Learning The Art Of Sacrifices - Poem by RIC BASTASA

what i understand is that
i have learned the art of

i know how to choose a place
and stay there
they say it is a mistake
but i keep it to myself
like my
idea of you

it can make you angry of course
and i you decide to leave
(or die)
i will be left alone
to tackle
who i am and it is a very
subject to thresh out
and understand

what i keep to myself
i keep forever
& you whom i keep on saying i love
shall share this
moment of self-imposed silence

i know we both understand
these arts of sacrifices
and i well know that we find solace
in not
saying anything
in not giving it a name
though it has been born and
reside here
(i point my finger
to my
yet no one knows it completely
throwing it somehow
when it gets so heavy
and hurting

and then we say that we are
enclosed by it
and we are
owned completely like
a fence

because there is no other way

Comments about Learning The Art Of Sacrifices by RIC BASTASA

  • Gajanan Mishra (1/30/2013 8:03:00 AM)

    Arts of sacrifices. good one. thanks. I like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 30, 2013

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