A Poem About Death Poem by RIC BASTASA

A Poem About Death

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Is still early

the sun is still crazy

over aridity

one gets bored with a hat

and uneasy now with the usual shade of an old tree

what choice is there?

that desert has killed so many travelers

and no one came back to tell the exact story

how it happened

the usual thing is curiosity

and restlessness

and then finally because of too much loneliness

one finally ignores the sun

and embarks on the unanswered questions that lie in that desert

where death tells its own story

and then you will like it

and so like the rest

you too, do not come back

and when finally the sun sets

and darkness comes

there is peace in those lights that spring

from the windows of houses

and then after a moment

too, die, in the serenity of the silence

of the night.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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