Treasure Island

RIC S. BASTASA


THE STRONG HOUSE WE BUILT


When you marry
you just don't marry the bride
not just her
but everything connected to her
her family
her past
her previous sins and her
often told
glories

most of the times you close your eyes
and say
let life take me
let destiny do the work
let the stars of the heavens
manage all these things
let the zodiac
do the telling about what
tomorrow may bring

the road is not smooth
there are ambushes of surprises
there are no more explanations
they have become too tiring

the house has many windows
it has four doors
it has three stairways
but no one leaves
no one leaves for good or bad
the promises stick like paint
and the house is always repainted

the distant pillars remain distant
carrying this house this room
and years upon years
layers upon layers of memories
have made this old house strong.

Submitted: Sunday, March 17, 2013
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