<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=485951" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>As I Write This Poem</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">as i write this, she is with someone else, <br>a friend, i do not really know. I do not dare ask.<br>i do not like any answer. for what i have are just questions.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as i write this, the people around me are talking within themselves.<br>half-naked. copying their books. talking loudly among themselves.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">friends, yes they are friends, and they say they belong to one another.<br>someone stands to take a look at me.<br>as though i am a tree. another one stares at me. as though i am a bird.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i hear a phone ringing.<br>it is not stopping. she says she is waiting outside the door.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am not a tree. i am not a little bird.<br>with her waiting for me, they looked at me, <br>confused.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i do not dare tell them, i am a man<br>and this is not about love. this is about<br>my soul</div><div style="margin:10px 0">she is my soulmate waiting. and she says<br>she can wait that long. whatever. wherever. whenever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">then they start doing their own affairs.<br>one reads back his book. the other goes back to his seat.<br>and then they stopped talking.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=485951" data-title="As I Write This Poem de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="as i write this, she is with someone else, a friend, i do not really know. I do not dare ask. i do not like any answer. for what i have are just questions. as i write this, the people around me are talking within themselves. half-naked. copying ..."></div> </div> </div>

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