Solitude Poem by RIC BASTASA

Solitude



early morning
when dusk is about to leave

a dew glistening
at the tip of a rose petal

sunlight comes
gently dissolving some pearls

into thin air leaving
this warmth inside my heart

light pulsates like
blood so alive rushing in my head

my cheeks redden
a little bird starts to sing on a branch

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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