Joys Poem by RIC BASTASA
Joys
as the heavens are sucking light
as the moon still hangs glistening over the river
happiness comes slowly
on tired feet
such is her gaiety for a moment
fame and money, ambition and sickness, even lust,
do not mingle into this
happiness and joys
unexpectedly they arrive
and they go hand in hand beyond
exactly, any dawn discussion
goes beyond what we
mention
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