RIC S. BASTASA


A Scenery.... - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

the trembling hands write the
words of truth
the mind wanders in the desert
thirsting
the body is a pillar
remains of the time's ruins
the eyes are black birds looking
for prey
feet become boats carrying
anxious passengers of toes
to the shores of
oblivion.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 16, 2012



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