back.
Live for love, inhabit the realm of possibility and nobility.

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ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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September 3, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

Taste your words before you spit them out, they may sour as they land. Intentioned or not, a wound you leave that can lead to agony. Before you step away, remember where you stand and for what you say impressions you, upon another for an eternity.

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MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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August 23, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

The depths I can sink

in which a shovel can bury.

Bitter taste of losing everything

These immense burdens

I cannot carry. People pretend not to

see the bump in the

road, so to speak...

I have messed up,

God give me power to have

reassessed these hours.

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FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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July 16, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

For someone as tough and strong as me,
I have never been broke down or
had such a heavy heart as I do now.
It hurts to pump life through my veins,
every breath feels a waste as
my head screams insane.
My body continues on as parts
of my soul wither in pain.
Happiness does slowly beckon,
but what have I done to reckon?
Agony blossoms alongside fate
as my shattered pieces dissipate.
I stare at self with utter hate as
my wishes are too late.
Desperately seeking solace in
what should be perfectness,
I know in heart that
somehow it shall abate.
Splintered shards that do remain,
how do I clean this slate?

© roodbennett

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HEARTBREAK
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July 16, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

My heart is in your hands
and I know to which I stand
everyday as we go
the more I live in a glow
of passionate emotion
that allows elation
and grounded
in a firm foundation.
My heart is in your hands,
my soul is one again
as a union
becomes our affirmation.

©roodbennett

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RANDOM ACTS OF POETRY - DAY
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June 21, 2018
 

Once upon a time a local boy fell in love with a girl from a land; far far away. Logistics and practicality called for local boy and far away girl to be in one place. Far away girl had an evil ex-family that broke Far away girl's spirit. Far away girl's body was already broken. Local boy worked hard always for his Far away girl and the far away little boys to come home to local land. Does this story have a happy ending? We are still writing it; every day without end.

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STARS
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June 7, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

I told myself that if I did not care, this would not have hurt so much - surely that proved I was alive and human and all those touchy-feely things, for once and for all. However, that was not a relief, not when I felt like a person, caught up in some scheme. Somehow, I am the fall gal, hung for transgressions to the crown and innocent as hell.

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NOBODY IS PERFECT
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May 30, 2018
 

I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where many of those housings that was once me.

I grieve over my babies lost; hit my chest, as those lungs cannot seem to breathe. Pijn unlike any before, finding forth your worth to those who profess, love you best! I am their chore and nothing can I possibly say to sway, this is what it's all about.

Somehow and some days, he just lived to be a bane. Many months are now past, but the wounds still the drain of ruby  drink. Anguish at your timeline and disdains, I am left in my fountain of crimson and a cage.

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WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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May 28, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

I cannot breathe as choking sobs squeeze my frame. My calm is robbed by the stoking of inflammatory memories. I can only see the image of, to embalm these mental documentaries. Distance my insane. Distance my heart. There has to be cloaking in order for semblance of adapting. To stop the floods, I must disconnect from the upstart.

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WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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May 28, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

Tears upon tears ran like rivers down stream; upon her cheeks. Could she hear more pijn that seemed to reek of jealousy en weak defense against manipulating shrieks. 🌧️🌧️🌧️🌧️🙍🌧️🌧️🌧️🌧️

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WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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May 28, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

Overflowing like a river flood. Emotion drags me through the blood. How ignorant must I be,
to be dragged through mud?

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WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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May 9, 2018
 

The Rat Race?

There is a race in life; who can get to the top, who has that might?
The many of us look around in fright!
For who are we of course we know who are they!
They are the wolves, we the prey.
Words and actions are obeyed or there be hell to pay!
So as to keep a storm from brewing long; we  mutter and utter those words to play along.
Those above in power shall always say; this is good, do it my way.
Fear and pijn keep masses and self in silent complience.
Rain of anger and woe to thee! Woe to those who speak against hypocrisy!
Humanity cannot seem to understand, while that one ahead has more bread...we all bleed red.

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May 1, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

The first glance
and there was a twist
in my soul that
felt almost amiss,
the feeling of,
what is this?
A look as passed
by which did
always a glimpse did cast,
Heart did beat too fast
as words of jest did flow
and times often did go,
under stars did speak,
often moments I was weak,
perhaps a game did play
or one would call
sister for me.
Moments gone
as emotions go
All for naught
and things did slow.
The times do speak
for lies made meek,
Nothing meant
as feelings let go.
Passionate heat
that coupled in me,
It was faught
and feelings shed
only to forget
what it is that meant,
Only to wish
but that is foolishness,
a heart goes hiding
to continue sliding
away from pain
that festers ins...

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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April 29, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

I write this to me. I allowed my mind to wander, far and wide, but reality was not key! Foolhardy and dumb most likely, how many times must oneself get burned before I completely understand and forget the games of childish whims? Why must I torture myself with; will or will not? I had become, with skill , just another automaton. Utterances and phrase are verbal presents from afar, it may seem real but in all it's just allegorical.

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YOUR OWN WORST ENEMY
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April 28, 2018
 

Now it should be back to the way it started; you were another I introduced myself. What a ridiculous game to hijack the heart. I became immune to back and forth, payback at times! Lies service no one, least some who speak eloquently but still words are fake. no reason. no emotion.

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FORGOTTEN
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April 27, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

Bridge between psyches it stands on pillars of trust! It commands united self, whilst it creates a path to reach another soul. The eye has dust and this heart beats trust, console but still always tears. Love is the most beautiful lie of all, painful retreats within, for some to cover the sin. Speak with elegance; as well as fact,  giving the greatest advantage of speaking exact. A burden of untruths will nary an issue raised.

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RECOLLECTION
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April 26, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

I was born to make mistakes, and whatever I do, good or bad, people will always have something negative to say and when we judge someone else, it doesn’t define who they are, it defines who we are. I pray that I will have earned the right to have, all my lessons learned.

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LET FAITH BE BIGGER
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April 26, 2018
 

Remember! A pretty face does not mean a pretty heart. A heart in turn makes ordinary; extraordinary, and beautiful the skin you meet.

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ART IN MYSTERY
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April 26, 2018
 

I see you slumber deep, I know you dream of me. My name passes your lips in your  visionary world; passion does eclipse, our minds. Unification of body is spiritual conjugation. Melding has brought to one, so destined is whole by reunited souls.

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DREAM
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April 25, 2018
 

I am strong because I have endured weaknesses. I am alive because I am a fighter; my battles longer, but my load no lighter!

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FACE YOUR FEARS
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April 22, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

Wrapped up in only each other,
whispered words like thunder
passion's place is upon
lips of lovers embrace.
Slick with a burning fire
steamy words of our desire.

                      💕♥️💗

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HOLD ME
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April 21, 2018
 

Kissing is like drinking salted water: you drink and your thirst increases. Silk brushes against another softest of sin and your heart beats harder. Running fingers through long luxuriant locks: through your fingertips does move as soft as satin and smooth as velvety weight. Love does haunt as heavy breathing mingle: you extoll passion as  kissing to soothe, aching for souls unite alas belong.

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NOW KISS ME
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April 21, 2018
 

Sometimes it’s not the people who change, it’s the mask that falls off.

The underneath is filthy and did bask in hellish intent.

This is a "friend" with malcontent who slips that knife inside.

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BETRAYED
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