RIC S. BASTASA


The Rainy Days Inside My Mind - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

it is a summer day
but the rainy days still exist inside my mind

it was a Sunday
when the rain was falling softy at the pier
the M/V Alfredo was about to leave
bound for Manila
and there was you
my love
waving your hands
for till then
we never saw each other again

this afternoon i am standing on
a pavement on the same pier
the M/V Alfredo had long
sunk
and i do not know anymore where
you destiny placed you

i am hiding my eyes inside this thick
sunglasses
no one knows how i feel
for outside
i am still smiling and then another boat
sounds its call

i guess, i have to leave them all.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 11, 2009



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