The Days Of Waiting

an old man
a black book
a cigarette
and some smoke
a room
a black suit
a table and a footstool
a poetry to read
and then
a sound sleep....

there are dreams that follow
soon
but like his grand
days of youth
he will find it hard to remember..

his days and nights
are nothing but matters of waiting
and waiting
all these
drag.

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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