' The Last Dance Of Your Life ' Poem by RIC BASTASA

' The Last Dance Of Your Life '

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you don't really have to mind
death
what power do you have for it

when it comes
it comes
none can prevent it
from sitting beside you

the doctors are honest
and sometimes
too stupid to give you a promise
for another extension of
life

a hope that poisons the mind instead
and makes
our recent stand rigid and
unreasonable

for those who have seen the light
on one hand
sees death as
a welcome experience
in fact a festivity
another coming experience
another full moon
at the bay

another bus that has arrived in a far away town

another train that honks proudly its arrival
in another station

another flight to a distant sky that dresses the world
and puts it to a very silent sleep

and this time
whether you like it or not
you are set upon this journey
that gives you fear
because there is no ticket
for your coming back

it is the false notion that
you can never come back


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you don't have to panic
take this as easy
as unbuttoning a shirt

zippering a pair of pants
and unzipping it when
the evident and the inevitable
comes
when the urge signifies
an unloading

well, it looks like
we simply have to pull a string
let the curtain fall
and just be ready for the next
show
of the garden blooming
on the month of
May

just the same
make the best out of it
dance, dance
till you tire

but fall if you must, slip if you can
have no shame
there is still another chance
really
&
they call it
a surprise to nowhere
upon
somewhere.....

Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Heather Wilkins 01 June 2013

a very true write about death. when it happens nothing can be done about it.

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Chris G. Vaillancourt 05 May 2014

The style and content of this piece of writing is not only powerful, but deeply compelling to read. Bravo!

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Ramesh Rai 23 September 2014

the doctors are honest and sometimes too stupid to give you a promise for another extension of life beautiful write with attractive title.

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Michael Silver 12 July 2012

This reminded me of my grandfather during his last few months. Its a very beautiful poem.

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Naida Nepascua Supnet 29 May 2015

death is constant and we will never know when it will come.. so..yes..let us just dance till we tire give our all, let's enjoy.

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Alice Cuenca 23 July 2021

Rest in peace Judge Ric Bastasa

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Antonio Liao 23 July 2021

... the language of love breath the pen of life to my beloved friend, farewell but not a goodbye. Dear RIC my friend.

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Adrian R Antonio 18 July 2021

Rest in Peace Uncle Ric. You will surely be missed

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Sarah Shahzad 23 December 2019

amazing write..! ! I absolutely love this poem..

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Rajnish Manga 07 July 2019

Nice philosophical poem. Through an expression loaded with freshness, you have treated death as an inevitable development which needs to be preceded by dance and celebration because it signifies 'another station.... a very silent sleep'. Thanks a lot.

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