RIC S. BASTASA


Poems of RIC S. BASTASA

travel and life

there is a saying that we travel not to escape life but that
life may not escape us and i ask myself if honestly i do as
i always want it to be done.

when we were on the beach one Sunday morning the sea was crystal clear and we both see the fish feeding on the weeds.

i went to the deeper part and since you do not know how to swim you only went with me upon a lengthy gaze without speaking a word as it was unnecessary.

the envy was clear since all your life you always wanted to learn ho

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