RIC S. BASTASA


learning about sunsets and faded denims


everything fades
blue denims
daylight turning into
dark orange then
siphoned into
darkness

but before things
go into
nothingness
we still ponder
how beautiful once
they were

on the other hand
because they fade
we learn to love
what they have
too become

like cherishing memories
like putting flowers on the
burial grounds of
those who died
and whom once we
so truly loved

like savoring ourselves
with sunsets
like switching on the light
when it is so dark

ah, we learn
no matter how long to live
with what is in our
hands....

Submitted: Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Edited: Tuesday, May 24, 2011

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