RIC S. BASTASA
I do not take pride about my loneliness
I do not take pride in my loneliness
But I get embarrassed at times
And I hide it
IT gets covered in such term
Of lovely loneliness
Of a certain wise man of a certain poet
Sitting on a hill
Stars lighting his long lonely nights
And the laces of darkness serving as his blanket
No mater how I hide loneliness, however
To such term as
Loneliness comes in claiming the truth of its name
“I am lonely” say it “I am always lonely” shout it.
I guess I have to tell the truth
I am asking for the true definition of solitude
How does it look like?
Now that I am lonely, how can I ever say
“what I have is solitude and my poems tell that so”
pride on such a camouflage
glowing to the color of sunshine
covering a skull that looks like the true face of death.
I do not take pride on this shame on this embarrassment
“I am lonely”, take my hand.
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