..Or If We Were Roses On That Frosty Night Poem by RIC BASTASA

..Or If We Were Roses On That Frosty Night



your poetry
have become my shadow

as mine too
had always been

and so we have
become more of shadows
to ourselves

lost in darkness
we talk about something
else

oh, reality is not
fun at all
as we touch our bodies
feeling like
stones

or if we are those
roses
on a frosty night
we have grown
more thorns

Sunday, August 13, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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