3: 40 A.m.

i am not alone
you are there too
talking to yourself
and i am hearing
every word that you
are uttering

i am not alone
there is this cock crowing
three times six times
there is this dog barking
without a sign
that it will be stopping

there is this howl
and it is inside my heart

there is this prison
without an opening

there is this leaf
about to fall

there is this river
always running

there is this bird
wanting to fly away

there is this island
still undiscovered by you

there is this pebble
staring at you

there is this silence
always pervading

there is this word
still unspoken

there is this anger
surrounded by thick walls

there is this emptiness
never filled

there is this longing
on its journey towards eternity

there is this wish
wanting to be blessed

there is this death
sitting beside your sadness

there is this happiness
still waiting to be harnessed

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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