RIC S. BASTASA


The Role Of The Flesh When The Mind Breaks Away... - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

one does not have to condemn the flesh
it too serves some purpose,
when the mind goes beyond our fences
when we cannot take the pressure anymore
there the flesh waits for temporary reliefs
it gives you warmth
the pleasures at hand
when the intellect abandons you
in the middle of your
miseries.

the flesh beats us to a dance of life
like wine it can make us drunk and we become wild
there is that fire in the heart
that the flesh can easily so provide
there is the laughter and the ecstasy
that the flesh only knows

when the storm is over, when the night breaks into dusk
when light comes again in our eyes
the flesh is there beside us

it is there, when the mind breaks
it is patient to all our desires.


Comments about The Role Of The Flesh When The Mind Breaks Away... by RIC S. BASTASA

  • Wahab Abdul (4/6/2012 9:06:00 PM)


    ''one does not have to condemn the flesh
    it too serves some purpose,
    when the mind goes beyond our fences
    when we cannot take the pressure anymore
    there the flesh waits for temporary reliefs
    it gives you warmth
    the pleasures at hand
    when the intellect abandons you
    in the middle of your
    miseries.''


    what a nice starting of a poem! the logic is profound with hilly strength.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 6, 2012



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