The Dark Hour..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

The Dark Hour.....



now the eyes
have become suspects

of age's betrayal for
what it sees is not anymore

true for what it keeps are
all faulty

which the brain objects the
heart detests

these eyes wide as open as
the ocean

yet as blind as the darkest
hours of our misjudgments...

Wednesday, December 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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