Dry Leaves Beside My Door Poem by RIC BASTASA

Dry Leaves Beside My Door



a door half-closed
the wind comes with some dry leaves
coming in
through it

and then
spread on the floor
under my bed

i watch it
feeling that i am junked

even the wind
has mistaken me as
another
garbage

and so i finally closed my
door

tight

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
Close
Error Success