RIC S. BASTASA


ق ا س ي ا ل ق َ ل ْ ب ، ع َ د ي م ا ل ر أ ف َ ه


The sun is harsh, the winds are cruel
The trees unfeeling, the soil so unsympathetic
The stones lack the courage, the grasses lose the enthusiasm
The clouds spiritless
The moon is devoid of compassion
The stars are pitiless
You are unkind and I am disheartened
My heart is broken

You are heartless
the ruler of my body

i have longed
to touch you
to kiss you even
just once

yet you are so high
and far
you are with the stars
on my darkest skies

Submitted: Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, February 24, 2009

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