<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=497901" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Yes, My Poems Are Imaginary</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">these poems tell about despair<br>and who will ever like despair? you grumble<br>why can't these poems have<br>happines as its theme<br>a poem that like a belly dancer must entertain<br>weary bedouins<br>oasis to the thirsty camels<br>cool green palms to travellers whose feet are dusty<br>and even blistered<br>grass to some snakes<br>and trees to black birds<br>rest for the night<br>tent and wine and bread and lyre to our passions</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but do not worry my friend<br>these poems are imaginary<br>like a garden existing only in our minds<br>we transport some toads and butterflies<br>and clouds and sun and tonight<br>let us have the moon and some glasses of strong wine<br>let us put our bed outside<br>in this garden where the moon shines<br>and creates the silver sheen in our happy faces</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we love illusions, we can have all the illusions we need<br>when we are drunk, when we dance when we are finally drunk<br>when we even want to make love<br>when we are drunk & when we make love and we do not choose<br>whom to kiss and caress and touch an unknown body<br>with our hands and lips and choose</div><div style="margin:10px 0">what we remember and what we do not want to remember<br>now i want to write<br>about illusory gardens and imagine despair that despair<br>has no place and must leave right away<br>let me<br>do not hinder me write what i want<br>about what i can disown</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but i assure you, whatever that is, these poems<br>i am talking to you, as a friend, and even be a lover at the end, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">even if the rest are imaginary, and fiction and illusory<br>i am still real amidst this grumble and rubble</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=497901" data-title="Yes, My Poems Are Imaginary de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="these poems tell about despair and who will ever like despair? you grumble why can't these poems have happines as its theme a poem that like a belly dancer must entertain weary bedouins oasis to the thirsty camels cool green palms to travellers wh..."></div> </div> </div>

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