RIC S. BASTASA


How Can You Ever Imagine Liking Yourself To It? - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

feeling sorry for yourself
for a past that cannot be undone
wading in that murky river of self-pity
like a wild bird caught on the oil spill
of the lake of desolation

my friend, that is the worst and last thing
that must happen to your life

this is the tree without fruit
a bush without a flower
a sky without sun

how can you ever imagine liking yourself to it?

Topic(s) of this poem: life


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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 27, 2015



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