RIC S. BASTASA


The Journey Of The Self - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

I've shut my world away
from yours
i have sewn my lips
i am muted
on self-volition
what is the use of
any coalition for this
very personal journey
on a ship without
name and rudder
do you feel my fears
for waves?
there is no captain
or crew here
rules are rules
there are no exceptions
of the self
i am raising my sails
in the middle of my storms
there is darkness
and occasional lightnings
i do not mind
the thunders
everyone claims
they all have them
too

tomorrow
perhaps shall be a bright day
i challenge myself
once again
i tell myself
this boat be better burned

so i will know
how far can i swim

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 2, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 4, 2011


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