Such Pleasures And Pains.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

all i knew is an
emotion, a strong one,
sprung from the ribs
of experience,
and i got stuck on
that, that feeling,
of being alone and
abandoned, or on the
hilarious side of life,
that moment when
love become mutual,
even if no word is said,
or even if one simply
pretends being loved.

or that moment when you
finally find yourself
in a beautiful place,
a mountainside with
fruit trees and flowers
and lovely people,
and love and making love,
and euphoria, and eureka,
all these mixed in the
salad bowl of experience,

and voila, without so much
plan and rethinking or
even revising, the spontaneity
comes like the beast inside
us that is being released
from rib cage, or that
manner by which we have
transformed ourselves
into angels and then
by the songs of all
the alleluias, oh yes,

one never knows, a poem
is finally written,
it is your poem, and
yours alone,
nothing about style
or structure,

just thoughts and
feelings, such
pleasures and pains.