Sad Lady Poem by RIC BASTASA

Sad Lady



in her world her tears
are pearls
her cries are songs
of the beautiful women
her loneliness is a bed
of soft parakeet feathers
the oppression
day by day is a way of life
her hands are the ears
of a rabbit
they have learned to
listen
her lips are tight buds
and had always forgotten
how it is
to bloom

Friday, September 9, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: forgotten,loneliness,pearls
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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