Inside Out
OUTSIDE
is the laughter,
INSIDE
is same laughter
i am the same
inside out, but sometimes
OUTSIDE
the rain pours out like the tears of the widow
INSIDE
the heart copes up with the stillness of the pond without the fish.
OUTSIDE
the laughter subsides
INSIDE
the crying begins
when we meet
since i do not want to share my grief
I am no longer the same
INSIDE OUT.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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