Welcome Stranger To Another World - Poem by RIC BASTASA

it is almost dark when i arrive
at this place,
beside the cemented road
a garden of wilting flowers
petals are filled with dust
the trees along the way
towards a bungalow
are shedding off leaves,
sonorous, the place is getting
strange to me with its own
kind of quiet
the door of the house is half open
the swing on the side is not moving
the air is strong
and leaves begin to be flown away
i enter the door
dusting my shoes on the carpet
scarlet in hues
light is filtered by dark green curtains
i remain standing
and you are there waiting
for this final talk
it is strange for i feel
that i do not belong to this place
i am taking away all my stories
and a book of poems
there is only one thing
i like to say to you
we make an agreement
there will be no more elaborations
no justifications for our past actions
nothing hurting or unkind
we are tired of the pain

i am leaving.

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  • (2/13/2010 2:49:00 PM)

    What a nice mysterious poem. Leaves you to wonder....Good imagery! ....'....Light is filtered by dark green curtains....'..........'a garden of wilting flowers.'...I could almost visualize the scene. The play of nature words are nice! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 9, 2010

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