Time Is Too Short For Sadness
a leaf falls on the ground
the poinsettia turns brown
from red just a week ago
the snow melts and the
sun sets for another day
the rain stops falling
it cannot be forever
nothing lasts forever
happiness like a guest
sleeping in your room
only for a night or two
and takes the road on
the following morning
transfering to another
place another time
a bird with bleeding heart
stops for a while on your window
and gazes at you with pity
the wind cannot stay longer
it has no love story to really tell
these boring sad tales about
love unrquited about love lost
and never recovered
i have no more ears for them
another seed of the peanut
grows, sprouting to see a
beautiful morning sky
you see all these changes and
locomotions of wind, earth and sky
of man, his heaven, his earth
his heart, his legs, his muscle,
his skin, his mouth, his lips
his thighs, hair, his bulge
he is everyday growing for you
you ask what are these all about?
it is all about love and time and
temporalities, swift passing days
like that wind and bird on the window
it is about the irrelevance of sadness
they all gaze at you with pity
and they move on without sympathy
in haste reminding you: why waste?
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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