RIC S. BASTASA


A Dialogue With Life - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

Life you are too precious to be wasted by me.
I am sorry.
I have not lived up to the promises of your partner: Time
My body is weakened by your enemies: Disease,
And abuse.
My soul is silent, like a stranger to this Place
This Heart and Mind
There is this Inability to cope up with responsibilities.
I am sorry.
Life I made you miserable.
I paired you with Regret
I am making you meet too early
Your wisdom: Death.

I am sorry. Morbid, brother of Death
A friend of Mind, An acquaintance of the Heart.
I am seeking his Caution.

Life is not giving the bother.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 15, 2010



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