A Kind Of Traveler In Ponot Poem by RIC BASTASA

A Kind Of Traveler In Ponot



how evasive has fate been with me
now that i have given up what i have in mind

i have become a traveler without a destination
i have no intention of stopping somehow

all these is just a matter of intuition as
i, the passive railing, nailed, and keeps on waiting.

Thursday, January 3, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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