Calai - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

friend Calai just flunked her bar,
and never, with her own intelligence, guts and diligence
did she expect such an astronomical
but it is real, she flunked her bar, and she is weeping
alone in her room,
her eyes swell with tears flooding her cheeks
her room so filled with gloom
i guess,
there is always a first time, and i guess again, given her
indifference to failures, but soon
sooner than soon, she will get used to it,
to other failures in her life, and then she will be adopted to it
and won't be bothered anymore,

by then, we can talk freely,
mature, real and strong.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 5, 2010

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