Inanities... Poem by RIC BASTASA

Inanities...



every rose has its
dawn
and every night
has its thorn

not every buffalo has
its mud and grass
not every mud has its
own water or rain

figure it yourself
all these misplaced thoughts
disturbing ideas

illogical metaphors
absurd world

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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